Thursday, December 31, 2009
The main mashpia for the mesivta in Los Angeles is Rabbi Shanowitz.
Last year, he was speaking once with a boy in shiur beis, who was my chavrusa for gemara l'iyun.
For those of you who have never spoken to a yeshiva mashpia before, I better clarify something before we move on.
The mashpia calls you in to his office, but knows that most likely you will not suddenly break down and spill all your secrets and beg him to help you choose a more productive and chassidish way of life. So an inexperienced mashpia will just sit there staring at you, hoping you start talking. You do, by the way, but just to be polite. You don't want to hurt your mashpia's feelings and cause him to think he can't do his job.
A mashpia with just a little bit of experience and know-how will understand that to get you to speak about something serious, you must first be speaking at all. And sometimes, a sharp mashpia can pinpoint a problem as you are leaning back in your chair, rattling off your daily schedule and lunch menu.
Okay, now you're ready to continue.
So most mashpi'im will ask you who your chavrusahs are, what you are learning, etc.
In this boy's conversation with his mashpia, the topic therefore landed on your's truly.
My chavrusa told me later what the Rabbi said about me:
"You are very lucky to have Yossi as your chavrusah. He is a very good bochur. Perhaps not the wildest or 'fruchneyucht' (that's my word. I really don't know exactly what the Rabbi said, this was the basics...). Instead he is the epitome of an American Bochur. A good head, mekushar, likes to learn, but still has that American balei'batishkeit and mentality."
Or something like that.
It was an endearing compliment, with some sharp edges of truth that could cut me if I wasn't aware of them already.
I'm thinking about making a new series of dolls, based on the American Girl ones, but American Bochur dolls.
In our yeshiva, we have a few South Africans, doing just that.
One boy had placed a target bag on top of the dryer.
Dryer heated up.
Bag heated up.
Red targets on the Target bag started running (not away, just around).
The South African protagonist placed his wet, laundered clothes on top of the dryer, in that awful limbo state before it would go into the dryer.
Said wet, laundered clothes came into contact with run red targets, and collided, causing the clothes to get red streaks.
The boy then called up Target, to complain about their bags.
When I pointed out to him that their usage might not include melting them and sticking them to clothes, he sat me down, got a far-away look in his eyes, and I could almost swear I saw a tear, as he told me, "This is America. I can complain about whatever I want, even if it's all my fault."
That is the American Dream!
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
The Question: Yaakov is right now giving the blessings. Why couldn't he just give Menashe the better bracha and cause Menashe's descendents to become greater!!??
The Points: If you give me the correct answer, I'll reward you with 300 YossiPoints!!!
Bonus Points: Any Follower who comments will automatically receive 50 YossiPoints!!
Hint: This isn't my question. The Rebbe asks this question, but I didn't see it in any sicha on parshas Vayechi.
That's it. Good luck.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
He has a bunch of cute kids, ka"h, and his three-year-old twin girls had their birthday party in the summer. We called it their upsherinish.
Anyway, at his house, one of the twins went to her father with a Guess Who game board, with one character flipped up. She proudly showed it to her tatty, and explained in Yiddish how the girl in the picture looked exactly like her sister Shaina!
Rabbi B. just laughed and ruffled her hair.
After a moment, his daughter said (and I'll translate), "But with glasses." A moment later: "And with curly hair."
I was interested to see the picture of her twin sister, just with glasses and curly hair.
The girl in the picture perhaps would have looked like Shaina, without the glasses and without the curly hair, but maybe also if she wasn't black.
Just an observation.
Friday, December 25, 2009
It says that when Yosef revealed his identity to his brothers, he and Binyomin hugged, and cried on each other's neck. Why is the term for Binyomin's neck in the plural form? Rashi explains that Yosef cried for the destruction of the two Batei Mikdash that would be built in Binyomin's portion of Eretz Yisroel, and Binyomin was crying for the destruction of Mishkan Shiloh that would later be built in Yosef's portion.
- Why were they not crying for their own destroyed Temples?
- How does the neck symbolize a Beis HaMikdash?
The Beis Hamikdash was built at the top of the world, on the Har HaBayis. It wasn't at the very peak, though. There was a spring (Ein Itam) that was 23 amos higher than it.
- If height is everything, why wouldn't the Beis HaMikdash's location be at the highest part of the mountain?
- If height does not show importance, why did it need to be located on a high altitude to begin with?
- What's so special about a neck? How could it be on a higher level than the head?
The head is meant to accomplish two things. To give chayus to the rest of the body, and to send its intellect down to the heart to create midos and such.
If not for the neck, the body would get no Hashpa'ah from the head. So the point of the neck is an intermediary between the head and the body, and in view of the whole working machine, in a way is more important.
Our body is a microcosm of the world around us. Our nefesh haElokis is our own small Beis Hamikdash. The purpose is to spread the G-dly light of our soul into the rest of our body. Our head represents the part of our neshama which is a pure piece of G-d, but which has no relation to our nefesh habahamis and guf. The neck represents the very purpose of our neshama coming into our body, not to remain in its own G-dly holiness, but to postively effect our body and refine our animalistic soul.
Okay, so we still didn't explain why Yosef and Binyomin were not crying for their own destroyed Temples. Let's add a similar question:
- When Yosef reunites with his father Yakov in this week's parsha, Yosef cries on his father's neck, but Yakov sheds no tears. Rashi says it was because he was saying Shema, but the Zohar says simply the reason Yosef was crying was again for the Beis HaMikdash. According to the Zohar, why wasn't Yakov crying for the Beis HaMikdash, as well? To Rashi's explanation for Yakov's lack of tears, it is a compliment of his great control over his emotions; he overcame the surge of emotions caused by reuniting with his son after so many years, and was still able to concentrate and say the Shema. But according to the Zohar- Yakov did not cry at all for the destruction of the Beis HaMikdash!?!?
Crying only makes you feel better. It doesn't solve the problem. (Unless they are tears of tshuva...) As the saying goes, you don't cry over spilt milk. What do you do? You clean it up, that's what.
Yosef didn't cry over his own Churban, because it was in his portion, and he couldn't waste time crying about it. For the Churban of the Batei Mikdash in Binyomin's portion, sure Yosef could help in little ways. However, at the end of the day, it's something only Binyomin has the ability to fix and take care of.
Yakov is the father of all Israel, so the Beis Hamikdash for which Yosef was crying over when they reunited, was in Yakov's portion obviously, so Yakov didn't waste any time crying. He started working on fixing the problem. What was he doing?
He was saying Shema! Our tefillos are in the place of Karbanos. One who recites the Shema is as if he brought an Olah Offering.
The Rebbe says that when one sees a spiritual Churban happening inside your friend, you must try and help him, and rebuke him (in a soft way), if need be. Ultimately, though, to correct your bad behavior is upon you and you alone. Others can only cry for you, and daven on your behalf.
Another lesson is that even though the Avos saw with Ruach HaKodesh that the Temples would be destroyed, they still did everything in their power to rip up this bad decree. A similar story we find with Chizkiah HaMelech, who was told from a Prophet!! that he would die for his misconduct. Chizkiah turned to the wall, prayed, did Tshuva, and lived 15 more years!!
Anyway, it turns out this was more of a chazarah of the whole sicha, instead of a summary. Sorry for tricking you. I wasn't expecting to go on for this long, but hey, got carried away.
Have a Good Shabbos!
Thursday, December 24, 2009
This morning at the end of Shacharis, my davening chavrusah across the table from me asked me, "Yossi, can you tie tzitzis strings tonight?"
I don't talk while wearing tefillin, or in between rashi and rabeinu tam's, so I shook my head No. I used to know how, but in my old age...
He looked at me, and asked, "Can you do anything???"
Now, I was taken aback. This boy was normally very friendly with me. I couldn't speak, so in my mind I made a very big Tzccchhhhh! (If you're not sure what that is, it's my fault I didn't know how to transliterate the sound properly. Basically it's the arrogant sheesh.) Seriously, what's his problem with me? What's his beef? Oh, so I can't tie tzitzis, it means I stink at everything? Didn't I learn sichos with him after seder? Before getting further upset, I realized that life is tough for lots of people, and it could be he had hard things he was going through, hence his quick attitude.
So I just smiled guiltily, shrugged, and shook my head No.
It took me a second to realize that he was asking because of nittel nacht (and no, nittel doesn't mean 'nothing'. It probably means birth, like in the words prenatal, and neonate.). He was asking if one could do anything, he didn't really mean me specifically.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
When he replied in the negative, he explained to my father, "When you go to college with the guy who makes the holiday up, it's hard to celebrate it."
