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51 – Situations: Any Love That Depends Upon Something

Review: Last week’s stretch of the week was:  Try to understand what’s behind an angry response and replace it with a calmer one. Please allow ONE person to share her experience with this exercise for ONE minute. Lesson #51 PIRKAY AVOS–ETHICS OF OUR FATHERS Any Love That Depends Upon Something Kol Ahava She’Hee T’luya B’Davar Perek Hai, Mishna Yud Tes Story:  My former roommate married into a wealthy family.  Her spacious home is tastefully decorated, and not at all ostentatious, but clearly a step above the homes of most of our peers.  Although she doesn’t work outside the home, Miriam is always extremely busy with her family, community projects and social activities. I am glad to have maintained a friendship with Miriam over the years, but often feel less than perfect in her company.  I don’t work outside the home either but am somehow always completely overwhelmed.  The bills, the dishes, the laundry are catalysts for seemingly endless piles on the kitchen counter as well as multiple discussions with my husband about how to make ends meet.  Last summer, as the month of August approached, conversations about carpools for the school year began to unfold.  My oldest child was only seven and I also had a five year old, three-year-old twins and a newborn.  That being said, I needed to pick up all of my children from school and playgroup with an infant in tow.  Although a stay at home mother, Miriam had a live-in nanny and often enjoyed the freedom of shopping trips, classes and a weekly date night with her husband. For me a babysitter is a luxury, reserved only for the occasional simcha or emergency.  Date night is a distant memory from when we were first married, and classes with a colicky newborn were out of the question.  The twins only went to playgroup until noon three days per week so I really needed the other mornings to keep the house together. I walked my children to and from their backyard camps, grateful that they were able to attend for at least a part of the day, pushing the baby in a stroller.  I knew that this routine would not be so easy once school started earlier and cold weather set in. One day I ran into Miriam at the bakery and she suggested a carpool arrangement.  She would drive my older children home Mondays and Wednesdays, I could drive Tuesdays and Thursdays and we could alternate on Fridays.  The problem was that I had no seats in my car for Miriam’s children because all of my kids would be in the car.  This wasn’t an issue for Miriam since she had a nanny and did not have to bring her other children with her to drive carpool. I would have been so grateful to have any help at all and not have to schlep three cranky younger children to do carpool, even if for only a couple of days a week.  I felt resentful of Miriam.  I thought to myself, “She has full time help and never has to schlep her kids anywhere.  What is the big deal for her to pick up her own kids?  She could easily drive an empty car every afternoon and take my kids home.  My house is on the way.  I would be happy to share the days, but have no room in my car.  Why can’t she just help me out?” I politely reminded Miriam about the issue of having no spaces in my van and asked her for advice.  I secretly hoped that she would offer to bring my children home since she does chessed often and it was pretty obvious to anyone that this would be a big one. Miriam said that she understood and wished me the best in finding a carpool situation that worked for me.  I was smiling on the outside but fuming on the inside.  “Doesn’t she understand that help with carpool would mean so much to me?  Is it such a big deal?” I thought about it for a moment. It likely is a big deal to her. Maybe she needs help because is truly overwhelmed by the day to day routine of cooking, cleaning and carpool. Maybe she secretly envies me because somehow I do manage it all. As I was contemplating this Miriam said, “Rebecca, the nanny is off tonight and David and I always have date night on Thursdays.  Would you mind if I drop my kids at your house for a couple of hours tonight?  “Sure Miriam,” I smiled.  “No problem.” For me, I reminded myself, it really wasn’t. Pirkay Avos: “Kol ahava she’hee t’luya b’davar, batel davar, b’taila ahava, v’she’aina t’luya badavar, aina b’taila l’olam…“ “Any love that depends upon something, when that thing ceases, the love will cease.  But if it is not dependent on anything, it will never cease…“(Perek Hai, Mishna Yud Tes). In Lashon HaKodesh, and as it is used in our mishna, love refers to a closeness, a connection, meaning that two people who love each other intensely consider themselves like one unit.  Indeed, the numerical value of the word ahava, love, is equal to the numerical value of echad, one.  Both are thirteen.  Thus, when a person feels love for Torah, for wisdom, and acts of kindness, he feels that these are a part of who he is. Rabbainu Ovadia of Bartenura defines a love dependent on something as a love for something physical, such as physical beauty, strength and wealth.  None of these are permanent.  Contrarily, any love dependent upon something eternal and unchanging may be defined as being “not dependent on anything.”  For example, a person’s love for those who are wise and righteous will endure because he loves their wisdom and righteousness.  Even if a person ages, changes, or passes away, the love of wisdom and righteousness does not change. Tiferes Yisrael defines “love dependent on something” as any love that is responsive to a cause; when the cause ceases,

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52 – Situations: [He] Shares The Burden Of His Colleague

