As retold by
Bruce Lowitt
A Native American boy returns from New York visit his parents on the
reservation.
""I've fallen in love. She's a nice Jewish girl."
"What?" the father exclaims. "You'll break your mother's heart
that you're not marrying a nice Indian girl. You know how the Jews are. They'll
feel the same way and you'll be ostracized by them and by our tribe, too."
"Don't worry, dad," the boy says. "Her parents understand the
situation and they've accepted me. In fact, they've already given her an
Indian name."
"Their daughter? Really? What?"
"Sitting Shiva."
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