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
I mean, no matter how entertaining it is to read my posts and stories, to hear them first hand would be much more awesome. Maybe I could team up with some other well known blogging celebrities, and make it a lubav (I don't get why some people like to call us lubab with a 'b' at the end. It doesn't make sense, and it doesn't sound as good. It makes me think of shish kabob) blog podcast.
I know the answer already, though. The only cool part is just the idea of doing it. I can't see myself actually getting around to doing it, or it being any good. Oh well. Let me know what you think.
Monday, December 14, 2009
I do have some good Chanuka mivtzoim stories to share with you, from this year, and from years past.
I also want to write about a different, sad topic, but maybe I'll wait until after the Festival of Lights to share that piece.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
So most of us have been open to anyone we're not friends with, to look at our pictures, vechulu.
Just a tip to anyone who values his privacy, to check your settings.
Friday, December 11, 2009
It was only late into the Friday night Seuda that one of us realized it was a joke. Yosef Ben Rochel was from the parsha.
We didn't find the humor in good taste.
So in case you get any similar text, think about what is happening in the parsha, and if it sounds similar.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
I'm talking about the original Yossi Jacobson. Yosef Ben Yakov. Joseph, son of Jacob, son of Isaac (for symmetrical reasons, it would have been a lot cooler if Yitzchak's English equivalent started with a J), son of Abraham.
He is 17 years old, and has the life. He's gorgeous, and knows it. He does his hair, and puts on eyeliner. He has the classiest style of fashion. He wears his Kutones Pasim, the most dashing hand-crafted coat, like he owned the place. He is adored by his father, and spoiled.
A tragedy occurred that not even Shakespeare could have envisioned. 10 of his brothers sought to kill him. Only after cold feet and quick thinking, did his brother Reuven try to save him, and have him thrown into a pit. Later his brother Yehudah had them sell him to Arabs, and tell their father that Yosef was mauled by a wild animal.
In Egypt, Yosef did what he did best- work hard and gain the admiration of those around him. He especially caught the attention of his master's wife, whom we'll call Mrs. Potifar.
Yosef was drop-dead gorgeous. The cutest guy in all of Egypt. Girls would climb up on walls just to get a peak at him. He made heads turn.
Mrs. Potifar tried everything she could to seduce Yosef. Of course, Yosef resisted temptation.
Mrs. Potifar's friends couldn't stand to listen to her complain about how there could be such a good-lucking heartthrob working for her, but who would have nothing to do with her, and her friends started to doubt her sincerity.
She invited all of her friends to lunch, and gave out oranges, with knives to peel them. After a few minutes, she called Yosef into the room, gave him some sort task, and he left.
The women who had been entranced by Yosef's beauty all looked down back to their oranges- they had cut their fingers with the knives, and were bleeding, but had failed to notice!
Mrs. Potifar finally got her chance to be alone with Yosef, and after lots of inner turmoil, Yosef overcame temptation, ran out of the house, was framed for the crime he did not commit, and was thrown into jail.
To my limited knowledge, this was the first test of its kind for our forefathers. It was a test of lust and temptation. They had been through tests of other kinds, like of their faith, and for money.
Because of how close he came to sinning, he actually lost 10 tribes that would come from him (if you don't know how or why, this aint the place for me to tell you), and instead had only Menashe and Efraim.
How did he pass this test?
Yosef was about to give in, but saw his father's image, realized he would be ruining the connection to his father and Am Yisroel, and found the strength he needed. I remember reading somewhere that he actually looked in the mirror, and saw his own face. He was similar in appearance to his father, so looking at himself reminded him of his father.
Even if that isn't true, sometimes all we need to do is take a good look at ourselves. Oftentimes, if we would take a minute longer to think about whatever we want to do, we'll think more about the consequences of such actions.
We just need to look in the mirror, but not like Yosef was doing, to curl his hair. To look in the mirror to really see yourself.
I hope to be able to make it up to East Brunswick, and Highland Park, to visit my campers. That will really surprise them. Most think that they won't see you until the reunion.
Actually, one of my campers was here a few Shabbosim ago, davening in Beis Shmuel with his father and brothers. I went down to meet him, and he was completely shocked to see me. He wouldn't shake my hand. The only thing he said to me was, "What are you doing here?!"
I was a little saddened about how shy he was and how we couldn't speak any more, but I understood. He is only eight years old.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Ummm, what were they doing lighting the menorah in the courtyard? The menorah's place was in the Kodesh, the Holy!
The Chassam Sofer explains that since the Kodesh itself had been defiled and dirty, the Jews wanted to light the menorah outside, where it was clean. This was better in a way, says the Chassam Sofer, since now more Jews would see the miracle of the oil.
The Rebbe asks a bunch of questions on this explanation:
Does it really make sense that the Greeks only defiled the Kodesh, and left the rest of the Beis HaMikdash intact? The Courtyard was surely desecrated as well!
If the Courtyard was defiled, then why would the Jews clean it first, before the Kodesh? The Kodesh and Kodesh HaKadoshim certainly must have been cleaned first, so there was no need to move the menora outside into the still dirty Courtyard.
How were they supposed to know a miracle would happen in the first place with the oil, to give cause for them to move it outside to the Courtyard for everyone to see?
Finally, it says Courtyards, not the Courtyard, but all the courtyards, all over the Temple Mount, they were lighting candels.
The Rebbe says that we are forced to conclude that this is not referring to the miracle of the oil in the Temple Menorah.
If so, then nowhere in the V'al HaNissim are we mentioning the miracle of oil!!??? How could that be??
Isn't the oil miracle just as big, if not more miraculous than the victory of the war?
Now let's take a look at the gemara in Mesechta Shabbos which discusses Chanukah. The gemara asks, for what did the sages establish the holiday of Chanukah?
What do you know? The gemara says it was for the miracle of the oil! The miraculous victory of the war is not even mentioned! The gemara just says that the Jews won the war, and went to clean up the Beis HaMikdash, and couldn't find oil... The victory of the war is only mentioned in the gemara as part of the story and an introduction to the real miracle: the oil!
If this was such a great miracle, why wasn't it put into the V'Al Hanissim prayer?
And why wasn't the miraculous defeat of the Greek army in the hands of the few given a more proper place in the Gemara?
To understand this, we first have to take a look at what the Greek's problem with the Jews was, in the first place. (All of you know this already, so I'll make it quick.)
The Greek civilization was all about the body. In two months the winter Olympics will be taking place, dating back to the Greeks. They worshipped Man. The body and the mind.
Who's the smartest nation? The Jews, obviously. Who's the best looking nation? Hmmm.... big noses, sidelocks and beards are coming back into style..
But anyway, the Greeks had no problem with the Jews practicing Yiddishkeit, as long as it sharpened the mind, etc. They had no problem with most of the Mitzvos, either, as long as they made sense, like Don't Steal.
The Greeks did have a problem with the G-d part of Yiddishkeit. "Lihashkicham Torasecha, L'ha'aviram M' Chukei Retzoinecha...." The fact that we were learning Torah because it was G-dly, and how we were doing even mitzvos that did not make sense at all, only to fulfill G-d's will.
It was a battle against our souls, not our bodies. Purim, on the other hand, was a war against our Guf, but Chanuka was a war against our Neshama.
What represents spirtuality the most? What physical creation in this world is closest to something spiritual?
If not for the confines of the atmosphere, etc., if you would shine a light, it would continue forever. Like a laser.
The miracle of our spiritual salvation was the most important part of Chanukah. That's why we commemorate it by lighting the menorah for eight nights.
To commemorate the physical salvation, which was still something to be thankful for, the sages established the recitation of Hallel, and V'al Hanissim.
V'al Hanissim purposely does not mention anything about the miracle of the oil, because in light of that miracle of salvation, our physical victory holds no importance whatsoever. We would not be able to mention anything about the war, had we also mentioned the oil lasting for eight days.
Then what were the Jews doing lighting candles all over the place throughout the Beis Hamikdash? It was another form of praise and thanksgiving. There is a custom to have candles in a shul, for the same reason.
The sicha is from chelek Chof Hey, and I suggest you look it up yourself, if you have the time.
Recently I've caught up on a few things in life that passed me by.
I finally got around to reading the transcript of Netanyahu's speech to the U.N. What an excellent speech! It was so powerful. I had tears in my eyes, I did. I had righteous anger in my heart, I did.
