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Once the Most Holy Virgin, holding the baby of Christ in the arms of the baby, decided to go down to the ground and visit a certain monastic monastery. The monks fulfilled the monks lined up in a row: each in turn went out to the Mother of God and showed his art in her honor: one read poems of his own composition, the other demonstrated deep knowledge of the Bible, the third listed the names of all saints. And so the brethren, in the midst of the forces and talents, honored the Virgin and the Baby of Jesus.

And the last was the humble and wretched nuns, who could not even harden by heart of the texts of the Holy Scriptures. His parents were uneducated people, performed in the circus, and they taught their son only juggling with balls and other tricks.

When the turn reached him, the monks wanted to stop the ceremony, because the poor Juggler could not say anything to the Most Holy Virgin, but to disgrace the monastery - quite. But with all his soul he felt the urgent need to convey to the Virgin and the baby some kind of particle of himself.

And so, embarrassed by the reproached glances of the brethren, he took out several oranges from his pocket and began to throw them and catch them, that is, to do the only thing he knew how to juggle.

And only at that moment a smile appeared on the lips of Christ, and he slammed his hands. And only to the poor juggler handed over the Most Holy Virgin of her son, trusting to hold him in her arms.