The King's Rules




	Once upon a time in a far away land there lived a king who had a Jewish
	advisor.  The king relied so much on the wisdom of his Jewish advisor
	that one day he decided to elevate him to his head advisor.  After it was
	announced, the other advisors objected.  After all, "It was bad enough,"  they
	complained, "just to sit in counsel with a Jew.  But to allow one to
	'Lord it over them,'  was just too much to bear."

	Being a compassionate ruler, the King agreed with them, and ordered the
	Jew to convert.  What could the Jew do?   One had to obey the King, and so he
	did.

	As soon as the act was done the Jew felt great remorse for this terrible
	decision.  As days became weeks, his remorse turned to despondency, and as weeks 
	become months his mental depression took its toll on his physical health.  He 
	became weaker and weaker.   Finally he could stand it no longer.   His mind was 
	made up.  

	He burst in on the King and cried,  "I was born a Jew  and a Jew I must
	be.  Do what you want with me, but I can no longer deny my faith."

	The King was very surprised.  He had no idea that the Jew felt so
	strongly about it. "Well if that is how you feel," he said,  "then the other
	advisors will just have to learn to live with it.  Your counsel is much too
	important to me to do without.  Go and be a Jew again," he said.

	The Jew felt so elated.  He hurried back home to tell the good news to
	his family.  He felt the strength surge back into his body as he ran. 
	Finally he burst into the house and called out to his wife. 
	
	"Rifka, Rifka, we can be Jews again, we can be Jews again."   His wife
	GLARED back at him angrily and said,  "You  couldn't  wait until  after
	Passover?"
	





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