Joke - Celebrate...

Celebrate

In an ancient monastery, a new monk arrived to dedicate his life to
subservient solitude and to join the others copying ancient records.
The first thing he noticed was that other monks were copying books
that had already been copied by hand for centuries.

The new monk had to speak up. "Forgive me, Brother Mark, but copying
other copies by hand allows many chances for error. How do we know
we aren't copying someone else's mistakes? Are they ever checked
against the originals?"

Brother Mark was startled! No one had ever suggested that before.

"Well, that is a good point, my son. I will take one of these latest books
down to the vault and study it against its original document." He went
deep into the vault where no one else was allowed to enter and started
to study.

The day passed and it was getting late in the evening. The monks were
getting worried about Brother Mark. Finally, the new monk started making
his way through the old vault and after he searched for a while, he
heard sobbing.

"Brother Mark?" he called.

The sobbing was louder as he came nearer. He finally found the old monk
sitting at a table with both the new copy and the original ancient book
in front of him. It was obvious that Brother Mark had been crying for a
long time.

"What is the matter?" asked the concerned new monk.

"Oh, my," sobbed Brother Mark, "the word is 'CELEBRATE'!"