Two Bell Ringers
Posted: Thu May 26, 2005 12:21 pm
Long ago the great cathedral, Notre Dame, was in search of a bell ringer. It searched far and wide but few men wanted to work at such a great height and push the heavy bells to make them ring.
One day, Quasimodo appeared at the door of the abbott to apply for the job as bell ringer. He explained his qualifications to the abbott who replied, "my son, I realize you are very strong, you need this job and times are difficult now, but you have no arms." Quasimoto explained to the abbott he rings the bells by slamming his face into them.
Reluctantly, the abbott hires Quasimoto. Things go well for a week when one day poor Quasimoto loses his footing and falls several stories to the street below. A crowd gathers around the body. People ask "who is he." A young priest steps up, looks at the body and says, "I don't recall his name but his face rings a bell."
Days later Quasimoto's twin brother shows up to complete his brother's contract as bell ringer. Things go well for another week but, he too loses his footing and falls to his death to the streets below. Another crowd gathers around the body. Again the crowd wonders who could it be. The young priest happens by and says,
Are you ready for this?
"I don't recall his name but he's a dead ringer for his brother."
One day, Quasimodo appeared at the door of the abbott to apply for the job as bell ringer. He explained his qualifications to the abbott who replied, "my son, I realize you are very strong, you need this job and times are difficult now, but you have no arms." Quasimoto explained to the abbott he rings the bells by slamming his face into them.
Reluctantly, the abbott hires Quasimoto. Things go well for a week when one day poor Quasimoto loses his footing and falls several stories to the street below. A crowd gathers around the body. People ask "who is he." A young priest steps up, looks at the body and says, "I don't recall his name but his face rings a bell."
Days later Quasimoto's twin brother shows up to complete his brother's contract as bell ringer. Things go well for another week but, he too loses his footing and falls to his death to the streets below. Another crowd gathers around the body. Again the crowd wonders who could it be. The young priest happens by and says,
Are you ready for this?
"I don't recall his name but he's a dead ringer for his brother."