Just last night I finally watched Bush dodging the shoes. He moves faster than a speeding bullet, that man! The best part was actually hearing him answer the questions following the episode of the projectiled shoe (and projectiled is not a word, I know. If I can make bumper sticker slogans, I can make up new words, also.). Bush kept saying (I'm paraphrasing-), "Guys, he threw a shoe. It's over. I have no idea why he did it, he must have some sort of position. By you asking all these questions, you're giving him the publicity he wanted. It's just a guy who threw shoes. Really."
I also watched them pack 15 people into a smartcar.
I watched Obama killing the mosquito.
Baruch Hashem, the internet has allowed us to catch up on life at our own leisurely pace.
Sour Grapes versus The Grass Is Greener On The Other Side
Sour Grapes means that you view the thing you wanted but couldn't get as something you really never wanted anyway. What you have is better, although it may not be true. You're just saying that so you don't feel bad.
To say the grass is greener means that you view what you don't have as what's better, although it's probably not true.
Are these two complete opposites? Which is a better attitude to have?
Is it better to falsely think what you have is better, or to be optimistic about what's out there, what you don't have?
So that's what I was thinking about, trying to go to sleep last night.
Let me know what you think.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
She weighs next to nothing, she's too frail and weak to stand
Her form is blurred, but not from the veil of tears in my eyes
The harder she weeps, the more she melts and dies-
my dying snowflake.
Either way, but especially the former, when I've had some l'chaim, I feel the desire to post something. Anything.
Which is pretty unfortunate for yall, sorry to say.
For instance, you have to read this very post (or introduction to a post, if I ever get past it to a post of substance (abuse!!)- I couldn't resist. Sorry.).
Oh, it's not like I have nothing to tell you about (it sure seems like it, Yossi...), but I don't know... When you know you should go to sleep, your publishing priorities change.
I want to share a poem with you, but I don't feel in the mood now. Perhaps tomorrow.
I want to talk about friendships, especially the building and development. And how I've realized there could be a total stranger to me, somewhere halfway around the world (I'm pretty sure you can never actually be more than halfway around the world), who knows me more intimately than some of my close friends, because of this here blog.
This last idea is scary and welcoming at the same time.
One of my closest buddies got engaged, mazal tov. I could write about that. (You just did, Yossi! (I wish I didn't choose to make this an anonymous blog. That would have sounded a lot better if I had written, "You just did, Blank!" (With 'blank' referring to my last name, which would have been replacing the 'Yossi'. I hope you really did not need me to explain that to you. Oh well.)
Anyway, it appears I'm at the end of my post. And before I forget- )).
Friday, December 4, 2009
The world was anxiously waiting to see what would take place at this meeting. Over 30 years earlier, Eisav had vowed that murder would be the first thing awaiting his brother. After all these years, Yaakov was unsure now of his brother's intentions. Yaakov, for one, was ready to put the past behind them, and concentrate on their future.
Chassidus explains that Yaakov had prepared himself and his necessary portion of the world, for the arrival of Moshiach. If only Eisav had done the same, this reunion would herald in the era of Redemption.
Hence the anticipation for the reunion. What would it be? Yaakov and his family get murdered by Eisav and his small army- the end of Am Yisroel? Or the beginning of the times of Moshiach?
What happened was neither. The anticlimactic meeting did not end the Golus, or Yaakov's family. Instead, Yaakov was saved from severe neck trauma, and the two clans parted ways.
The next time Yaakov's descendants will reunite with Eisav's, will be when Moshiach finally comes (before this Shabbos, obviously).
The meeting would have had a completely different outcome, had Yaakov realized how special his daughter was.
Yaakov didn't want his daughter Dinah to be seen and taken by Eisav, so Yaakov very gently and delicately stuffed her into a box, to hide her.
He was punished for doing this, as commentators tell us that she had the ability to bring Eisav back to the right path, and do Tshuva. Yaakov's punishment for hiding his daughter was to have her captured and violated by Shchem.
(What!? Yaakov's punishment was meted out through his daughter having to go through hell? How is that even fair for Dinah?- a question for a different time, sorry. I'm on a time/budget/creativity/wifi restraint (pick one))
What was Dinah doing so close to the city of Shchem in the first place?
She went out to watch the non-Jewish girls of the city.
Rashi says that the reason the possuk says that she was the daughter of Leah who was born to Yaakov (why mention her mother?), was because her mother had the same nature, to go out and leave the home, like we see how Leah approached Yaakov in the field, and told him she had "purchased" the right to be with him, in exchange for her son's flowers...
"Like mother, like daughter", Rashi says.
Most people take this to insinuate their immodest tendencies to leave the confines and modesty of their home.
To make a long story short, the Rebbe explains in a sicha on the Parsha in Chelek Lamed Hey, that we shouldn't chas v'shalom think Leah or her daughter Dinah had any negative, immodest qualities.
There are two general types of Avoda: a tzadik, and a Ba'al Tshuva.
Rochel represented the tzadik, someone complete in his Torah and Mitzvos. This was physically expressed in her beauty. The Torah says how she had a perfect form.
Leah represented the Ba'al Tshuva. She was always crying, and was depressed how she felt despised and hated. Almost like someone who sins and feels far from G-dliness.
(Yaakov was the Ish Tam, Yoshev Ohel. He was the level of Tzadik, which is why he loved Rochel more...)
So it was within Leah's capacity and capability to help refine the world, which is the job of a Ba'al Tshuva-to elevate the darkness and negativity to Kedusha.
But she didn't like her job description. She defiantly did not want to marry Eisav.
Dinah, however, inherited from her mother ("Like mother, like daughter", from Rashi...remember?) this form of Avodah, and she actually cherished her purpose. She recognized the talents which she was born with, and tried to influence the world around her.
She would have been able to get Eisav to do Tshuva, had she been allowed to marry him.
She would have been able to get the people of Shchem to join the household and philosophy of Yaakov's, if not for Hashem punishing Yaakov, and starting a series of events which led to the whole city's male population being massacred. (Why were they all deserving death? Yaakov's sons were bloodthirsty murderers! Is this what Judaism is all about!!??- That's in a different sicha. Don't worry, the Rebbe has everything under control, and can answer any question.)
The Rebbe points out that part of Dinah's efforts were brought to fruition. The men of the city did circumcise themselves....before they were killed. But also, what do you think happened with all the women? They were taken as maidservants, and did end up in Yaakov's household!
The Rebbe says that a clear lesson we must take from the story is: If a woman has certain talents that can help bring Jewish women back to Yiddishkeit, they must do everything they can to accomplish this. Obviously, the Rebbe says, this must be done in the most Tznius way, as such that even outside the home, it is apparent that "Kol Kevuda Bas Melech Pnima"- the glory of a princess is on the inside.
And since women naturally are kinder, softer, gentler, and more caring than men, and this approach often works to bring someone back to their heritage more than through arguments and fighting (the way of men. "Ish Darkoi Lichboish"), then women should utilize these gifts that Hashem gave them, to go on mivtzoim and to help bring the light of Judaism to the world.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
An incredible article. Everyone should read it.
Of course, Mi Ani U'Mah Ani to assume I'm anybody important enough to link to COL, as if you needed my link to see it and read it on your own, but still...
I really hope everything works out.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Here are a few more questions. Try to guess which answer a bochur would choose:
3. Would a bochur rather have a pair of solid black pants, or pants with a pinstripe?
A) Solid black. It draws less attention, and they can be worn for a week straight without invoking hygiene and laundry questions.
B) Pinstripes. These are classier. In the repressive world of the white-shirt-dark-pants uniform of yeshiva, this is the only way to express yourself and show your style.
C) It doesn't matter. Both. Neither. Whatever his mother buys him, that's what he'll wear.
D) Pinstripe. If the pants look a little nicer, he can get away with wearing them and his davening jacket on shabbos, and hope nobody realizes he isn't wearing a suit.
4. You see a bochur learning from a Dvar Malchus, but the cover is missing. Why is it missing?
A) Because of the high volume of usage over the week, the wear and tear, etc.
B) He stole it from another bochur, who had thought that by writing his name on the front, it would impede the very theft that has occurred.
C) It must have been a pink cover...
D) He was catching up on old Rambam from an earlier week (or month), and he didn't want others to notice it wasn't 'The Color of the Week.'
Monday, November 30, 2009
In a famous sicha in the year Tof Shin Yud Daled, the Rebbe explained that his marriage to the Freidiker Rebbe's daughter started his involvement in public works. The Rebbe also said that, "This is the day which connects me with you, and you with me," regarding us, the chassidim.
