Mr. Peterson, a tourist from Toronto, arrived in Israel.  In an airport taxi cab, Peterson asked the driver, "Say, is this really a healthful place?"

"It sure is," the cabby replied.  "When I came here I couldn't say one word.  I had hardly any hair on my head.  I didn't have the strength to walk across a room, and I had to be lifted out of bed!"

"That's wonderful!" said the tourist, "How long have you been here?"

. . . . . . . "I was born here."