Her grandson is playing in the water, while she is standing on the shore not wanting to get her feet wet, when all of a sudden, this huge wave appears from nowhere and crashes directly onto the spot where her grandson was paddling.
The water eventually recedes, and the boy is no longer there, he had been swept away by the force of the wave.
The grandma holds her hands to the sky, screams and cries:
Lord, my GOD, how could you do this to us?
Haven’t I been a wonderful grandmother?
Haven’t I been a wonderful mother?
Haven’t I kept a kosher home?
Haven’t I given to charity?
Haven’t I lit candles every Friday night?
Haven’t I tried my very best to live a life that you would be proud of?
Suddenly, a deep voice booms from the sky, “All right already!”
A moment later another huge wave appears out of nowhere and crashes on the beach.
As the water recedes, the boy is standing there. He is smiling and splashing around as if nothing had ever happened.
The voice booms again. “I have returned your grandson. Are you satisfied?”
The Jewish grandma responds, “He had a hat.”
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