„What do you do?“ a young man asked
the beautiful girl he was dancing with. „I’m a nurse.“ „I wish I
could be ill and let you nurse me,“ he whispered in her ear. „That
would be miraculous. I work on the maternity ward.“
„What do you do?“ a young man asked
the beautiful girl he was dancing with. „I’m a nurse.“ „I wish I
could be ill and let you nurse me,“ he whispered in her ear. „That
would be miraculous. I work on the maternity ward.“