Meyer, a lonely widower, was walking home one day. He was
wishing something wonderful would happen to his life when he
passed a pet store and heard a squawking voice shouting out in
Yiddish: "Quawwwwk...vus macht du...!" Meyer rubbed his eyes and
ears. He couldn't believe it! Meyer stood in front of an African
Grey that cocked his little head and said: "Vus? Kenst reddin
Yiddish?" In a matter of moments, Meyer purchased the bird and
carried the parrot home. All night long he talked with the
parrot...in Yiddish. The parrot listened while sharing some
walnuts. The next morning, Meyer began saying his prayers. The
parrot wanted to pray, too. Meyer hand made a miniature yamulke
for the parrot. The parrot also wanted to read Hebrew, so Meyer
spent months teaching him the Torah. On Rosh Hashanah, Meyer
rose, got dressed, and was about to leave when the parrot
demanded to go with him. Meyer explained that a synagogue was
not a place for a bird, but the parrot pleaded and was carried
to the synagogue on Meyer's shoul