Kavetching

Clara Grace often listened to programs on public radio as she rode around town with her mommy and daddy. Up to Friday, November the tenth though, her parents were of the opinion that their little girl was interested more in the scenery outside the window than the riveting commentary that flowed from the speakers. That afternoon a commentator interviewed an expert on Yiddish customs and colloquialisms. When Clara Grace’s daddy pulled into the driveway and began unbuckling her seatbelt, the little girl bemoaned, “Oy daddy.” He smiled and asked, “Are you hungry, Clara Grace?” Oy, hungry,” his daughter kavetched.