It is interesting to note another quote from the Rebbe, but about the Freidiker Rebbe's wedding. The Rebbe said in a farbrenegen on Tes Vov Cheshvan, Tof Shin Nun Aleph, that the Freidiker Rebbe's wedding brought forth the Third Generation, and therefore the possibility for Geulah.
What's the Third Generation? Starting from the Rebbe Rashab, the Freidiker Rebbe's children are the third generation. There are different sayings from our sages that say the Geulah will be in the third generation. There is a posuk that says: Lo Yamushu MePicha U'mepi Zaracha U'mepi zera zaracha may'atah va'ad olam. Another iss: Ateres Zkeinim ney Banim.
The Rebbe explains in that sicha how the starting of Tomchei Tmimim was connected with the Freidiker Rebbe's wedding (it was during the sheva brachos that it was announced...), because of the third generation's charge for bringing moshiach.
Anywho, IY"H I'll be farbrenging tonight, so it could be that at around 2 in the morning I'll come back and write anything good that I remember.
Oh, and of course, I want to bentch every bochur and meidel who is looking for his or her bashert, to get engaged and married in an auspicious time, in the zchus of the Rebbe and Rebbetzin's wedding tonight!
The Question: What is this famous question? And how many answers do you know?
- If you are the first person who can correctly guess which question I am referring to, you receive 800 YossiPoints!!
- For every other person to have the correct question, you get 300 YossiPoints!!
- For every [logical, correct, maybe said somewhere else than in your own head] answer, you will receive 100 YossiPoints!! (And it is said that there are 100 answers!!!)
- If you are a Follower, you automatically receive a 500 YossiPoint Bonus!!
- If you can explain how the Rebbe answers this question, you get an additional 400 YossiPoints!!
Maximum Number of YossiPoints Available: You do the math! 100 answers X 100 points per answer, plus the 500 Follower bonus, plus the 800(or 300) for the question itself, plus 400 for the Rebbe's answer... = A Ton Of YossiPoints!!!
If nobody is figuring out what I'm talking about, maybe I'll give a hint for what the question is regarding...
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Little Miss Muffet
Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet
And what a big tuffet she had.
So if you're feeling insecure
Just stand next to her
And then you won't feel quite so bad.
There was an old woman who lived in a shoe
And, boy, did it stink in there.
Jack be nimble
Jack be quick
Jack jumped over
And burned his butt.
This little piggy went to market
This little piggy stayed home
And this little piggy got her own prime-time sitcom
And it really kills me because I'm so much more talented than she is.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
Humpty Dumpty retained a lawyer and settled out of court
For a lot of money and ownership of the wall.
Mary had a little lamb
With mint jelly.
Jack Sprat could eat no fat
So he became macrobiotic and a giant pain in the neck.
Thirty days hath September
April, June, and November
All the rest have thirty-one
Except for my Uncle Spit who was given thirty to life.
Old King Cole was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he
He called for his pipe
And he called for his bowl
And he called Information for numbers he could've easily looked up in the phone book.
The musical fruit
The more you eat
The more they kick you off the air if you finish this poem.
I'm a little teapot
Short and stout
Here is my handle
And here is a note from my shrink
He says I'm getting better!
Last week, I thought I was a toaster oven!!
Ah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah!!!
Roses are red
Violets are blue
That's what they say
But it just isn't true
Roses are red
And apples are, too
But violets are violet
Violets aren't blue
An orange is orange
But Greeland's not green
A pinky's not pink
So what does it mean?
To call something blue when it's not
We defile it
But, ah, what the heck
It's hard to rhyme violet.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Columbus set sail on the Mayflower; it was a dark and cloudy day,
Lots of Pilgrims were with him, looking for a place they could freely pray.
When they finally hit land, they were in for quite a shock-
It wasn't India, they found, but good old Plymouth Rock.
The natives were nice, and Squanto taught them how to plant their seeds,
Pocahontas gave them Manhattan, for some shiny looking beads.
With Columbus at their head, the Pilgrims started fighting against Great Britain.
In 1620, they won the war, and had the Constitution written.
They commemorated it with a long weekend, and the Black Friday shopping craze,
And guess what? A miracle happened. Their turkey lasted for eight days!
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
We were speaking about Toldos, and Vayetzei, and Yakov and Eisav. I told him I was a twin, and that Yakov and Eisav were twins.
He asked me how the baby comes out of the mother's stomach. I told him that sometimes they make an operation, and take the baby out from the stomach.
And the other times?
........awkward silence on my part.....
"I think we should continue with this Mishna!"
Monday, November 23, 2009
What I wanted to show was that the possuk says that Yitzchak was old, and his eyes weakened. Instead of saying that Yitzchak's deteriorated vision was a result of his old age, Rashi instead brings three explanations. The Rebbe explained in the sicha that it did not make sense for Yitzchak's old age to naturally cause his eyesight to diminish, for he had received a direct Bracha from Hashem. A blessing from the Al-mighty certainly wouldn't allow for the natural deterioration of the body. Besides, it might not have even been a natural event, to go blind as one nears the end of his life, for the Torah doesn't tell us of any other person who this happens to.
That's from the sicha.
I always thought that our vision is a funny thing.
As soon as we get a good handle on it, we start to lose it. Go into any kindergarten today, and most kids will be wearing glasses, or need to be wearing glasses.
I was the oldest of my family, for the age at which I needed corrective lenses. I was 14. Everyone else got glasses earlier in life.
When do our other senses start to fail us or deteriorate? Do people start losing their hearing as a teenager? In our hypothetical kindergarten, are there some boys that have started to bald?
It doesn't make sense to me how Hashem could give us the beautiful power of sight, but we start losing it so early. We never have a chance to appreciate it, before we're stuck in the doctor's office, hearing things like, "Now, hold still. This might come a little close," and "A? Or B?"
Also, how do you think people lived before the advent of glasses?
Before the 8th century, people really didn't have a permanent way of seeing with clarity. They would just hold up buckets of water, or use other methods of magnification.
How would soldiers fight? How would kings govern?
Would only those with decent eyesight be given positions of power?
How did anyone live back then, without having the clarity which we have now? Imagine living in a very fuzzy and dark world.
It's very possible that our bodies have changed over time.
We see from Yitzchak, that not necessarily was it the natural thing which came with old age, to lose your eyesight.
I wonder if it is true that we have changed, and if so, what the reason is.
What happened in the last thousand years, that our bodies start rejecting the magnificent gift Hashem has given us, so soon after we are born?
Sunday, November 22, 2009
If a baby is born in front of Tomchei Tmimim, would he get free kasha?
It's not just a hypothetical question anymore.
Today, a woman gave birth in a car outside of our yeshiva, mazal tov.
I didn't know what was happening- I was learning. Bochurim saw lots of cops with blue gloves on, and were gossiping about a drug bust.
An all-knowing bochur told me what really happened.
I don't think the mother and baby are Jewish....yet! (I'm kidding with the 'yet'.)
On shabbos, I broke bread with several other bloggers, some of whom I met for the first time.
I had my preconceptions about what happens when many bloggers join for one meal, but I was surprised. Here's what DID NOT happen:
- Not once was Dungeons and Dragons referenced.
- They didn't call each other by their blogger names.
- They didn't have a derogatory term for a non-blogger, like 'muggle' is used by wizards. They also didn't make fun of non-bloggers, and explain their silly behavior with the one word: Humans! and all laugh.
- They didn't speak about how they planned to rule the planet. (Although, it was only my first time. I'm not naive enough to think they would actually let me into their inner circles so early. Isn't everything only revealed at the 18th degree, anyway?)
- When someone at the table told a story or a Dvar Torah, a blogger who wanted to share his thoughts on that didn't first raise his hand and say, "I want to comment. Mendy says...."
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Reb Zusha M'Anipoli is quoted in the Hayom Yom for famously bringing 7 lessons we can learn from a thief. (Reb Mendal Futerfas once said, after having served a sentence in a Siberian prison, that Reb Zusha obviously had not been in prison. If he had, he would have learned thousands of things from a thief!)
In the gemara in Avoda Zara, a prostitute dramatically changes a man's life.
It is the famous story of Elazar Ben Durdaya (who, by the way, is one of the Rosh's most beloved characters from history. Possibly only topped by The Snake from Genesis), the worst sinner ever. The gemara recounts how he had made it his mission to visit every zonah in the world, and how he managed to accomplish just that. Finally, he heard stories of a woman so beautiful, and so expensive, that he crossed seven rivers with a pocket full of gold, just for her. When this woman was with Elazar, she blew some air (to put it nicely), and said, "Just like this air cannot return to its place, so too, Elazar Ben Durdaya cannot return with Tshuva."