Review: Last week’s stretch of the week was:  Find out what would be a true chessed for someone you do not naturally feel close to and do it for that person even if it will cause you a minor amount of inconvenience or discomfort. Please allow ONE person to share her experience with this exercise for ONE minute.  Lesson #52 PIRKAY AVOS–ETHICS OF OUR FATHERS [He] Shares The Burden Of His Colleague No’say B’Ole Im Chavayro Perek Vav, Mishna Vav Story:  (based on a true story) I was someone who might have been considered an “older single”, not having found my soul mate until my late thirties.  One by one, my closest friends got married while I was still serial dating throughout my twenties . . . and thirties.  At the announcement of every engagement, I was genuinely happy for my girlfriends, despite the gnawing feeling caused by being “always a bridesmaid and never a bride”. Finally, at the wedding at one of my friends, I was introduced to Jacob, a wonderful, intelligent and sensitive accountant from my hometown.  We were married six months later and I can say with absolute certainty that he was worth the wait!  Five years later, I am a grateful mother of three happy, healthy children and we are a family that is firmly rooted in a growing Jewish community. One of my friends from college, Sarah, lives close by and is a frequent guest in our home.  She is an attractive, successful attorney who is great with kids and keeps busy with work and social events.  That being said, although she desperately wants to be married and start a family, she has not been able to “find the right one”.  Over the years I have tried to set her up a couple of times with men from my husband’s office or other singles in town, but Sarah is never interested.  There is always an issue . . . “there’s no chemistry”, “he’s unemployed”, “he’s divorced”, etc.  Often her points seem valid but, admittedly, I had stopped making a strong effort to suggest new potential matches, anticipating another negative reaction to my latest idea. Sarah often offers to babysit so my husband and I can go out at night.  Our kids love her and she works on her laptop after they go to sleep so it works out well for everyone.  Last Thursday was our wedding anniversary and Sarah arrived just after we had settled the kids in bed.  We were on our way to catch a concert in the city and, after thanking Sarah profusely, rushed out the door in anticipation of a fabulous evening. Once we had turned the corner, I realized that I had left the concert tickets at home.  I asked Jacob to drive back and wait in the car so I could run back inside.  When I entered the house, I found Sarah crying quietly, with her head in her hands, at the kitchen table.  When I asked her what was wrong she said, “It’s me.  There’s something wrong with me.  There must be because I just can’t find the right guy.  I can’t take driving home to an empty apartment anymore.  Is this what the rest of my life is going to be like?”  I realized that I could not leave my friend in this state, but also remembered my husband sitting in the car waiting to start our date. I poured Sarah a glass of water and told her I would be right back, her sobs growing louder as I walked into the living room to call Jacob and explain the situation.  We quickly agreed that I needed to stay and be with my friend.  Jacob quietly came back inside through the garage door and went upstairs to give us some privacy, while Sarah and I stayed up through the night.  We talked about what might be holding her back.  She agreed to be more open-minded about suggestions and that we would work through the issues that seemed to be obstacles as they arose.  I resolved to make a concerted effort to help her through this and reignite my efforts to find her a match, instead of avoiding the subject. I’m not sure when Sarah’s husband will arrive but I hope that it will be soon.  Her loneliness serves as a reminder to be grateful for my husband and children.  Through my relationship with Sarah, I am further reminded that we are all one people and that, if one of us is suffering, it is as if all of the Jewish people are suffering.  The price of the concert tickets was a small one to pay for these spiritual reminders.  After all, a few short years ago, it could have easily been me crying, with my head in my hands, at someone else’s kitchen table. Pirkay Avos: “…V’haTorah niknais b’arba’im u’sh’mo’ne d’vorim…no’say b’ole im chavayro…“ “…and the Torah is acquired with forty-eight things…[he] shares the burden of his colleague…“(Perek Vav, Mishna Vav).A person who shares the burden of his colleague delves into the viewpoint of a dissenting colleague and tries to understand his reasoning. Thus we often find in the Talmud that an a’mora resolves a question directed at his disputant.  For instance, “Abaye explained something according to the viewpoint of Rava” (Shabbos 52b etc.) (Ruach HaChaim).  A person who shares the burden of his colleague empathizes with him, desires his success as much as he desires his own, and averts his eyes from his colleague’s flaws.  But what is the connection between that and acquiring Torah?  The answer is that Torah is given to the Jewish people as a whole, and not to any single individual.  Therefore, in order to attain the Torah, a person must be part of a community. Moshe Rabbainu was a prime example of a person who shares the burden of his colleague when he was still a privileged young prince in the house of Par’o.  When Moshe learned of the decrees that

