A fifteen year old Amish boy and his father were in a mall for the first time. They were amazed by almost everything they saw, an obvious 'land of miracles' but they were especially fascinated by two shiny, silver walls that could move apart and then slide back together again.
The wide-eyed boy asked, 'What is this Father?'
The father (never having seen an elevator) responded, 'Son, I have never seen anything like this in my life, I don't know what it is.'
While the boy and his father were watching with amazement, a fat grey-haired old lady in a wheel chair rolled up to the moving walls and pressed the elevator button.
The walls opened, and the lady rolled between them into a small room. The walls closed, and the boy and his father watched the small numbers above the walls light up sequentially.
Fascinated, they silently continued to watch until it reached the last number 8, and then the numbers began to light up in the reverse order...7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, etc.
Finally the walls opened up again and a gorgeous 24-year-old blond stepped out.
The father, not taking his eyes off the young woman, grabbed his boy by his shoulder and said, quietly but with notable urgency .....
'Quick son! Go get your mother.'