This woman was not that much of a better person that Elazar was. Yet she brought him to the painful realization of how far he had gone from the right path.
The rest of the story tells how Elazar Ben Durdaya ran away, and begged the mountains and hills, then the sun and moon, and finally the planets, all to beg for mercy on his behalf. They all replied that they had themselves to ask for, and couldn't bother asking for him, as well. Finally, Elazar Ben Durdaya, broken and alone, uttered, "Ein Hadavar Taluy Eleh Bi"-It is only up to me. He put his head between his knees, and wept so bitterly, that he passed away.
A Heavenly Voice cried out and proclaimed: Reb Elazar Ben Durdaya has a place in the World To Come".
An inspiring story, to say the least. The Rosh loves to bring this story, and explain why Rebbi Yehuda HaNasi cried after this episode, and what it meant, and how they called him 'Reb' Elazar, at the end...
But anyway, we see how the words of a zonah had such a profound effect on our protagonist. Furthermore, it was the person Elazar was directly involved with, the person he was sinning with, who woke Elazar up to the awful person he had become.
Why am I speaking about this?
Because I had a similar experience.
No, I don't chas v'shalom have any connection to any zonah, besides for her, of course. And no, I'm not as big a sinner as Elazar Ben Durdaya.
Let's just say it could have been similar to the following fictitious story: I'm with a group of friends who are smoking, and after asking them for a cigarette, a friend tells me that I'm better than they are, and shouldn't start to smoke.
This didn't happen, but what did occur recently, could be considered similar, I think.
It's important we all have people who believe in us, and see who we really are, what we are involved with, and what we can be.
Friday, November 20, 2009
- I didn't know if I should write this, since it could very well be my Dvar Torah at my Shabbos Day meal. Then I realized it's selfish, because most of my readers will not be eating with me, so why deny them a great sicha, just so I can wow a few others?
- This may not in fact be the best sicha ever on Parshas Toldos. I love it, and it is definitely high up there. I titled my post that just so you would open up the link from google reader.
- It's pretty late at night, and I only just finished learning it over the phone (with someone who reads my blog, by the way). I really should spend more time thinking about the best way to summarize it, and decide which points to emphasize, but I'm not, and I haven't.
- This is one of my 'tradition sichas'. No matter how busy I am in the week, there are some special sichos scattered throughout the year that I must learn, year after year. This is one of those.
- Whatever I write on the sicha, it's not doing it justice.
- I'm getting carried away with this numbering thing.
- See what I mean?
Rivkah was pregnant, and there was a bitter battle taking place inside her. Yakov and Eisav were fighting over their inheritance.
What did they stand to inherit? Everything. This entire physical world, and the infinite World To Come.
The Rebbe asks, "What was the fight about? Eisav wanted this world, and Yakov wanted the next. Simple."
(This question is the most beautiful critique of the classical commentaries on this episode. If you don't appreciate the subtlety and beauty of this: sigh. It's not you. It must be me. I haven't transmitted it to you properly. It is my fault, for which I'm truly sorry. It is the most magnificent piece of art, and with my feeble description of it, you are not appreciating it.)
Here's another question the Rebbe poses: How can it be that Eisav was a wicked person? Okay, after he was born, he made some wrong decisions in his life, and left the path his righteous father and grandfather led him on. But in the womb??? It says he was drawn towards places of Avoda Zara, before he was even born! How could the holy Yitchak beget a child who has the nature and inclinations, from birth to be an evil person?
Besides for this problem, if we say Eisav was drawn towards evil as a baby, that he had an innate tendency for bad, how could this possibly be fair? What ever happened to free choice? Can we really say that someone is a bad person B'Etzem? Essentially he is evil, and therefore he makes decisions to do bad things??
The Rebbe explains that there are two types of Avoda: the Chassid HaMeula, and the Kovesh Es Yitzroi. Someone involved with only Kedusha, and then the person who is involved with the world, overcoming both the bad around him, and the bad within him. Included in the Avoda of the Kovesh Es Yitzroi is the avoda of Tshuva. Not only does a person subdue his inclination when thoughts and desires to do bad arise, but even if a person acts on those passions, and transgresses, he can right his ways, and through tshuva regain control of his Yetzer.
Everything we do, it is only because the possiblity for it was given to us by our Avos.
So where do we get the strength to do Tshuva? We cannot possibly say that the Avos acted on bad desires, or even if they had any bad desires at all!
The Rebbe explains that although the Avos had no internal conflicts with which to overcome, they most definitely had external struggles with the world around them. The reason they were able to overcome obstacles around them was because of their strong connection to Hashem. That is what gave them the strength. This strong connection was bequeathed to us, that even if we fall so low and do Aveiros, our connection to Hashem is strong enough to shine through, and help us do Tshuva.
Let's now take a look at Yitzchak. As on of the Avos, he had both ways for Avoda: Chassid HaMeula and Kovesh Es Yitzroi. When he had children, however, each one became the epitome and poster child for one of the two avodos.
Now guess which of the twins had the purpose of dealing with the world and with all the bad and cleaning it all up, to make a dwelling place for Hashem here?
It was Eisav, of course.
(Here's where the Rebbe comes in with an astounding chiddush. A fresh, new way of looking at things.)
When the Torah tells us that Eisav was drawn towards Avoda Zara, even as a baby, this is a compliment! It is not bad! He was not bad! He had a tendency for bad; not for doing bad things, but for overcoming and refining the bad things.
Of course, because of free choice, he messed himself over, and got too sunken into the very world he was supposed to refine.
So why did he want Olam Haba as well, and Yakov want Olam Hazeh as well?
First Yakov: If your goal is to reach the highest elevations for yourself, part of doing that is to work with the world. Working to refine the world actually helps you get to higher levels in Kedusha.
Now Eisav: If your goal is to refine the world and overcome the bad, you must also 'visit Olam Haba' from time to time. You must get the power and strength of Torah, of spirituality, and of Yiddishkeit, in order to properly refine the world.
What happened in the end, though?
Eisav became a Rasha, and it was Yakov who received Yitzchak's brachos.
The only way to refine the world, and not get pulled in too deep from the bad influences you are working on to overcome, is if your main priority is Torah. Like Yakov. You can't have the 'olam haba' as your secondary goal. First you must be a Yoshev Ohel, and learn lots of Torah and become steeped in spirituality. Only then will you have the strength to work with the world, and stay above it, at the same time.
Yakov therefore received the brachos, and took upon himself the responsibility for both types of avoda, in both of the worlds.
This sicha can be found in chelek chof, sicha beis, page 108. I encourage you to learn it for yourself. You'll see that I didn't do it justice, and there are some more points I didn't include here.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
The Torah tells us that Yitzchak, in his old age, had lost the strength of his eyesight. Although he was 123, he still lived for another 57 years. A blind person is considered like dead, and it probably brought with it hardships and pain for Yitzchak. The flip side was of course the wonderful opportunity for our forefather Yaakov to take Eisav's blessings for himself. All he needed to do was to put on a furry coat, and have his mother cook up some goat just the way Yitzchak likes his deer.
Rashi gives three explanations for why Yitzchak became blind:
- From the smoke of the incense burning that Eisav's idol-worshipping wives
- During the Akeida, the heavens opened up, and angels saw the sacrifice about to take place. Their tears fell from their eyes into Yitzchak's, blinding him.
- To give Yakov the blessings.
At the end of the sicha, the Rebbe points out a powerful lesson we can take from the third explanation. Hashem chose to blind Yitzchak for the last 57 years of his life, instead of simply telling him that his son Eisav was a Rasha. This wouldn't have been a total surprise to Yitzchak, either. Hashem wouldn't have needed to say, "Yitzchak, you better sit down for this...". Yitchak already knew Eisav's wives served Avoda Zara, and that Eisav spoke coarsely and didn't mention G-d, which is why Yitchak remarked that it sounded like Yakov speaking.
So too, we must distance ourselves from speaking any sort of Loshon Hara about another Jew.
That's the sicha in a nutshell, but not the main point of this post. Well, fine. There are two main points, and that was the first.
The sicha can be found in chelek Tes Vov, the third sicha.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Six of us were crammed into the little room at the back of 770, and for two hours we were questioned on all sorts of cases and halachas from Hilchos Melicha. We were all extremely nervous. We tried making it a friendlier atmosphere, so we stuck in some jokes here and there. For example, R' Labkowski was asking me a detailed question, and he told me, "I'm coming to you, asking you how I do _______". I said, "Well, you shouldn't be coming to me, because I don't have smicha yet."
