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And now, finally, the boy was ready. And so he hired the greatest builders in the world. And they built him a dish that was unbelievably gigantic, but paper thin…and as light as a feather. And the dish had hooks all over hit. And each hook held a chain. And each chain was fastened to a helicopter. “At last,” shouted the boy, “I can be a cush-maker!” And then the boy stood up. And he gave the signal. And the helicopters lifted the dish…and carried it high over to the ocean. And they let the dish go. And the dish glided. And the dish fell. And as it slipped into the water, it went…”cushhhhh!”

Village Stories  

We’d go to all the movies. Stevie, Howie...all of us Jewish Kids. We’d sit in the eighth row center...and throw candy at the screen. But Ess...

Village Stories  

We’d go to all the movies. Stevie, Howie...all of us Jewish Kids. We’d sit in the eighth row center...and throw candy at the screen. But Ess...