The first thing my chicken did when she hatched eggs last month was hyperventilate. This same chicken that, for the previous three weeks, had been sitting perfectly still with a look of determination, but as soon as there was suddenly peeping and miniature versions of herself running around underneath her, she was looking around in a panic, as if to say, “Now what?”

If you’re planning on getting married nowadays, you won’t get far without a shidduch resume. Ask anyone. Well, not anyone with a child of marriageable age, because none of those people had shidduch resumes. Nor did any gedolim.