The Jewish Grandmother


A Jewish grandma and her grandson are at the beach.
He’s playing in the water, she is standing on the shore not wanting to get her feet wet, when all of a sudden, a huge wave appears from nowhere and crashes directly onto the spot where the boy is wading.
The water recedes and the boy is no longer there. He was swept away.
The grandma holds her hands to the sky, screams and cries: “Lord, my God, how could you? Haven’t I been a wonderful grandmother?  Haven’t I been a wonderful mother? Haven’t I kept a kosher home? Haven’t I given to charity? Haven’t I lit candles every Friday night? Haven’t I tried my very best to live a life that you would be proud of?”
A voice booms from the sky, “All right!! All right!!”
A moment later another huge wave appears out of nowhere and crashes on the beach. As the water recedes, the boy is standing there. He is smiling and splashing around as if nothing had ever happened.
The voice booms again. “I have returned your grandson. Are you satisfied?”
She responds, “He had a hat!”
H/t my dear friend Bill O.
~Eowyn

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5 responses to “The Jewish Grandmother

  1. Meshugana, yakne!

     
  2. Bubbeh balboste.

     
  3. And I thought I’d heard all the best Jewish jokes! This will now go to my closest friend who is a recalcitrant Jew, and has shared a lot of living time w/me. He’ll get a huge boost from it. Many thanks!

     
  4. As much humour often does, this gives us a lot of insight into the culture from which it came. I note that the girl has no vocation or profession.

     

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