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A somewhat surreal conversation with my daughter last night:
“Papa, what’s yod?”
“What’s WHAT??”
“Yod!”
“I don’t know.”
Kid wanders off, and comes back 2 minutes later.
“What’s yod?”
“I don’t know. What do you mean by yod? I don’t know any such word.”
Kid sighs in exasperation (conveying depths of feeling only possible in the average 5 year old), and stalks off down the hallway…. singing the NZ National Anthem to herself:
“Yod of Nations, at thy feet, in the bonds of yove we meet”.
Ah… that Yod…
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