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A new monk arrived in an ancient monastery to join his brothers in
copying books and scrolls in the monastery's scriptorium. He was
assigned to be a replicator on copies of books that had already been
copied by hand.

One day, he asked Father Florian, "Does not the copying by hand of
other copies allow for error? How do we know we are not copying
the mistakes of someone else? Are they ever checked against
the original?"

Father Florian was taken aback by the observation of this
youthful monk.

"A very good point, my son. I will take one of the latest
books down to the vault and compare it against the original."
Father Florian went down to the vault and began his verification.

After a day had passed, the monks began to worry and went down
looking for the old priest. As they approached the vault, they heard
crying. When they opened the door, they found Father Florian
sobbing over the new copy and the original ancient book

"What is the problem, Reverend Father?" asked one of the monks.

"Oh, my God, my God," sobbed the priest. "In the ancient book of
the sacred rites of priesthood... the word is 'celebrate'."

 

 

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