In an ancient monastery in a faraway place, a new monk arrived to
join his brothers in copying books and scrolls in the monastery's
scriptorium.  He was assigned as a rubricator on copies of books
that
had already been copied by hand.  One day he asked Father Florian,

"Does not the copying by hand of other copies allow for chances of

error?  How do we know we are not copying the mistakes of someone
else.  Are they ever checked against the original?"

Father Florian was set back a bit by the obvious logical
observation
of this youthful monk.  "A very good point, my son.  I will take
one
of the latest books down to the vault and compare it to the
original."

Father Florian went down to the secured vault and began his
verification.  After a day had passed, the monks began to worry
and
went down looking for the old priest.  They were sure something
must
have happened.  As they approached the vault, they heard sobbing
and
crying.  When they opened the door, they found Father Florian
sobbing
over the new copy and the original ancient text, both of which
were
opened before him on the table.  It was obvious to all that the
poor
man had been crying his heart out for a long time.

"What is the problem, Reverend Father?" asked one  of the monks.

"Oh, my Lord," sobbed the priest, "the word is 'celebrate!'"
NOT CELEBATE