We all laughed.
In the end, he told us we could have known it better. We could have told him that also. We learned everything on our own, and had very few shiurim.
He passed our group, with everyone getting a Memutza, which means average.
Two of us got Lemaila M'Memutza, which means better than average. I was on of those. (pssssh).
Next test is on Basar B'Chalav, which baruch hashem won't be for another two or two and a half months from now.
I was stressing out majorly before the test.
There are some times I wish I smoked. Last year on shlichus, there were a few times that I just needed a smoke, and I was jealous of guys that could take a cigarette and clear their minds and relax. Last night was the best time ever to start smoking, if any. I was pulling out my hair, trying to cram in hours of study.
Of course, I didn't take a smoke, and I ended up doing fine on my test.
So I'm gonna take a nap. I think I deserve one. I'll talk to ya'll fine folk some other time.
Peace out, trouts.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
I can't, though. I have a really important test tomorrow morning that I need to study for, all day and all night.
Maybe after the test, tomorrow afternoon, I'll write something if I have time.
Although I've written nothing about it, you can still read very inspiring posts on the subject, from other bloggers.
Especially here, but also this one, and this one. And now this one (it has no title, so I linked to the blog itself. Look for the post from wednesday nov. 18).
Monday, November 16, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
We must not give up hope. Like the gemara in Brachos says:
"Even when a sharp knife in downward motion has reached your neck, do not give up hope to receive Hashem's mercy!"
Yitzchak was also known throughout the land as the holiest person alive, coming mere millimeters away from being a sacrifice, and showing an amazing level of Mesirus Nefesh.
What's more, the Ivri name brought with it incredible amounts of wealth. They were loaded, even after their refusal of Malki Tzedek's offer of spoils from the war.
Was Yitzchak the type of guy who was humble about his gezhe background?
Absolutely not. Eliezer carried with him the documents proving his Yichus and rights of inheritance to the whole Ivri dynasty.
And who did Yitzchak go for?
Rivkah was a rose among thorns. A 'diamond in the rough', if you will.
Her family was a bunch of no-goodnicks, and very far removed from G-dliness.
Yet Rivkah was a G-d-fearing tzadekes. She was Chassidish, and even though her last name brought murmurs and whispers, Yitzchak didn't care.
The gemara says that you must investigate into the girl's brothers. Rivkah's brother was a monster of a man. But Yitzchak didn't care.
He was gezhe, and made sure everyone knew it. But he looked past Rivkah's background, and into her heart.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Eliezer created a whole system for him to know if the girl he would meet was the Divinely intended wife for Yitzchak. He davened to Hashem that his system would work.
The possuk tells us that before he finished his prayers, "behold! Rivkah approaches".
Question: Why was Eliezer answered right away? This doesn't happen to just anyone!! The Medrash actually says that there were three who were answered immediately: Eliezer, Moshe, and Shlomo.
Question: How could he be included with the great Moshe and Shlomo? There were no other tzadikkim who could compare to Moshe and Shlomo? Only Eliezer is included in this elite group??!
To understand these questions, we must first understand another question.
Question: What does it show if you are answered right away when you daven for something?
To understand this question, we must first understand another question.
Question: Why does Eliezer's story get told three times? First he tells Hashem exactly what should happen. Then we read about it actually taking place. Then, if you still aren't bored with the story, we have to hear it again as Eliezer recounts it to Rivkah's family. Why didn't Hashem just take some of this stuff out when it came to the final draft? (I'm joking, of course. Hashem wrote the Torah, without any drafts first.)
To understand this question, we must first understand another question.
Question: What is so special about the marriage of Yitzchak and Rivkah?
Time to get some answers, don't you think? We'll work backwards.
Answer: The marriage of Yitzchak and Rivkah represented...everything.
The whole reason for the world's existence. It represented the reason why Jews are here, and what we have to accomplish. It wasn't just a representation, either. It was the catalyst. It was the preparation for Matan Torah, which on the one hand changed mankind and the world forever, and on the other hand, was the sole reason for Hashem to create the world in the first place.
As it is explained in many places in Chassidus, the change Torah brought about was that Holiness and Mundane could unite. Before the Torah was given, physicality and spirituality were two different realms entirely, and were exclusive. When Hashem "came down" to Har Sinai, and Moshe ascended, this represented what was happening to the world around them.
The exclusivity of spiritual and physical, of Heaven and Earth, was broken. After the Torah was given to us, the world changed in a way that it could elevate and become one with G-dliness.
Also, it says that the whole existence of the world depended on the Torah being given.
And not only did the world change through Torah, but the Jews did, also. It says that the Torah the Jews and G-d are all one. Through the Torah, we can connect to Hashem in ways which were impossible before
The ability for Matan Torah to do this, must have come from the Avos. After all, "Ma'ase Avos Siman L'Banim". The power for anything we do. comes from our Avos.
The union of Yitzchak and Rivkah was exactly this. It gave the ability for the Highest levels to unite with the Lowest.
Yitzchak was the highest level possible for a person to be. After he was brought on the altar, even though he was not actually sacrificed, our sages tell us that Yitzchak acquired the status of an "Olah Temimah", an offering that is totally for Hashem. For all other types of karbanos, the Kohanim were able to eat different parts of the animal. The olah offering, however, was entirely consumed by the fire. No part was allowed to be eaten, for it was entirely for Hashem. Yitzchak was then too holy to even leave Eretz Yisroel.
Yitzchak also had the high quality of being circumcised at 8 days old, and also of growing up in the righteous house of his parents, Avraham and Sarah.
If Yitzchak represented everything spiritual, and the highest levels, then Rivkah was the exact opposite.
Rivkah is called, "A rose among thorns", and for good reason. She lived outside of Eretz Yisroel, in Padan Aram. Her family was literally: evil. Her father Besual tried to poison Eliezer, and we all know how her brother Lavan treated her future son, Yaakov.
.....Now we can start answering some other questions!
Answer: Now it's very obvious why the story of their shidduch is stressed so much, in the Torah.
Answer: We can also understand why Eliezer was answered immediately, like Moshe and Shlomo HaMelech. It didn't really have to do with who was davening, rather what they were davening for.
The closer you are to a person, the less space there is in between. If you are receiving something from him, then less space also equals less time for the transfer to take place.
The closer you are to G-d, the faster your prayers are answered. Eliezer was not as holy and as G-dly as Moshe and Shlomo, but he didn't have to be in order to be answered immediately. What mattered was the subject matter of his prayers.
What were all three of these Tzadikim praying for? (I know, I know, another question. Just bear with me...)
They were praying for a revelation of G-dliness to unite with with the physical realm:
Moshe was praying for Hashem to create a new creation to destroy Korach's rebellion. Moshe was praying for Hashem to create a sign that everything Moshe did, was because Hashem had told him so. It would prove that Moshe was a Prophet. That he was united with G-d. That G-d unites with Man.
Shlomo was praying for Hashem to reside in the Beis Hamikdash that he had built for Him. After he prayed, G-d sent a Heavenly fire down onto the mizbeich. The Beis Hamikdash was a revelation of G-dliness, uniting with the World. The physical area of the Beis Hamikdash forever changed, and to this day carries its Kedusha.
Elizer was praying for the greatest revelation of G-d's unity in creation: that which was accomplished through Matan Torah, but started with the marriage of Yitzchak and Rivkah.
One last question: Why was Eliezer answered before he actually finished davening? Moshe and Shlomo were indeed answered immediately, but only once they had finished davening!
Answer: The unity caused by Torah is the greatest of the three that Eliezer, Moshe, and Shlomo were davening for. We see this clearly: although a prophet is connected with G-d, it is only for certain amounts of time that he sees the prophecy. The prophet has his own existence outside of the prophecy, etc. The Beis Hamikdash, although its Kedusha remains forever on the Har HaBayis, was destroyed.
Torah, however, is eternal. The Rambam writes how the Torah will never change. Nothing will be added or removed, chas v'shalom.
The connection between man and G-d effected by Torah is also much deeper than without the Torah.
That is why Eliezer was answered even before he finished. The subject matter at hand was so one with G-d, there was no delay whatsoever.
This was all freely adapted from the Rebbe's sicha, printed in Likkutei Sichos, Chelek Chof, on Parshas Chayei Sara, Sicha Gimmel. Printed by Kehos.
