Hi Everyone,
    INow I know this is off topic, but since I wanted to share a good laugh
with all of you, I thought you would enjoy this medicine from a merry heart.

I needed this laugh.  Hope you  will too.
Vinny
----- Original Message -----
From: "R&S Annett" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <Undisclosed-Recipient:@mail.pris.bc.ca;>
Sent: Saturday, November 15, 2003 1:19 PM
Subject: Fw: The Middle Wife (priceless)


> Isn't this about the cutest thing?
>
>  How would you like to be this teacher? A grammar school teacher from
>  Miami,
>   remembers this Oscar-worthy birth tableau from one of her students...
>
> "I've been teaching now for about fifteen years. I have two kids myself,
>  but the best birth story I know is the one I saw in my own second-grade
> classroom  a few years back. When I was a kid, I loved show-and-tell. So I
> always have a  few sessions with my students. It helps them get over
>  shyness and experience a  little public speaking. And it gives me a break
> and some
>  guaranteed entertainment.
>
> Usually, show-and-tell is pretty tame. Kids bring in pet turtles,  model
>  airplanes, pictures of fish they catch, stuff like that. And I never,
ever
>  place > any boundaries or limitations on them. If they want to lug it to
>  school and talk about it, they're welcome.
>
>  Well, one day this little girl, Erica, a very bright, very outgoing kid,
>  takes her turn and waddles up to the front of the class with a pillow
>  stuffed under her sweater. She holds up a snapshot of an infant. "This is
>  Luke, my baby brother, and I'm going to tell you about his birthday.
>  First  Mom and Dad made him as a symbol of their love, and then Dad put a
> seed in
>  my Mom's stomach, and Luke grew in there. He ate for nine months through
>  an  umbrella cord."
>
> She's standing there with her hands on the pillow, and I'm trying not to
>  laugh and wishing I had my camcorder with me. The kids are watching her
in
> amazement. "Then, about two Saturdays ago, my Mom starts crying and going,
> "Oh,oh, oh!'" Erica puts a hand behind her back and groans. "She walked
>  around the house for, like an hour, 'Oh, oh, oh!'" Now the kid's doing
this
>  hysterical duck walk, holding her back and groaning.
>
>  "My Dad called the middle wife. She delivers babies, but she doesn't have
a
>  sign on the car like the Domino's man. They got my Mom to lie down in bed
>  like this." Erica lies down with her back against the wall. "And then,
> pop!
>  My Mom had this bag of water she kept in there in case he got thirsty,
and
>  it just blew up and spilled all over the bed, like psshhheew!" This kid
has
>  her legs spread and with her little hands  miming water flowing away. It
> was
>  too much! "Then the middle wife starts saying 'push, push, and breathe,
>  breathe.'" "They started counting, but never even got past ten." "Then,
all
>  of a sudden, out comes my brother. He was covered in yucky stuff they all
>  said was from Mom's play-center, so there must be a lot of stuff inside
> there."
>
>  Then Erica stood up, took a big theatrical bow and returned to her seat.
> I'm
>  sure I applauded the loudest. Ever since then, if it's show-and-tell day,
I
>  bring my camcorder, just in case another Erica comes along.
>
>  Life is meant to be lived . . . enjoy.
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