The last few days of Chanukah, plus the following two days, have been great. I’ve lit my chanukiah every night, eaten one fancy sufgania from Roladin (a fantastic bakery!), studied a wide array of topics at the yeshiva, prepared for going to Poland, and planned more of winter break. Yay!!
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Last Shabbat, we had an addition to our usual schedule (light candles, leave for shuls, dinner, tisch, shoko b’sakit (chocolate milk in a bag) and cake breakfast, leave for shuls, lunch, parshat hashavua (discussion on weekly Torah portion), mincha (afternoon prayer service), seudah shlishit (3rd meal for Shabbat), ma’ariv (evening prayer service), havdallah (service for transitioning from Shabbat to the rest of the week). This addition was a guided meditation, led by me. This past summer during Or Tzedek (a Jewish social justice program in which I’ve participated for the past 3 years), we had an activity with someone from the Center for Jewish Mindfulness and meditated. Then, during Shabbat, one of our madrichot led a guided meditation focused on the 4 letters of G-d’s name and the body. I took what I remembered from this latter meditation, and wrote a new one. I taught the meditating techniques to the small group that came, and in the end, everyone had a great experience.
After Shabbat, Julia and I made considerable progress in planning winter break. I’m getting extremely excited for everything we’re going to do, but there’s still a lot to plan.
Saturday night, it started raining pretty hard, which is great because we haven’t had much rain yet this year. The rain continued for all of Sunday. On Sunday, I went to Yad VaShem (the Israeli Holocaust museum). Walking to the light rail to take me there, I finally saw how important it is for the paths in the streets to be designed as they are: most of the stones are lengthwise going across the width of the path, but in the middle of the path is a line of stones perpendicular to the others, and the path has a slight V-shape, so all of the water flows down the middle row and there is less flooding. But, there was so much rain, that this couldn’t stop you from getting wet. I passed a man-hole that was so full of water it was like a whale’s blowhole.
While I tried to find someone to come with me to Yad Vashem (a big group went a week before, and most people had classes or big papers), I am happy to have gone alone. I was able to speed through the main museum exhibit, walk around to see the all of the monuments, and still have a couple hours in the library. Two quotes from the museum section stuck out to me. I feel these two really show how human life should be valued.
“Don’t rush to fight and die…we need to save lives. It is more important to save Jews than to kill Germans.” ~Tuvia Bielski
“I do not know what a Jew is, we only know what human beings are.” ~Pastor Andre Trocme (August 10, 1942)
In the library, I studied how much Janusz Korczak valued life, as well as his other great values and work. Anyone can use the archives at Yad Vashem, so I did research on Korczak for my presentation in Poland. On Monday, I continued to research with Gila (my partner for the presentation) at Hebrew U. I skimmed through his Ghetto Diary and a parenting book he wrote called Loving Every Child. He was an amazing person in nearly every way. As this is already a considerably long post, I’m not going to give the details about his life right now, but please comment if you want to learn more about Korczak in another post.Sunday night, though I did not think I would, I ended up celebrating Christmas. With about half of the Kfar track, I went for Chinese food.
Tuesday was an event-filled day. In the morning, we Nativ yeshiva students went to Yad Lakashish. Here, elderly individuals (most around age 75-80) have different workshops, including making recycled paper, making things from the paper, painting Jewish items like tallitot and challah covers, metal-works, knitting toys, and ceramics. We went to visit each workshop and light Chanukah candles for each group and talk a little with the people there. Then we visited the gift shop to see their final products, and most of us bought gifts to support them.
After this, I had my most Chanukah-y meal: a latke (which was not served with apple sauce or sour cream, like in the U.S., but rather with a pickle) and a sufgania. For weeks, I have seen the sufganiot of Roladin, but always resisted. They have sufganiot that you squeeze a small amount of whiskey, vodka, or just chocolate into, sufganiot filled with different creams, and the most common strawberry jelly filled sufganiot. I got a pistachio cream sufgania, and could not have been happier. Perhaps this was not the healthiest lunch I could eat, but it was something I had to do.
That night was the last night of Chanukah. For Erev Nativ, Yossi went over the schedule for the next few weeks, including all of the information on packing we will need. We have our 2-week break, Israel Experience Week/Poland, a 3-day Israel Today seminar, and a 6-day tiyul (staying overnight at a kibbutz) near Eilat (I’m glad I’m not going to Eilat over break because during the tiyul I’ll have the opportunity to do the water sports I want to do), and then we go to our second semester locations. For packing, we need to pack up everything we won’t need until we’re at the second semester locations to not see until then, and then have different bags for everything we’ll need before then. After receiving this information, we walked to the Old City to see a light show, which told the history of Jerusalem. Walking there, we saw a Chasidic man juggling torches on a unicycle! It was cool, but I was so tired, I really would have preferred to have been watching a movie in my bed; although, some people absolutely loved the show.
On Wednesday, I went to visit my aunt’s friend who moved to Jerusalem from Milwaukee a few years ago. When I saw Nativers when coming back to base, I was asked what I had been up to, and I told everyone that I was with “the sweetest old lady of all time,” because that is 100% accurate. It also turns out that I met her during my first Shabbat on Nativ, because she is the greeter Saturday morning for Moreshet Yisrael (the Conservative shul in our complex).
Finally, last night was the greatest. I went to Shirat Yerushalayim Hall for my cousin’s wife’s sister’s wedding to babysit my 5 and a half-month-old cousin Sima! This was the first time I met Sima, and I’m excited to say I met her before my mom did. She is the most adorable baby! Twice, she fell asleep in my arms. It was also great to talk to my cousins a little, but they (especially Tamar, the bride’s sister) were busy dancing, socializing, and doing whatever the bride and groom needed. I met a few girls my age who last year had the bride as their madricha, but spent most of my time talking with the other babysitters (students of the groom’s mom). Together we had 5 kids, 3 of whom were born on 3 consecutive days (Sima is the oldest of these 3), but there were a lot of other babies around. At one point, I went into the dancing section with Sima, along with others with babies, holding paper flowers, and with a sign that said, “If dodas [aunts] were flowers, we’d pick you!” Babies and weddings are a lot of fun.
Trivia: So what were my yeshiva classes from this past week? Midrashim on Chanukah, keeping kosher in a non-kosher world, Jewish medical ethics (part I, overview), meaning behind Israeli Chanukah songs, "Broken Tablets, Forgotten Torah, Machloket: The Creative Value of Loss," Jewish medical ethics (part II, beginning of life issues), the “stubborn and rebellious son,” and “Ask the Rosh Yeshiva.”