One of my former students had her bat mitzvah service this weekend, which is what’s been keeping me busy all day.
The big surprise of the day was seeing my former rabbi and rebbetzin when I walked in. Apparently, they decided yesterday to stop by on their way to relatives. It was a very, very pleasant surprise, one that tickled me even more as I saw the surprised looks on the faces of the various congregants who had managed to force him out before they got their expressions under control.
My reaction? It’s the first time I ever entered a synagogue and said, “Holy crap!”
Oops. I’ll repent for that one on Yom Kippur.
It was wonderful to hear his voice during services again.
Hannah did a great job. I think what I like most about seeing my former students is watching them enter new stages and phases of their lives. She’s becoming quite the teenaged girl, and her friends are cute and funny. Yes, even the one who talked to the flowers. (Why? Because she’s thirteen.)
This post made me smile.
Well, good, because the whole day made me smile. Particularly meeting the girl who talks to flowers. Sample conversation: “Do you eat Jewish food?” “What kind of question is that? Jewish food? What’s Jewish food?” I pointed out that she actually had a valid point about kashrut, but that she also had absolutely no tact. She laughed. I found her utterly charming.