Miriam and Moishe were in despair. Their 3 year old son David still had not learned how to talk. Not a word had escaped through those now 3-year-old lips.

One Friday night at Shabbos dinner, David took a taste of his soup, and to their utter surprise and amazement, said: “You call this matzah ball soup? It tastes like tasteless mush!”

Miriam and Moishe sat there in shock, for this was not just their son’s first sentence, but the first words he ever uttered! Once the initial shock had subsided, Moishe asked,

“Tell me David, how come you never spoke until now?”

“I never had any reason to,” explained David, “There was nothing wrong with the soup until now.”