- "Train Tracks": If you hear a bochur say he could see train tracks on another bochur's arm, this does not mean that he could see signs of drug abuse through needles. Instead, he is merely explaining that he saw marks from tefillin that the bochur put on for shacharis that morning.
- Tank: This refers to an RV. We all know the true story of a bochur who called up Enterprise asking if they had any tanks.
- "My building": A bochur who refers to 'his building' is not referring to any buildings he actually owns. It just means that he visits the doorman every friday and slips a Lchaim under the door of an office with the name Goldberg on the door.
- "I see the light!": Calm down. Nobody got high, and everyone is still in their right state of mind. If you hear this, just skip tachanun in davening. It means somebody tall was able to see over the heads of the people in 770 and see that the light near the shtender at the front was on.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
I know what you're all thinking: This isn't twitter, Yossi. It's a blog. Get on with something funny or we're leaving!
What's incredible, and what you're clearly missing if you thought what I said you did (that sounds a little gibberish and confusing, but it's not. Just read it slowly, and you'll see it makes sense), is that this was the first time this yeshiva year that I went to sleep before 12. Besides for Friday nights, k'muvan u'k'pashut.
I had a friend take over my dorm counselor duties, and as simple as that, I was able to get about 7.5 hours of sleep!!
You have to be able to appreciate the little things in life. Or at least, you have to be able to appreciate the little things in my life.
Monday, November 9, 2009
1. It's 1 AM, and you must get up for Chassidus the next morning. Your bed is being used, however, to hold your huge pile of cleaned (and wrinkled) clothes that you finally took out of the dryer. It's dark in the room, since your roommates are sleeping already. What do you do?
A) Try to stuff as much of the laundry into your drawers, and carefully lay the rest of the clothes on a clean spot on the floor near your bed.
B) Turn on the light. Your roommates are heavy sleepers. Spend the next hour and a half to lazily and tiredly sort, fold and put your laundry away.
C) "Accidentally" fall asleep in your friend's bed. Hey, he should be back in the dorm, anyway, by now. It's his fault he fell asleep learning rambam, in zal.
D) Make sure there are no lumpy areas that would be hard for your back, and go to sleep surrounded/over/under your clean clothes.
2. It's 1 PM, Friday afternoon. You woke up quite recently, after a heavy farbrengen the night before, Leil Shishi. Shabbos starts at 4:15 PM. Your chavrusa is waiting impatiently for you, because your mivtzoim route takes about 2-2.5 hours to finish. When do you daven?
A) Do Rashi's on the subway ride, and Rabbeinu Tam's at 4:05 PM after mikveh (you get back to Crown Heights around 3:55)
B) Daven shacharis in Rashi's before you go on mivtzoim, and Rabbeinu Tam's on the subway, if you remember to bring them with you.
C) Cut your mivtzoim time, to finish and be back by 3:30 PM. Plenty of time then to daven shacharis in Rashi's and Rabbeinu Tam's.
D) How can you go on mivtzoim without chassidus? Learn an hour chassidus, then daven. Do mivtzoim on Kingston Ave. Let your chavrusa take care of the route himself.
And look! How coincidental is it that this is also my 400th post!!????
....Okay, so not very coincidental. I was trying for it a little bit, but it wasn't a hard stretch for me.
For my sister's half birthday last week, I got her flowers, candy and balloons.
Today for mine, she gave me a gift bag cut in half, and in it was: half of a cookie, half a candy bar, a half full can of pringles, half a bag of popcorn.... you get the idea.
And to receive it I had to walk halfway to meet her.
Cute, or pathetic?
(and since you can't comment, I'll assume you all would have said Adorable)
And make sure to read the post before this one about Guest Posting!
*Okay, so, um, for some reason I thought this was my 400th post. Now blogger is telling me that this was the 401st. Oh well.
I wanted to add something interesting and actually extraordinary about R' Moshe's Heter for drinking Cholov Stam.
The Issur of eating Cholov Stam was made a long time ago by very competent Rabbanim. The only way to change this would be to make a Beis Din of Rabbis with even greater knowledge than the ones who started the Issur. This is pretty much impossible to do.
What R' Moshe Feinstein did was really an act of genius. Instead of saying that Cholov Akum is mutar (which most people assume was his Heter), he said that because of the government's tight regulations and restrictions on dairy products, with the Heter we can assume that the milk is like Cholov Yisroel (or stam. Just not Cholov Akum..)!!!! So he wasn't saying Cholov Akum is Kosher, he was saying that today's milk is not Cholov Akum. Genius!
(Of course, read my earlier post for why we don't hold of this heter. And I didn't mention it the first time, but R' Moshe said because of the possible financial fines from the government, this is enough to believe a dairy company would not substitute anything inside the milk. The problem is that the fine then was $25, and the possible profits even back then was much more....)
Sunday, November 8, 2009
I would like to comment just a shtickel about the massacre in Ft. Hood, if you'll bear with me.
Really I just wanted to point out one idea which struck me as very sad and depressing. This is besides, of course, the shm*ck's killing 13 people and wounding 31 others. (What letter is supposed to be substituted, Yossi??? I don't get it!)
I've been on military bases before. The feeling you get is a singular, overwhelmingly strong sense of American pride. The soldiers and officers are all there to serve one purpose: to protect America, including its citizens and ideals.
There could be evil tyrants and anti-Americans outside, in the world at large, but on the base, it was exactly that: a base. Just like in a game of tag. Base is where you are safe. Nobody can get you. You are with your allies.
A military base is where all the good guys huddle together, preparing to go fight wars against America's enemies. You didn't need to be scared of the enemy inside. Only from the outside.
Now that's changed. There are no longer clearly cut definitions of ally and foe. Even in their own military base, soldiers must watch their backs, and judge every word and action of their colleagues with suspicion.
The recognition that bases are possible targets has been around since December 7th, The Day That Will Live In Infamy, but now the threat could be from the inside.
That is what is saddening the most, in my opinion. The camaraderie and shared patriotism among the soldiers on any base has been shattered.
At a point in the Aleinu prayer, we spit. We do this in order to not benefit at all from saliva created from saying how idol worshipers bow to Hevel and Rik (meaning nothingness and emptiness. These are not names of Avoda Zara).
It should be noted, that if you see a bochur knocking off mincha, for example, no matter how fast he skips the words, he would never dare to skip the spit. Therefore, his Aleinu is automatically time-bound to the amount of time it takes to spit.
But back to the point. (What point, Yossi?)
When it gets squishy in 770, for Aleinu you really have to take care to aim your spittle properly so that it lands a milimeter away from the guy's shoe on your left, and then quickly lean back so he doesn't hit you. (At this point, did anyone else think: Hit! you sunk my battleship! ???)
So bochurim over the years develop dead-on aim.
Every so often, though, there comes a time that a bochur might not see the familiar wet spot in front of him, after he spat.
This means trouble. Trouble with a capital T!
The bochur then must casually search his body for signs of this wayward spittle, to brush off. He must do in it a natural-looking way, also, to not arouse the suspicions of his neighboring prayer-partners.
The wayward spittle is feared throughout the land by bochurim and balei batim alike.
The Yoec office is really crazy, with the Rosh and Marsha arguing and screaming with each other, with their huge personalities...
On shlichus, I was always in that office, making copies, stapling, putting together kovtzim and pamphlets, and stuff. If you would just stand there silently for about 20 minutes, working at the copy machine, you would for sure be smiling to yourself by the time you left, after hearing all the action that goes on every day.
It really is a hilarious place.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
That's quite a milestone, and possibly quite an achievement. I mean, 400 super-important and cleverly crafted posts that both inspire and entertain?
To be frank about it, maybe one or two of them aren't so crucial. Like this one. Or this guy. Or him. Or this one over here. Or this post. I could go on like this for a while. Okay, just one more.
But most of the 400 are.
For those of you who started this journey with me, you'll remember I used to celebrate my blog's monthly anniversaries. After time, I stopped. I explained so in the following post:
Monday, June 2, 2008
But 400 is a big one.
What's special about it also is that it seems that it could come dangerously close to coinciding exactly with my half birthday. In just a few days, I will be 21 and a half.
But being the half-full type guy I am, I like to say: almost 22, instead.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Here's a test I put together, to see how Bochurish you are. Try to guess which answers a bochur would answer.
1. What makes your morning grand, and you just know it will be a great day?
A)You are not in the garbage.
B)You got a big fluffy towel at the mikveh.
C)Your driver was already waiting for you outside the estate.
D)Sleepy and Dopey brought you breakfast in bed.
