This is my story: Dan Chaitowitz It was scrabble night, the night before the great shabbos.Two couples came over.They brought dictionaries and they brought vinyls. I brought the meat and i brought the beer. Steve,the ginger, and his sweetie Telri live in my block, two floors upwards.Theyre exposed to the Jewish way. Steve, he plays football with tzittzited throngs and yarmied lads. He works at a giant Health company. I diiscovered that not long ago, he saw the hoola hooped throngs on simchas torah and told me, gee, that looks fun and in my kitchen I offered him a drink. Apart from the timeless clock, there sits a calendar upon the wall. The Lunar it beamed. And he read the word slowly like a kid reader, leech lech ah. And he said, Yes, lech lecha. This weekend is the big Shabbos Project and on this weekend all the Jews in South Africa will hopefully attempt to keep the sabbath. There was a silence as he dragged his finger across the calendar in thought. and then he grinned and said, oh, so its like all the Jews will jump up at the same time, and hopefully the Earth will shift off its axis? A smile peeled at the edges of my mouth like the opening of the corner of a custard box and thinking how profound, all i could say was, kinda.
Posted on: Fri, 25 Oct 2013 07:05:32 +0000
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