Take a Deeper Look - Part II

TDL 1: Love Your Fellow Jew as You Love Yourself part 1

Review: Last week’s Stretch of the Week:   Have the courage to apologize to someone you have wronged in any way. Please allow ONE person to share her experience with this exercise for ONE minute. Taking A Deeper Look Lesson #1 LOVE YOUR FELLOW JEW AS YOU LOVE YOURSELF PART 1 – Centrality of the Mitzvah Halacha: The Sages considered the mitzvah of loving one’s fellow Jew as one loves himself as the most important commandment in the entire Torah. This mitzvah is closely connected to almost every commandment concerning human relationships. Examples include; prohibitions against stealing, damaging property or personal reputation, adultery, speaking negatively about others, etc. Conversely, when we fulfill any one of the positive commandments – such as saving a life, returning lost property, honoring parents, visiting the sick, hosting guests, comforting mourners, attending to the burial of the dead, etc. – we also fulfill the mitzvah of loving one’s fellow Jew. In order to fulfill this obligation properly, it is not enough to consider how you, considering your own strengths and weaknesses, might feel under the circumstances.  For example you may be thick-skinned and truly do not mind when others kid you about your faults.  That does not give you license to joke at another person’s expense, rationalizing that “I wouldn’t care if he treated me that way.”  Rather, you must empathize with others and act accordingly. In sum: As summer approaches, and the Jewish people mourn the destruction of our holy Temple, this is an appropriate time to reflect upon the message of the Three Weeks. The First Temple was destroyed because during its existence there were three sins:  idolatry, immorality and bloodshed. During the period of the Second Temple, although the Jewish people studied Torah and performed positive commandments, it was also destroyed because there was purposeless hatred among them. During the period of the Second Temple the Jewish people were united.  G-d could still ask, “Who is like My people Israel, one nation on earth?”  The Temple served as the symbol of their unity because they brought all offerings to the same place and used the same priests.  When they descended to petty bickering and hatred, they forfeited their claim to protection from the Almighty.  Our Sages say “If a generation does not merit to see the Temple rebuilt, that generation is considered to have caused the Temple’s destruction!” Thankfully, we are seeing so many signs that we are living in Messianic times.  Let us bring the redemption closer by focusing on the loving one’s fellow Jew as we love ourselves, especially during this time, as an antidote to the baseless hatred which caused the destruction. (Sources:  The Code of Jewish Conduct by Rabbi Yitzchok Silver, Chapters of the Fathers by Rabbi P. Kehati, Love Your Neighbor by Rabbi Zelig Pliskin, Gifts for the Soul by Rabbi Moshe Avidan, and Overview to Megillas Eicha by Rabbi N. Scherman). Story:  Isaac was a typical Jewish teenager. He earned decent grades, was well liked by his friends, and had a real passion for basketball.  His friends were all like him, “good” boys from “good” families.  Having grown up in an affluent Jewish community, none of the boys had ever really experienced any major challenges in their lives. The boys practiced basketball every day at the same time. Every day before practice began, Isaac would lift up his eyes to the tenement building closest to the basketball court, and acknowledge the old face watching from behind the curtain.  No matter what day of the week, no matter what time of day, every time he looked up, the old woman was there, watching them. One day Isaac looked up and noticed that there was no one at the window.  He checked again but only saw the old, frayed curtain fluttering in the breeze.  He had feeling that something was wrong.  For years the boys had been playing on the same court and the lady had been there for every practice. Isaac could barely concentrate on his game. He did not know what to do.  On the one hand maybe something was wrong, on the other hand what difference did it make to him? This woman was a stranger, and what could he do anyway?  Then he remembered his mother’s Ahavas Yisrael study group talking about the importance of extending oneself to help others. As soon as the game finished, Isaac found himself climbing the stairs to the apartment, quickly, before he could change his mind.  He knocked on the door.  At first he heard only silence but then it seemed that he could hear faint cries.  Isaac immediately called the police who broke down the door and found the woman lying on the floor where she had fallen and unable to move since the previous night. Isaac stayed until the lady’s daughter arrived.  After watching them leave in the ambulance, he experienced the joy that accompanies truly having extended oneself to help someone in need. Discussion Question Options: 1.    How can we increase our awareness of the needs of others? 2.    In what ways can we increase our love for our fellow Jews in the world? 3.   Why does it often feel so difficult to extend ourselves beyond what feels comfortable for us? Stretch of the Week: Think of any mitzvah of loving one’s fellow Jew as you love yourself.  Be sure to perform this mitzvah at least once this week.

