A French student decided to go to London
Once he spent a morning in the British Museum and felt tired and hungry. He decided to have a cup of tea and some eggs in the nearest restaurant. He went in and sat down at a table. The waitress came up to him and asked him what he wanted.
The student could not order what he wanted because he did not know the English word for eggs. Whay to do? He looked around him, but nobody was eating eggs.
Then he noticed a French illustrated magazine on the neighbouring table. There was a picture of a cock on its cover. He showed the priture to the waitress.
"How do you call this?" he asked.
"A rooster, sir", answered the waitress.
"And what do you call a rooster's wife?" was the next question.
"A hen, sir".
"And what do you call a hen's children?"
"Chickens, sir".
"And what do you call chickens before they are born?"
"Eggs, sir".
"Very well. Now bring me three eggs and a cup of tea, please," said the student.
Once he spent a morning in the British Museum and felt tired and hungry. He decided to have a cup of tea and some eggs in the nearest restaurant. He went in and sat down at a table. The waitress came up to him and asked him what he wanted.
The student could not order what he wanted because he did not know the English word for eggs. Whay to do? He looked around him, but nobody was eating eggs.
Then he noticed a French illustrated magazine on the neighbouring table. There was a picture of a cock on its cover. He showed the priture to the waitress.
"How do you call this?" he asked.
"A rooster, sir", answered the waitress.
"And what do you call a rooster's wife?" was the next question.
"A hen, sir".
"And what do you call a hen's children?"
"Chickens, sir".
"And what do you call chickens before they are born?"
"Eggs, sir".
"Very well. Now bring me three eggs and a cup of tea, please," said the student.
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