To Be a Nuyse

When we were growing up, my Gremma often told my sister and me that “to be a nuyse an mehry vit a docteh, deh mos vundahful tink in deh vuyld”.

My sister did become a nurse, but she grew tired of it.  Me, I hit the jackpot.  I got a doctor, a Jewish doctor, but he grew tired of me.

© 2012 Jaclyn Schrier. All rights reserved.

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