Take a Deeper Look - Part II

TDL 2: Love Your Fellow Jew as You Love Yourself part 2

Review: Last week’s stretch of the week was: Think of any mitzvah of V’Ahavta L’Rayacha KaMocha.  Be sure to perform this mitzvah at least once this week. Please allow ONE person to share her experience with this exercise for ONE minute.  Taking A Deeper Look – Lesson #2 LOVE YOUR FELLOW JEW AS YOU LOVE YOURSELF  (PART 2 – Priorities in the Mitzvah)   Halacha:  While everyone is obligated to treat others as we would like to be treated, the Torah provides us with certain guidelines and rules of precedence to use when two different acts of kindness conflict with each other.  The rules are categorized as follows:    YOUR LIFE COMES FIRST  Although the commandment requires us to be genuinely concerned for another person’s needs, there is a different aspect that limits this concern to a certain extent: “and your brother shall live with you” (Vayikra 25:36).  Our Sages deduce from these words that your life takes precedence over your friend’s life.  Therefore, when helping others may cause harm to us, we act in accordance with this principle.    Consider the example of two people who are traveling through the desert, and only one of them has a flask of water.  If they both drink from it, they will both die of thirst; but if only one drinks from it, he will reach a settlement and survive.  The Torah teaches us that, in this case, the owner of the water should drink it all in order to save himself in the long run, rather than give half of it to his friend, which will save them both, but only for a short time.  This ruling is based on the principle of “Your life comes first” and applies also in cases involving financial loss, Torah study, retrieving a lost object and in other matters.   YOUR NEEDS COME FIRST  Your personal livelihood takes precedence over someone else’s livelihood.  Therefore, we are not obligated to give tzedakah to support others unless we have enough money for our own basic needs.  The same applies to other acts of kindness. While we are obligated to help others, we are not required to do so if it will bring damage upon ourselves.  For example, if someone asks for our help in doing some work, we do not have to take time off, and suffer a monetary loss, in order to assist him.  YOUR LOST OBJECT TAKES PRECEDENCE  If you lose something and then come across both your own lost object and that of your friend, if you can return both, you must do so.  But if that is impossible, your own object takes precedence over belonging to others. We are required to protect ourselves from poverty and financial loss.  However, even though Jewish law provides us with this “out”, the proper conduct is to be stringent, and not be overly particular about giving our own property priority when the loss is only a possibility.  If a person is so meticulous about protecting his interests that he constantly avoids helping others, it is considered as if he has discarded the obligation of kindness.  In the end, his punishment will be that he himself will be forced to rely on the help of others. (Mishpetei Hashalom 13:14-15)  YOUR RELATIVES TAKE PRECEDENCE  Relatives should take precedence in the commandments concerning kindness.  Therefore, we are obligated to care for our parents’ needs before tending to the needs of our children (assuming that it does not impinge too much on the smooth running of the household, depending on the situation. Similarly, the needs of our community take precedence over those of another city, and the needs of a Torah scholar take precedence over those of a layman.  A common illustration of this principle is the housewife who will be unable to attend to the needs of her own home properly if she goes to help another family.  It is important to keep in mind that, just as a person cannot give tzedakah from funds he should be using to pay his own debts, so too, a woman cannot extend herself for the sake of others before she carries out her obligations to her own family.  An exception would be a case where, in doing a kindness for others, her intention is to teach her children an important lesson.  For example, by sending food to a neighbor who is a widow, she hopes to show her children how we must cater to the special needs of others; or by preparing elaborately for guests, she teaches her children that they are to be served better and more plentiful food. (Mishpetei Hashalom 13:21)  (Excerpts from The Code of Jewish Conduct by Rabbi Yitzchok Silver)  Story: Debbie removed the chicken from the oven, arranged the side dishes in disposable aluminum pans and, with a smile of satisfaction, placed the meal on a large tray. She had exactly an hour before the children were due home – perfect timing.  Debbie drove to Tamar’s house, and knocked on the door.  Nothing could have prepared her for the shock of seeing her friend’s clenched and weary face Finding a place to put the tray down in the kitchen was a challenge as the house was a total disaster.    Tamar was in pain, and visibly embarrassed.   Let me help you,” begged Debbie.  “Just go lie down, and I’ll tidy up a little.”  “Thanks,” whispered Tamar, “I’m really desperate so I won’t say no.  My mother-in-law is coming this evening and I really don’t want her to see my house like this”.  As Tamar slowly and gratefully hobbled to her room Debbie began to roll up her sleeves.  She loved a challenge, but it was clear that she would not get much done in the time left before her children were due home.  She quickly texted her oldest daughter.  “Sara, you know Tamar is recovering from major surgery, and I am helping clean her house.  Would you mind taking over at home for a while until I get back?” 

Take a Deeper Look - Part II

TDL 3: Love Your Fellow Jew as You Love Yourself part 3

Review: Last week’s Stretch of the Week:  Let the immediate people in your life know that they are your number one priority. Please allow ONE person to share her experience with this exercise for ONE minute. Taking A Deeper Look LOVE YOUR FELLOW JEW AS YOU LOVE YOURSELF Part 3 – Unconditional Love Halacha: Some people are always willing to do a favor – as long as they are getting something in return.  Their so-called “love” is actually an expression of their unspoken motto:  “You take care of me, and I’ll take care of you.”  This can be compared to the person who claims that he “loves fish.”  “If so,” he is asked, “why do you kill them and eat them?  Why don’t you throw them back into the water?  It is clear that the one you love is yourself!” Genuine Ahavas Yisrael, or love of one’s fellow Jew, does not function in this manner.  When we love our fellow Jews and provide assistance, our act should never be tied to expectations of gaining anything in return from the recipient.  Just as G-d is merciful, gracious and giving to His creations without expecting anything in return, we are also expected to conduct ourselves in the same way with every other Jew. This is one of the hallmarks of the Jewish people, and is a theme that runs through the entire Torah. True love is the ability to give purely for the sake of benefiting the other person.  The act of giving must not be geared toward bringing pleasure to ourselves. In fact, we are willing to relinquish our own comfort and pleasure so that the object of our love will benefit.  In this way, we are concerned for the recipient’s physical, emotional and financial well-being as well as for his personal honor.  It was with this selfless love that G-d created the world, and by emulating this genuine love when we relate to other, we fulfill the mitzvah of following in His ways. (Excerpts from The Code of Jewish Conduct by Rabbi Yitzchok Silver) Story: When the invitations for our twenty-year class reunion arrived in the mail, I’m sure every single one of us was a bit apprehensive.   Would we recognize each other?  Would we be embarrassed if we hadn’t achieved what we felt was success in our former classmates’ eyes?  Would the same cliques reappear?  If I was thinking this, I’m sure everyone else was as well.  With both excitement and trepidation I responded that I would attend the reunion. As I entered the hall with my childhood friend Riva at my side, we each took in a deep breath and wished each other good luck.  Don’t get me wrong.  We were both truly thrilled to be attending such an exciting event but were also cautious that it may not proceed as smoothly as the school administration had hoped. At first, all went well.  I bumped into some old friends and enjoyed a few minutes reminiscing.  However, it didn’t take long for the predictable and uncomfortable feelings to prevail.  There seemed to be a great deal of tension in the room.  Many of the women acted as if they didn’t recognize anyone or at least pretended not to notice others.  It seemed that the women who were friendly during our high school years, and who seemed have maintained contact, appeared as if they were reverting back to their cliquish ways.  I looked around the room and was blown away by the fact that everyone was talking to the same people they would have been speaking to had we been in the lunchroom twenty years ago. I couldn’t stop thinking about it.  While we were all adult women, how mature were we if we couldn’t manage to greet our old classmates with enthusiasm and interest? How much had we truly grown as people?  Do we base our love for another person on how comfortable we feel  for around her or do we make others feel welcomed and respected because that it how we are supposed to behave as Jews?  At the reunion, I decided that I did not want to continue on with my life exclusively befriending people who were nice to me.  If it’s a mitzvah to love all Jews then why not start with the very people I come into contact with every day? Up until that night I admit that I would interact with others based on how they would behave towards me. Now, at the very least, I try to greet others whether or not they say hello first. As embarrassing as it may feel sometimes, this attitude has helped create warm,  positive environments wherever I am brave enough to implement the idea. Discussion Question Options: What steps can we take to feel genuine  and unconditional love towards our fellow Jews? Why is it so important to forfeit our own comfort and pleasure in order to help others? When someone is hard to love, and we overcome the inclination to ignore them, how do we gain? Stretch of the Week: Perform a specific act of kindness for someone even though you find it to be difficult.

