One evening, Goldie Markowitz left dinner in the oven for a little bit too long and the kitchen filled with smoke — the smoke detector went off. Goldie searched the house for her children only to find them in the bathroom, washing their hands.

Over the loud buzzing of the smoke alarm, Goldie asked them to identify the sound.

“It’s the smoke detector,” they replied in unison.

“Do you know what that sound means?” Goldie demanded.

“Sure,” they replied. “Dinner’s ready.”


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