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Mr. Levine sent his only daughter to “finishing school” in Paris.
When she returned to Cleveland she married and in due course was taken to the maternity hospital.
When the obstetrician came to find out how she was doing, she moaned, “Mon dieu!  Mon dieu!”
“Doctor, quick, she is giving birth!” gasped her father in alarm.
The doctor indifferently shook his head and answered, “Not yet.”
An hour later the daughter wailed elegantly, "Sauvez moi, Docteur!”
“Doctor, quick, -- she is giving birth” gasped Mr. Levine frantically.
A few minutes later a piercing shriek rang through the hospital.
“Oy gevalt! Mama!”
“She is giving birth now!” said the doctor.

We learn so much in school and beyond that sometimes we forget who we are and where we come from. But it always comes back when need arises.  
Remember.

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