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Thursday, November 28, 2024 |
The Strudel   
Date: Sent Friday, August 14, 1998
Category: None | Rating: 3.76/5 (135 votes)
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Moishe has been lying ill for weeks. A few days ago he slipped into a coma, and everyone feared the worst. The family is called. The son from
Miami.The daughter from Bridgewater. The aunts. The uncles. All sit waiting for the end.
Suddenly a miracle! Moishe opens his eyes. Weakly he motions for his son to approach so he can hear talk to him. Moishe is weak from the illness and
so his voice is very faint as he says, "I've been ill?" "Yes, papa," replies the son with tears choking his voice, "very ill."
The papa nods and speaks again. "I had a dream. I was nearing death when I suddenly smelled the aroma of your mother's apple strudel. I love that
strudel. As wonderful a cook as my Sadie is, that strudel is her masterpiece." He lays back against the pillow weak from the exertion of
speaking.
"What a wonderful dream, papa. But the smell is real. Mama just took the strudel out of the oven to cool." "A miracle!" cries Moishe as he tries to
rise, and weakly falls against the pillows. He turns to his son and says, "I'm still too weak to get up. Go to the kitchen and get for me a piece of
Sadie's strudel."
The son obediently rises and leaves the room to fulfill his father's request, only to return a few moments later empty handed. He sits again by his
father's side.
Moishe looks at him and says, "Nu? Where is the strudel?"
The son replies, "I'm sorry, papa. Mama says it's for AFTER the funeral!"
Received from Leon Taylor.
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