2. Where do you keep cups?
A) Inside you.
B) In the refrigerator near the orange juice carton.
C) The maid always brings your drink in a glass.
D) Mrs. Potts and Lumiere keep Chip in the cupboard.
3. When do you know you've had too much to drink?
A) When you start to flatten out.
B) When you drunk dial your parents, and try hard to sound sober long enough to end the conversation.
C) When the butler complains the next morning about washing the master bathroom.
D) When you bang your head on the window, trying to let down your hair.
That's really what I had before losing interest on this earlier in the week.
Basically, I was going to put the answers in a different post that I'd link to. I don't know how to put text upside down in here. I have no clue if I can even do that with html.
But you would click on the link, and go to an old post of mine, and at the bottom it would say something like:
If you chose mostly A's, then you are a cardboard box.
If you chose mostly B's, then congratulations, you are very Bochurish.
If you chose mostly C's, most likely you are a millionaire.
If you chose mostly D's, then you are a Disney Princess, and you're taking the wrong quiz. The right one would be on Facebook: Which Disney Princess are you?
So that would've been the whole thing. Take what you can get, because I'm not planning to finish this.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Today it was necessary for me to deliver flowers to someone who deserved them.
Since I don't grow my own flowers, I was required to purchase some.
I left (mimulo) with a slight emptier wallet, but carrying very pretty purple flowers.
As I walked down Albany, I was quite innocently emanating powerful waves of debonair-ishness.
Allow me to explain:
Today was laundry day (if you didn't yet read the last post). For most people, Laundry Day means that they wear their least favorite, most worn out clothes. While this is usually true, it didn't apply to me this week, at least for pants. You see, I don't feel the need to walk into zal every day like I'm on the catwalk. I'd rather wear nice looking comfortable pants than dressy ones that I'm worried about creases and spills.
So today I was wearing dressy pants. And once I'm wearing fancier pants, you think I wouldn't accessorize with nicer looking shoes? And once I'm wearing nicer pants and shoes, why wouldn't I make sure my shirt is tucked in?
So I did the Albany Walk (very similar to the Kingston Walk, yet still unique), with flowers in hand, and my dashing looks causing waves of energy to roll right off me, bending signposts and telephone polls.
Many a beholder stared with wide eyes, wondering who could possibly be the recipient of my favor.
It was fun, but I wasn't relishing the attention that much. I'm a shy guy, really.
And you know when you see someone carrying a present, or especially flowers, you just wonder- maybe it's for me?
I hated to see the dejection in all the eyes of the passerby as I continued to walk to my destination.
That's it. Story's over. I need to go learn now, so tootles.
I hope this does not apply for when it's raining indoors.
Especially for when it's raining nasty water from leaking pipes.
Especially when the dripping water is in the laundry room right near the washer and dryer.
It's so horrible when you do laundry, but your clothes get dirty again, a second after they are clean.
Therefore, I hid under an umbrella while trying with one hand to successfully launder my clothes, and then dry them.
If I had one of those umbrella hats, it could have been easier, with the free use of both hands.
It would cause more problems, however, if I would bend my head down, and then all the dirty water falling onto the umbrella would just roll off right onto my body.
Henceforth- it would not necessarily have been easier if I had an umbrella hat.
But that's not the moral. The moral is that I had to hold up an umbrella to do my laundry.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Today I went with my sister to visit our grandparents, in Philly.
Here are some sample conversations between us:
"So you think you're going to go to college, Yossi?" she asked me sweetly, both of us knowing quite well this was the hundredth time asking me.
"Oh, I'm not sure. Maybe."
"But this is your last year [of Yeshiva], right?" This was a valid question, because the past few years have already been my last years. Shiur Daled was my last year as a bochur in yeshiva. Shlichus was my last year in a yeshiva. This year smicha is my last year learning to get my ordination. Next year in 770 (if that's where I go) will be my last year learning before.... (ahem).
"Yes, this is my last year."
"So are you going to college next year?"
"I don't know if I'll even be going to college. I may become a Rabbi somewhere."
"Like where? You're not talking about someplace far, like Australia?"
"Australia would be really nice, actually. It could be somewhere like Cambodia, actually. Or the former Soviet Union. Or," I quickly added, to stop a storm from brewing, "I may go to college, but probably after I get married."
She liked the new change in direction, and asked me, "So what do you think you would study?"
"I don't know really. Possibly law," I told her, knowing with the college thing I just made it back onto her good side.
"Oh. There are lots of lawyers, you know..."
I laughed. Now even that wasn't good enough.
Before we left her house:
"Yossi, you're not going to put on your sweater?"
"We're just going out to the car, and it's not very cold out."
"It is cold. Put on your sweater."
That makes my heart smile every time. My grandmother telling me to put on a sweater because it's cold. If that's not the most classic bubby line....
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
As of the last week of October, the C1N1 virus, or 'cooties', has become the world's deadliest and most widespread pandemic since the Bubonic Plague, which nearly destroyed Europe over 600 years ago, in the middle of the 14th century.
Besides for the millions already fallen prey to the cold claws of the cooties, tens of millions are still at risk.
While the mildest cases produce flu-like symptoms, the C1N1 virus in its most lethal strain can cause organ failure and/or death.
Cooties are not something to be taken lightly.
Miranda Wells, the spokesperson for the U.S. Dept. of Health, announced Friday that scientists hope we've seen the worse of this epidemic. Still, she says, the public is urged to take all necessary precautions against the cooties.
In the past weeks, many schools have been closing, to avoid the co-mingling of the boys and girls-the easiest way of contracting the cooties.
The U.S. Government has already hinted at the possibility of forced vaccinations for all children and teens, as it is for some branches of the military already. This created a major storm in the public arena. Some radio talk-show hosts brought the fact to light that Mrs. Obama's own children were not vaccinated against the C1N1 virus.
While Mrs. Obama has not put out an official statement regarding this matter, it is purported that her Tweet said at one time: "I raised my kids better than that. There's no need for the vaccine."
The public hysteria over the cooties pandemic has brought Wall Street almost to a screeching halt. Banks and businesses are reporting all-time lows in their quarterly reports. Some environmentalists are pointing to the the alarmingly increasing rate of the ozone layer's depletion, and lay the blame of this directly onto the sheer number of tissues consumed from crying parents.
Contracting the Cooties
Any form of close contact between boys and girls could cause either of them to become infected. Close contact means within approximately 18 inches, depending on the city's elevation from sea level. While it is rare, there have been verified cases in which both the boy and girl become sick.
The only sure way to vaccinate somebody from the C1N1 cooties virus, is to administer the Cootie Shot. While a fairly simple procedure: "Circle, circle, dot, dot. Now you've got the Cootie Shot.", doctors stress that children should not attempt this on their own, but rather see a medical professional.
Should the vaccine be taught in schools?
Some organizations argue that the Cootie Shot should not be taught to children in the schools.
"We are saying that it is okay to be near a girl, then! Everyone will just take the Shot, and that's that! Is that what you want? Not for my kids!" one mother told me.
Others argue that boys will be in close proximity to girls, regardless of what they are taught at home, and could be prime targets to become infected with cooties. It is the responsibility of the school to see to it the welfare of its students.
Cootie Prevention: If you jump up and down 100 times after coming within a foot of the opposite gender, you can prevent the spread of cooties. This is false. The origins of this myth are unknown.
Detection of Cooties: If you eat an apple immediately before entering the doctor's office, the doctor will not be able to detect that you have cooties. This is false. It applies only to dentists.
If you put a penny under your tongue, your doctor will not be able to detect cooties. This is false as well. It is a myth about sobriety tests, which is also false.
Some conspiracy theorists blame the Jews for the current Cooties Pandemic. This is based on the astonishing low rate among Jews of those infected with the C1N1 virus. However, many point out in their defense that religious Jews, as it is widely known, do not come into contact with members of the opposite gender. Rabbi Shmuly Rokeach, author of the book Kosher Kooties, explains that Jews do in fact take the Cootie Shot, contrary to popular belief. The shot, coupled with the separation between genders, nearly guarantees their low infection rate.
There is an increasingly popular conspiracy that Cooties were brought over from aliens who crash landed and were then later detained in Area 51. I could not verify this from the U.S. Government as of the time of this publication.
Outlook for the future:
As stated above, many scientists seem optimistic for an end to this epidemic.
We must take all precautions not to become infected or spread this disease, to ensure our health and the health of our loved ones.
Many people around the globe are now wearing stickers, buttons, and other paraphernalia with the now commonplace slogan:
"Girls are icky"