Take a Deeper Look - Part II

TDL 4: Do Not Hate part 1

Review: Last week’s Stretch of the Week:  Make an effort to perform a specific act of kindness for someone you normally wouldn’t do anything for.  Please allow ONE person to share her experience with this exercise for ONE minute. Taking A Deeper Look Lesson #4 Do not Hate Part 1 – Hidden and Exposed Animosity Halacha: We are not allowed to harbor hatred in our hearts.  In addition to the prohibition of lo sisna, or feeling hatred in one’s heart for a Jew (without justification in accordance with Jewish law), this constitutes a violation of the commandment to love our fellow Jew. However, if we release that hatred and express it by striking a person whether physically, with words, or even deny him a favor because of our hatred, then, according to many opinions, we are guilty of transgressing the prohibitionof lo sisna, in addition to whatever other sinswe may have committed along the way. However, in the case of one who knowingly, and intentionally, violates Torah commandments we are allowed to hate this person. According to some opinions we are not permitted to hate him secretly while making an outward show of friendliness to him but should express our hatred openly. The Torah teaches us that we should not pretend to be someone’s friend while hating him in our heart.  Instead, we should express our grievances privately, so as not to embarrass him, and ask him pleasantly to explain his actions.  If this rebuke is presented properly, one of two things will likely occur.  Either we will find out that he was justified in what he did, or he will admit his mistake, apologize and we will be able to forgive him. That being said, we must proceed with great caution, because a wrong word or tone may initiate a full-blown feud.  Sometimes it is best to approach the person through a letter or messenger and to seek rabbinical advice before proceeding. Sometimes, it is advisable to forgo the opportunity to give rebuke and instead work on uprooting the hatred by forgiving the person completely. Once we have informed him of the reason for our hatred and brought the issue out into the open, we are no longer liable for violating the mitzvah of lo sisna.  As the Chofetz Chaim states, “hatred in the heart is the most potent of all”.  (Excerpts from The Code of Jewish Conduct by Rabbi Yitzchok Silver) Story:  Having been divorced for several years, I was thrilled when a close friend introduced me to a warm, caring man.  He was recently divorced when we met and proposed shortly after our first date.  When we married, I willingly moved to his hometown.  I was excited about my marriage, making new friends, and living in a new community.  I did not realize, though, that I was walking into a personal minefield.  My husband’s married daughter somehow developed a hatred towards me.  She ignored my greetings and shunned my overtures at friendship. Since we lived in the same community, my husband’s daughter and I would see each other often.  Being a friendly person, when I first randomly bumped into her on the street, I wished her “Good Shabbos.”  She looked away and didn’t respond.  “That’s odd,” I thought.  “Not responding is one thing, but looking away? I know she doesn’t like me but this is downright rude!”  I was angry and replayed the incident in my mind a few times. I realized that I’m responsible for my own reactions and that I was judging her.  “Maybe she didn’t hear me so I’ll try again next time”, I thought to myself. A few months later, there was family bar mitzvah.  At the hall, I walked right by my husband’s daughter and wished her a “Mazel tov.”  Again, she turned away, not acknowledging the greeting.  This time I was sure she had heard me. “What’s going on here?  How could she not acknowledge a ‘mazel tov’?  Who wouldn’t want to hear as many “mazel tovs” as possible?  Why wouldn’t she respond to me?  What did I do to her?  Why would someone would ignore me?” I realized that something was off here and I felt sad.  Someone hated me enough to not acknowledge a heartfelt greeting.  I knew that her feelings and actions were her responsibility and tried to find a way to judge this situation favorably.  I couldn’t, at least in that moment. Eventually, I realized that I cannot befriend everyone or control another person’s actions.  As pleasant as I can be, there are people who may hate me because of something they are experiencing, and not because I’m not a likeable person.  While my husband tried to remedy the situation, I simply tried to distance myself from her while praying that she would overcome whatever was causing her pain about my presence. Several years later, there was one more time when we came in direct contact at another family occasion.  “What are you doing here?” she yelled.  “You don’t belong here.  You’ll embarrass the family!”  “Could we step outside and discuss this?” I asked quietly, hoping to diffuse the situation. “No!  Wehave no reason to go outside!  You do.  You need to leave.  Now!” she screamed. As I left, I pondered the situation. I had hoped that by responding with warmth and concern, there would be some positive interaction but, clearly, the hatred hadn’t gone away.  The only antidote was to pray for her good and to make a conscious choice to not become angry and resentful. Discussion Question Options: When people perceive they are hated, why does the victim often blame himself as opposed to realizing that the other person has personal issues? If you observed an altercation at a public event, what would you do? When you hate someone and feel justified in your hatred, how can you work on yourself to overcome this? Stretch of the Week: Find someone you may be angry with, or have ignored for some reason, and initiate greeting him positively.

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AY Kids – Lesson 1: Do Not Hold a Grudge

Lesson #1 V’Lo Sitor And Do Not Hold A Grudge Mitzva: The Torah tells us thatwemust not hold a grudge,¨(Vayikra 19:18). Story: The Coat and a Grudge I have always considered myself to be good at sharing, the kind of kid who lets you play with my rainbow loom if you ask.  So when Sarah asked to borrow my light blue leather jacket, my favorite one with the fur lining, the jacket that I had received as a birthday gift from my Aunt Deloris, even though I hesitated, I knew I would lend it to her. “I just need it for my brother’s bar mitzva this weekend,” said Sarah.  “My ‘fancy’ cousins are coming in from New York, and I have to dress up.” She looked like a puppy dog.  I knew her dad was out of work and they couldn’t afford to buy new things.  I agreed to lend her the coat; it would make her fit in, and I didn’t need it that weekend. That next week when I saw Sarah in school, she smiled and thanked me profusely for letting her wear my coat.  She said her cousins thought she looked so cool.  I was happy she was happy and asked that she bring the coat back as soon as possible.  She said, “No problem,” but Sarah forgot it every day that week.  Then, she was out sick with the flu. I called her at home and heard her mom call to her, “Sarah, your friend Baila needs you to return her jacket.” But the next week at school, Sarah said, “Oh, I must have forgotten your coat again.” I started to worry.  Then, the next day, Sarah brought in my jacket. “Sorry about the rip,” she said.  “I must have bumped into a nail that was sticking out of our fence.” I could tell Sarah felt bad, but I did, too.  I felt taken advantage of.  She had used my coat and ruined it.  I wanted to tell all of our friends, I was so angry. That night, I tossed and turned in bed.  How could Sarah have been so careless with my favorite coat?  And why did it take her so long to return it? I imagined Sarah showing off my coat to her cousins and then ruining it and not even telling me right away.  Maybe I should make Sarah buy me another coat.  But where would she come up with the money?  Her family was poor. The next day, I had a bad cold and stayed home from school.  Sitting in bed drinking tea, I realized being angry with Sarah was only hurting me.  I determined to forgive her before I got even sicker over a simple coat. The next day, Sarah invited me over to study. “I was really mad at you for ripping my coat,” I told Sarah.  “My coat can’t be repaired so easily, you know.” “I’m sorry, I was embarrassed to tell you, and that’s what took me so long to return it to you,” she said.  “I hope you’ll forgive me.” “I do,” I said, and Sarah smiled.  I felt great. Story published in the Baltimore Jewish Times, October 30, 2013. DISCUSSION QUESTIONS: What is one way to overcome a grudge when someone has damaged our belongings? Why does the Torah ask us not to hold grudges? What would you have done if you were Baila? Stretch of the Week: Think of a situation where you are upset with someone or you are holding a grudge.  Do you need to talk to that person to clear things up or is it something where you can just forgive them? 

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AY Kids – Lesson 2: Judge All People Favorably

Review: Last week’s stretch of the week was:  Think of a situation where you are upset with someone or you are holding a grudge.  Do you need to talk to that person to clear things up or is it something where you can just forgive them?  Lesson #2 Dan L’Chaf Z’chus Judge All People Favorably Mitzva: Our Chazal tell us thatwemust judge others favorably, Pirkay Avos (1:6). Story: The Case Of The Stolen Bicycle I loved my brand new 10-speed bike, a shiny black Diamondback.  I would ride around after school and visit my friends. When school started, a new kid, Adam, would come over and ask me all kinds of questions about it. “Where did you get it?” he would ask.  “Where can I get one?” Sometimes his questions were over the top.  But I remembered he was a mutual friend of my friend Jeff, so I answered him. A few months into school, my family and I went on a long Shabbos weekend in Florida.  I parked my bike in the backyard shed and checked the lock.  We were away for half a week, and when I returned, I went out to the shed to check on my bike.  As I opened the door, I screamed. “My bike is GONE!” Someone had gotten into the shed; a few of Dad’s power tools were missing, too. “Looks like someone picked the lock,” Dad said, a frown on his face. We made a police report.  The policeman said he’d comb the neighborhood to look for my bike.  He told us there had been a slew of robberies over the last weekend. On Monday, I saw Adam riding a bike just like mine. “Hey Eli, like my bike?” Adam said, parking himself a foot away from me.  “Rides great!” My mind started racing.  “Could that be my bike?” I thought. The tires looked just like mine.  Even the reflector on the back matched the one I had on my bike. “Where did you get thatbike?” I asked Adam. He told me he got it on sale — at a garage sale. I was hot.  I knew he had my bike … but why would he steal it? “My bike is stolen.  Did you hear about it?” I asked, deciding to test Adam. “No, that’s strange.” His voice cracked.  “You’re not accusing me of stealing your bike, are you?” “Tell me exactly where you got it!” my voice rose. “A garage sale, really.  It was only $50.  It seemed cheap, but …” “Could your parents talk with mine and we can get to the bottom of things?” Later that night, my parents drove me to Adam’s house.  My father had a long talk with his parents and we solved the mystery.  Adam’s family was glad we came to talk things out, and they had an explanation.  Adam’s family had gone to a garage sale in a not-so-safe neighborhood.  There they found a few power tools and a bike, which they had purchased.  When we looked at the tools, we realized that they were Dad’s.  The bandits had stolen and sold the items at a garage sale on the other side of town.  Adam’s parents agreed to call the police and they came and made a report of the newly-found items. We paid Adam the $50 and some cash for the tools so Adam’s family would not take a loss.  The police visited the location of the garage sale the next day.  They caught one of the thieves. Story published in the Baltimore Jewish Times, December 5,2013. DISCUSSION QUESTIONS Why does the Torah tell us to judge others favorably? How do we benefit when we judge others for the good? What are some ways to practice judging favorably? Stretch of the Week: Practice judging favorably this week.  Think or make up a situation where someone does (or could possibly do) something to upset you.  Now try thinking of two or three explanations that could explain why the situation might be happening. 

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AY Kids – Lesson 3: Do Not Covet

Review: Last week’s stretch of the week was:  Practice judging favorably this week.  Think or make up a situation where someone does (or could possibly do) something to upset you.  Now try thinking of two or three explanations that could explain why the situation might be happening. Lesson #3 LO SACHMOD—Do Not Covet Mitzva: The Torah teaches us to not desire someone else’s possessions, Lo Sachmod (D’varim 5:18).  “The underlying flaw that leads a person to desire something that belongs to another and to take measures to get it is kin’a—envy.” (The Code of Jewish Conduct p. 174).  It says of a person who is envious ‘His entire life is pain, and he will never be happy’ (Sota 9).    Story: Hidden Star Stepping forward one night at choir practice, 11-year-old Talya felt her head spin.  When it came to solos, Talya’s voice came out sounding like a mix between a kazoo and a flute.   She stood still, blushing. “You can do it,” Talya heard her older sister, Dini, whisper.  Dini who was only three years older, seemed leap years more talented and wiser.  She stood one row behind her sister in the production, and she had already been up to the microphone five different times for solos. Talya thought back to all of the times when her sister outdid her.  Talya could be up half the night studying for an Algebra exam and still only make a B-plus.  Dini barely studied and made straight As in all her subjects. “Why can’t I be like Dini?” Talya screamed inside.  “I can’t get anything right.” And the harder Talya tried to be like Dini, the more she failed.  So when it came to the girls’ choir production at the end of the summer, Talya was thrilled to have a part in her sister’s singing group.  In fact, it was a miracle that she got in — only the best voices were let into the group.  Talya figured it had to do with her singing teacher, Ms. Richter, who practiced with her the entire school year to help Talya prepare.  She had spent hours practicing and singing around her house.  And then came Talya’s audition.  She climbed three wooden steps onto the stage in the shul auditorium.  With three judges watching from the front row, Talya let out a half-perfect rendition of “Mama Rochel.”  That is until her coughing fit kicked in.  Talya knew it was nerves, and luckily the judges still accepted her into the group. “When you get nervous,” Ms. Richter’s soft voice flowed in her head, “keep breathing and singing.” “That doesn’t happen to Dini!” Talya exclaimed, tears filling her eyes. “Stop comparing yourself, and start looking at what you do well,” said Ms. Richter. Talya began to think of some things she was good at.  Like sports — she was the best at racing and jump rope, while her sister seemed to have two left feet.  But Talya never really got to use her talents; she was too busy trying to copy her sister. Choir practice increased to three times per week before the production.  Miss Kayla decided to add some dance with the songs.  A few girls couldn’t handle it.  One of them was Dini.  Talya, on the other hand, was a natural. “Count the beat in your head while you sing,” she told Dini.  “Dig your heels in.”  With Talya’s help, Dini got better. The next day, Miss Kayla approached Talya:  “How about helping me with the dance routine?  You could be a dance coach.” Talya was shocked.  She had spent so much of her time trying to be just as good as her sister that she never recognized her own talents. With Talya’s help, the Shalom Girls’ Choir danced and sang for a packed audience at the Farewell-to-Summer production. Story published in the Baltimore Jewish Times, September 4,2013. DISCUSSION QUESTIONS In what ways do we compare ourselves to other people? Why is it important for us to learn about our talents? What are some ways we can learn about our skills and talents? Stretch of the Week: For one week make a list of qualities or talents that you have. Read the list at least one time each day.

