Once upon a time, a powerful Emperor of the Rising Sun advertised for a new Chief Samurai. After a year, only three applied for the job: a Japanese, a Chinese and a Jewish Samurai.
"Demonstrate your skills!" commanded the emperor.
The Japanese samurai stepped forward, opened a tiny box and released a fly. He drew his samurai sword and *Swish!* the fly fell to the floor, neatly divided in two!
"What a feat!" said the emperor. "Number Two Samurai, show me what you do."
The Chinese samurai smiled confidently, stepped forward and opened a tiny box, releasing a fly. He drew his samurai sword and *Swish! *Swish!* The fly fell to the floor neatly quartered.
"That is skill!" nodded the emperor. "How are you going to top that, Number three Samurai?"
The Jewish samurai, Hiroshi Cohen, stepped forward, opened a tiny box releasing one fly, drew his samurai sword and *Swoosh!* flourished his sword mightily, but the fly was still buzzing around!
In disappointment, the emperor said, "What kind of skill is that?? The fly isn't even dead."
"Dead?" replied Cohen in contempt. "Dead is easy. Now circumcision, that takes skill."
The eaglets were preparing to leave the nest and fly out into the world when their grandfather happened by.
He perched on the side of the nest to wish them well. The eaglets asked what grandfather liked to eat most.
"That'd have to be salmon, or maybe trout. Oh, one day soon you'll find out!"
A granddaughter asked, "What do you usually eat?"
"Rabbits are always good, and squirrels, you've seen squirrels?"
"Sure, we see a lot, running around on the branches."
"Keep an eye out, because those are tasty." Said the grand old eagle.
"An eagle-eye," a smart-mouthed grandson said, and was immediately smacked.
The granddaughter asked, "Birds, what about birds, do we eat those?"
"Well some, sure. Seagulls, those are fine, and pretty easy to catch." Answered the great eagle.
A grandson asked, "There's a big white bird with long legs, it lives by rivers and streams, do you know? Do you eat those?"
"I think you mean egrets?" his grandfather asked.
"That's right, egrets, have you eaten a lot of those?"
"Egrets, I've had a few, but then again, too few to mention."
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