9/11 thoughts on the heroes of the day

Like everyone else, I clearly remember where I was when it happened. I was living in Israel at the time, married but no children yet. I worked full time as a cashier in a busy supermarket. I had heard about it from my husband who called me at work. We knew a plane hit the towers but we still thought it was an accident. I came home and since we had no internet or TV, I asked my neighbor if I could come over and watch the news on her TV. While we were watching, we saw the most horrific thing which was the second plane plunging into the second tower. By now it was apparent it was a terror attack. We watched the news in morbid fascination, not believing this happened. The whole afternoon I was in a daze like everyone else. This was a world tragedy. Everyone knew at least someone who was in some way related to a victim.
And then, the heroes. The ones who lost their lives trying to save others. They are the ones we remember too, every year. I just wanted to give a little shout out to an organization belonging to us ultra-orthodox Jews. We have our own volunteer EMS service called Hatzalah which operates in the Jewish areas. Though they primarily service the Jews they will never ignore a plea for help from anyone, Jewish or not. When they heard about the disaster happening in New York, they didn’t think twice and raced to the scene, putting themselves in danger to save fellow humans.  I think they deserve this shout out especially as they didn’t *have* to go since they’re not the official first responders. But they’re all about saving lives so whether there were Jews involved or not, it was a national tragedy and they just did what anyone else in their position would have done.
Hatzalah, thanks for extending yourselves to your fellow Jews and to each and every human that needs help. On 9/11 you made the Jewish world proud. A beacon of light among many others on that otherwise bleak day.
May G-d repay you all.

I Didn’t Cry When They Told Me My Son Would Die

Death. I didn’t have much experience with it growing up. My grandfather died when I was 18. Up to that point, death had been something that happened to other people. It shocked us when he died, suddenly and peacefully in his sleep. He was a lovely person, and I miss him to this day.

Life goes on as they say, and it did.

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The first day of school

The first of september….bringing a thrill to parents everywhere. (Well, almost everywhere, I only found out recently that not everyone starts school at the 1st of September)

My daughter started third grade today. Doesn’t matter which class they go in, there is always the anxiety when you send your child off. So many questions. Will they hit it off with the teacher? Will they succeed? Will they be happy?

When my daughter came home at the end of the day, I eagerly awaited her report. She came home with a big smile on her face which put me at ease before she even opened her mouth. Yes, she liked both her teacher for Jewish studies and her teacher for non Jewish studies. Phew! Let’s hope she will go as happily to school every day as she went today!

My son (who has HFA) started yesterday. He is now in high school called Yeshivah. There are only Jewish studies from now on and the schedule is very heavy. He has to be at the synagogue at 7.15 am for prayers and then starts yeshivah until 1.15 PM. he has a break until 3 PM where he starts again until 8.30 PM. He eats supper in yeshivah.

He was very nervous to start as he grappled with issues like; will the boys tease him? Will they ignore him? Will he have a good seatmate?

My stomach turned when I saw him off with a prayer. I was anxiously awaiting his return. When he came home he was smiling from ear to ear. He had a great seatmate, his classmates greeted him nicely and according to him, the first day was a succes! Second phew!

The dreaded first day is over and I pray for a successful year for both of them!

How did your kids’ first day go?

ThursdayTidbits: prayer 

Men and boys from 13 yrs old have to pray with a minimum of 10 men called a minyan. They have to do whatever they can not to miss praying with a minyan. There are 3 prayers a day: morning, afternoon and night. 

When we go on vacation, we can only go to places that have a minimum of 10 men so that a minyan can be formed. That’s why you usually find groups of Jews vacationing together. 😀

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Thursday tidbits

Every Thursday I share an interesting tidbit that you might not have known about Ultra Orthodox Judaism on my FB page. Since not everyone follows me on there, I thought I’ll start sharing them here too! Remember that there are many kinds of Jews and I belong to the strictest sect (Hasidic) so my experience is not everybody else’s experience.🙂

Foodwise: We eat only Kosher which is not easy sometimes: It’s MUCH more expensive, I cannot travel everywhere I want, either I am taking all my food along or I need a place where Kosher food is available. Most non Jews don’t understand why we need big freezers when we go on vacation 😛 (we bring lots of pre-cooked food)
There are levels of Kosher and we are the strictest. We don’t eat all Kosher certifications., just the ones we trust.
We also don’t mix milk and meat. If we eat meat, we wait a certain amount of hours to eat milky. (We wait 6 hours, some wait less). For the opposite, we wait 30 min. Our kitchens have 2 sinks and 2 counters, one for milky and one for meat. Everything is separated; cutlery, tablecloths and all.

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Prayers needed

Tomorrow morning my 3 year old nephew who was diagnosed 6 months ago with Neuroblastoma is undergoing a complicated and very long surgery to try and remove the tumor which is wrapped around many organs including the aorta and the kidneys. It’s a delicate procedure as it involves sensitive places. We can use all the prayers and good thoughts we can get.

I will keep you updated!

Thank you!

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