One day, one of the Nuns in a local convent went rushing (She was so beset with anxiety that she forgot the 'never to run' ruling) to the Mother Superior's office.
Trembling a little, she tried to regain her composure, and tapped lightly on the door.
"Come in " Called Mother Theresa.
The poor little nun went into the office, wringing her hands "Oh, Mother Theresa,", she strated"There is something terrible, something awful has happened".
Mother Theresa look up and smiled at the novice "Do not fear My child, sit sdown and we shall talk about whatever is on your mind, that causes you so much distress".
The nun sat on the edge of the proffered seat and burst out "Mother Theresa, we have a case of syphylis in the convent".
Mother Theresa, wise in her years, leant back in her seat, gazed at the novice, smiled and replied "Oh that is wonderful news, I was getting fed up with the Beaujolais.":jiggy:
Trembling a little, she tried to regain her composure, and tapped lightly on the door.
"Come in " Called Mother Theresa.
The poor little nun went into the office, wringing her hands "Oh, Mother Theresa,", she strated"There is something terrible, something awful has happened".
Mother Theresa look up and smiled at the novice "Do not fear My child, sit sdown and we shall talk about whatever is on your mind, that causes you so much distress".
The nun sat on the edge of the proffered seat and burst out "Mother Theresa, we have a case of syphylis in the convent".
Mother Theresa, wise in her years, leant back in her seat, gazed at the novice, smiled and replied "Oh that is wonderful news, I was getting fed up with the Beaujolais.":jiggy:
