Saturday, October 18, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Ah succelah, ah kleina,
Fun breitelach gemeina,
Hub ich mich a succelah gimacht.
Tzukedekt dem dach,
mit a bisele s'chach,
zitz ich mich en succelah bainacht.
Ah vind, ah kalten,
Blast durch dih shpalten,
Un de lichtelach zey leshen zich vild.
Es is mir ah chidush,
Vi Ich mach mir kiddush,
Un de lechtelech zey brenen gan shtil.
Tzum Ershten gericht,
Mit a blasen gezicht
Brengt mir mein tochter'l arein.
Zee shtelt zich aveck,
Un zakt mit schreck
"Tatenui de succah falt bald ein!"
Zei nisht kein nar,
Hob nisht kein tzar,
Zal dir de succah nisht tohn bang.
Es iz shoyn gor,
Bald tzvei toisend yor,
Un de succelah zi shteit noch gantz long.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
Sunday, October 5, 2008
With trembling fingers the woman took her kvitel and crossed out her own name.
"Pray for my Shloimehleh, Rebbe," she said, her eyes brimming with tears, "that he should have a year of life, health and happiness."
Upon hearing these words, the Rebbe's eyes came alive with a fiery light.
Grasping the widow's two groschen in one fist, and her kvitel in the other, he raised them triumphantly to heaven and cried:
"Father in Heaven! Look! Look what a mortal mother is prepared to do for her child! And You---shall it be said, G-d forbid, that You are less a parent to Your children?! Can You look this woman in the eye and refuse to grant Your own children a year of life, health and happiness?!"
"Come," said Rabbi Levi Yitzchak to his gabbai and to the widow, "let us go to Kol Nidrei."