A very devout nun dies and goes to heaven. Upon arrival, she is greeted
by Saint Peter with ceremony and honor, and told she may immediately
have any wish she chooses while her place is being prepared for her.
She humbly and politely replies that she would like an audience with
the Holy Mother Mary, if this were possible. Peter agrees on the spot and
escorts her personally to a little door, hitherto unnoticed in the great vault of the firmament.
He knocks softly. There's a murmured reply from within. He opens the
door and indicates to his guest to enter. Within, sitting in a plain chair, is a middle-aged woman in the garb of the first century, engrossed in her knitting. The nun sits reverently for some time at Mary's feet and finally
gestures so as to ask a question.
Mary looks up from her knitting and indicates it's OK to ask. "Reverend
Mother, please tell me, you were chosen from all women to be the Mother of God, you -- a simple woman, I know -- but if you could, please,just give me an inkling of what it felt like when IT happened, when Lord Jesus was born?"
With a distant look in her eyes and a wrenching sigh, she replies, "Vell, Ich hob takkeh gevolt a maydel."
(For the Yiddish-impaired: "Well, I was really hoping for a girl.")
~Obiwan~
