Jewish Life Digital Edition July 2015 | Page 30

BON MOTS AND RIB TICKLERS THE WRISTWATCH GROWING UP JEWISH WIT shout, “Are you normal for someone to grew up thinking it was You in there longer m door when you were ay?” through the bathroo ok than three minutes. Your family dog responded to commands in Yiddish. Every Sunday afternoon was spent visiting your grandparents and/ or other relatives. You experienced the phenomenon of 50 people fitting into a 10-foot-wide dining room, hitting each other with plastic plates trying to get to a deli tray. bro on eyeb ws ale relative who pencilled You had at least one fem etrical. which were always asymm You were as tall as your grandmother was by the age of seven. was by You were as tall as your grandfather age seven-and-a-half. You never knew anyone whose last name didn’t end in one of five standard suffixes (berg, baum, man, stein and witz). like ays taste lik alw cover that wine doesn’t You were surprised to dis cranberry sauce. When your mother smacked you really hard, she continued to make you feel bad for hurting her hand. it. dish but you can’t speak You can understand Yid You know how to pronounce numerous Yiddish words and use them correctly in context, yet you don’t know exactly what they mean. Kaynahurra. king both Yiddish ur parents for not speaki You’re still angry with yo you were a baby. and English to you when You have at least one ancestor who is somehow related to your spouse’s ancestor. d was normal. You thought speaking lou You thought eating half a jar of dill pickles was a wholesome snack. personal pride when a Jew was Your mother or grandmother took wbiz, medicine, politics, etc) noted for some accomplishment (sho when a Jew was accused of a and was ashamed and embarrassed crime... As if they were relatives. Yarmulke Youngster When a young boy was asked by his father to say Maariv, he realised he didn’t have his yarmulke... so he asked his little brother, Moishale, to rest a hand on his head until Maariv was over. Moishale grew impatient after a few minutes and removed his hand. The father said, “This is important Moishale... put your hand back on Dovid’s head!” To which Moishale exclaimed: “What, am I my brother’s kippah?” 26 JEWISH LIFE ISSUE 86 Yaakov, an up-and-coming Jewish inventor, is struggling through a bus station with two huge and obviously heavy suitcases, when a stranger walks up to him and asks, “Have you got the time?” Yaakov sighs, puts down the suitcases, and glances at his wrist. “It’s a quarter to six,” he says. “Hey, that’s a pretty fancy watch!” exclaims the stranger. Yaakov brightens a little. “Yeah, it’s not bad. Check this out,” and he shows him a time zone display not just for every time zone in the world, but for the 50 largest cities. He hits a few buttons and, from somewhere on the watch, a voice says, “The time is eleven ‘til six” in a very West Texas accent. A few more buttons and the same voice says something in Japanese. Yaakov continues, “I’ve put in regional accents for each city.” The display is unbelievably high quality and the voice is simply astounding. The stranger is struck dumb with admiration. “That’s not all,” says Yaakov. He pushes a few more buttons and a tiny but very hi-resolution map of New York City appears on the display. “The flashing dot shows our location by GPS,” explains Yaakov. “View recede ten,” Yaakov says, and the display changes to show eastern New York State. “I want to buy this watch!” says the stranger. “Oh, no, it’s not ready for sale yet; I’m still working out the bugs,” says the inventor. “But look at this,” and he proceeds to demonstrate that the watch is also a creditable little FM radio receiver with a digital tuner, a sonar device that can measure distances up to 125 metres, a pager with thermal paper printout and, most impressive of all, the capacity for voice recordings of up to 300 standard-size books,” Though I only have 32 of my favourites in there so far,” says Yaakov. “I’ve got to have this watch!” says the stranger. “No, you don’t understand; it’s not ready.” “I’ll give you $1 000 for it!” “Oh, no, I’ve already spent more than that.” “I’ll give you $5 000 for it!” “But it’s just not…” “I’ll give you $15 000 for it!” And the stranger pulls out a chequebook. Yaakov stops to think. He’s only put about $8 500 into materials and development, and with $15 000 he can make another one and have it ready for merchandising in only six months. The stranger frantically finishes writing the cheque and waves it in front of him. “Here it is, ready to hand to you right here and now. $15 000. Take it or leave it.” Yaakov abruptly makes his decision. “Okay,” he says, and peels off the watch. They make the exchange and the stranger starts happily away. “Hey, wait a minute,” calls Yaakov after the stranger, who turns around warily. Yaakov points to the two suitcases he’d been trying to wrestle through the bus station. “Don’t forget your batteries.” TEXT: COMPILED BY LIZ SAMUELS; PHOTOGRAPHS: BIGSTOCKPHOTO; ALL-FREE-DOWNLOAD WIT & WISDOM