Today was another day-on-a-yo-yo, a bit. I reset my alarm clock in the morning, and then forgot to turn it back on, so I slept in a bit. Then I did a bit of gemara with
zodiacmg, gave some fabric scraps to a friend who needs them for a crafts project she's doing with her Hebrew school kids, and wasted a little time. I did get my basic outline for my Yom Kippur services set up, at least.
Gemara class was its usual random self- we went through about an amud, but the teacher didn't seem to know exactly what was going on with that amud, or how to teach it. It made for an odd class, but it wasn't unpleasant, at least. I even got up the nerve to read in class- something that takes me a while to feel ok with in these contexts where half the class has so much more experience than I do.
I checked my email, and got an email from the Brandeis Chabad house, asking for money, and including a testimonial, basically, from a student. No big deal, except that the letter talks all about how this girl grew up in a Conservative home, and therefore was never taught to love Judaism, and never felt part of a Jewish community, and was never told that she should marry a Jew, and that she learned all this at Chabad. I found it pretty insulting, and wrote a rather cranky letter in response. I think I got as far as telling them that I'd been thinking about sending them some contribution, but that now I was glad I'd never sent them money, and that especially at this time of year, they should think twice about how they talk about Klal Yisrael. We'll see what happens. Maybe I over-reacted, but I'm leaning towards thinking that I didn't.
At dancing, a quite effusive older Israeli man basically scolded me for not getting to
zodiacmg in time to make sure that he danced with me- that that was the only way I was going to get a partner. Since he'd spent much of the evening trying to get
zodiacmg to let him set him up so that he could make a shidduch and get into Olam haBa, this felt a lot like being thrown at my ex. I really do wonder why people at dancing have such a knack for that particular activity.
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Gemara class was its usual random self- we went through about an amud, but the teacher didn't seem to know exactly what was going on with that amud, or how to teach it. It made for an odd class, but it wasn't unpleasant, at least. I even got up the nerve to read in class- something that takes me a while to feel ok with in these contexts where half the class has so much more experience than I do.
I checked my email, and got an email from the Brandeis Chabad house, asking for money, and including a testimonial, basically, from a student. No big deal, except that the letter talks all about how this girl grew up in a Conservative home, and therefore was never taught to love Judaism, and never felt part of a Jewish community, and was never told that she should marry a Jew, and that she learned all this at Chabad. I found it pretty insulting, and wrote a rather cranky letter in response. I think I got as far as telling them that I'd been thinking about sending them some contribution, but that now I was glad I'd never sent them money, and that especially at this time of year, they should think twice about how they talk about Klal Yisrael. We'll see what happens. Maybe I over-reacted, but I'm leaning towards thinking that I didn't.
At dancing, a quite effusive older Israeli man basically scolded me for not getting to
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But hey, that's just my heretical opinion.
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I'm curious to see whether they respond, or whether their response is just sort of to shrivel up in embarrassment and confusion.
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