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AY Kids – Lesson 4: Do Not Take Revenge

Review: Last week’s stretch of the week was:  Make a gratitude list.  List ten things that you are thankful to have. MITZVOS  Lesson #4  לא תקם Lo Sikom Do Not Take Revenge Mitzva: Our Torah tells us thatwemust not to take revenge,  Vayikra 19:18. Story: The Real Winner I stood on our blacktop driveway holding my bike.  My hands smoothed over the shiny black metal frame.  Its high leather seat stood proudly at the top, looking down on the wide handlebars with the extra-firm handbrakes.  I hopped on my brand new mountain bike.  As I rode down the dirt hill in our backyard, I hit a serious jump and bombed my way down to the bottom. “Cool,” yelled Ben Goldberg.  “Nice bike, Ron!” He winked and then copied my ride down the hill. “I’m test driving my Camelback,” my friend said, as he brushed some dirt off his face.  “Now I want to ride yours, it’s a better brand.” It was two weeks before the end of summer.  I had plans to enter the bike into a local derby.  No one was going to ride my new bike. “Do you know how long it took me to pay for my GMC Topkick dual-suspension mountain bike?”  I shot my friend a “no way are you ever going to ride my bike” look.  I had saved $300 by mowing neighbors’ lawns, making my bed hundreds of times and tutoring my annoying little sister. But Ben wouldn’t let up.  From the moment he saw my new bike in our backyard until the last day of camp, Ben literally spent hours and hours working on me.  In camp, he’d tell me about how sweet it would be to ride my bike.  I didn’t give in, though, because I knew I couldn’t take a chance.  The GMC would be in the mountain bike derby. Until it wouldn’t … One day after camp, as I rode my bike downhill, there was a rock.  I hit it and went lunging forward over the handlebars; my bike hit a street light.  My bike was bent; the wheels’ spokes were out of place. “My bike is ruined!” I screamed to no one. I was lucky that I could walk — just a tad banged up — so I dragged my bike back home.  I thought the whole way about the derby, barely holding back tears.  Then it hit me:  What about Ben’s Camelback? I called him. “Can I borrow your Camelback for the derby?”  I explained about my crash. There was silence on the other end of the line.  Then, “But you didn’t let me use yours.”  He hung up.  A few hours later, he called back. “I was thinking about it,” Ben’s voice sounded a bit louder.  “You can use my bike, and if you win, we’ll split the prize!” “There’s no prize Ben, but can I still borrow it?” “Ok, sure.”  Ben’s words were short but strong. I realized that Ben Goldberg was the real winner of the derby. Story by published in the Baltimore Jewish Times, July 31,2013. DISCUSSION QUESTIONS How do you think Ben overcame his inability to lend his bike to Ron? Why does the Torah expect us to lend objects to our friends even when they do not do so? Stretch of the Week: Be extra generous this week with lending something that you own to someone else.  If there is someone who wouldn’t lend you something and they want to borrow something of yours this week, make sure to lend it to them. Review: Last week’s stretch of the week was:  Make a gratitude list.  List ten things that you are thankful to have. Lesson #4  Lo Sikom Do Not Take Revenge Mitzva: Our Torah tells us thatwemust not to take revenge,  Vayikra 19:18. Story: The Real Winner I stood on our blacktop driveway holding my bike.  My hands smoothed over the shiny black metal frame.  Its high leather seat stood proudly at the top, looking down on the wide handlebars with the extra-firm handbrakes.  I hopped on my brand new mountain bike.  As I rode down the dirt hill in our backyard, I hit a serious jump and bombed my way down to the bottom. “Cool,” yelled Ben Goldberg.  “Nice bike, Ron!” He winked and then copied my ride down the hill. “I’m test driving my Camelback,” my friend said, as he brushed some dirt off his face.  “Now I want to ride yours, it’s a better brand.” It was two weeks before the end of summer.  I had plans to enter the bike into a local derby.  No one was going to ride my new bike. “Do you know how long it took me to pay for my GMC Topkick dual-suspension mountain bike?”  I shot my friend a “no way are you ever going to ride my bike” look.  I had saved $300 by mowing neighbors’ lawns, making my bed hundreds of times and tutoring my annoying little sister. But Ben wouldn’t let up.  From the moment he saw my new bike in our backyard until the last day of camp, Ben literally spent hours and hours working on me.  In camp, he’d tell me about how sweet it would be to ride my bike.  I didn’t give in, though, because I knew I couldn’t take a chance.  The GMC would be in the mountain bike derby. Until it wouldn’t … One day after camp, as I rode my bike downhill, there was a rock.  I hit it and went lunging forward over the handlebars; my bike hit a street light.  My bike was bent; the wheels’ spokes were out of place. “My bike is ruined!” I screamed to no one. I was lucky that I could walk — just a tad banged up — so I dragged my bike back home.  I thought the whole way about the derby, barely holding back tears.  Then it hit me:  What about Ben’s Camelback? I called him. “Can I borrow your Camelback for the derby?”  I explained about my

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