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504Katrin
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Sometimes I can’t seem to make anything out of G0ds’ plans but sometimes they seem too obvious. I’m grateful for this task, not knowing why it comes at this specific time of my life and why it’s me who was targeted to fulfil it, but I’m grateful.
So here I’d like to share, and I KNEW, I knew it, that something was up.
Hebrew school ended this month, and by “accident” I heard about someone who teaches Hebrew online and who isn’t too expensive. So I could take Hebrew classes at home and save the time I’d normally have to travel to another Shul / Hebrew school and use this time to learn something else. I sent him an email some time before Shavout, we had a test session online and talked. He’s a Kohen, left his very religious family in Israel, turned his back on the Torah, and is married to a woman with one kid whilst his parents and grandparents didn’t approve the marriage to say the least. He didn’t have a prayer book in his hands since he was a teenager and is totally non-religious now.
So here am I, new to the synagogue myself, learning Torah and Tefillah and Hebrew, and what I need is someone who not only teaches me Hebrew but who reads the prayers together with me slowly and often so that I will be able to one day somewhat follow synagogue services (lol)
You’re already getting the picture, right? This is a “teacher - student made in heaven” situation.
I had been able to see the battlefield inside him full force when he asked me what I wanted to learn and I told him Hebrew and prayer. When I told him I wanted to continue with my Hebrew book he smiled, when I told him I needed help with prayer he looked down and silence combined with certain electricity was in the air, palpable even via computer screen. We said good bye not knowing if he would teach me or not.
Weeks have passed, there was hardly a day I didn’t think about him and mourned the lost son.
Yesterday I sent him an email asking him if he was still willing to teach me and he said “Yes”. So now we made an app for classes.
When I told him I felt honoured to receive classes from a Kohen he smiled, so there IS something left deep down inside of him. He gave me the impression that he felt proud of his ancestors.
And guess what, it just so happens that he lives close to my house. Maybe, hopefully, since Yom Kippur is just around the corner, he will accompany me to the synagogue on that Very High Holiday. Until then there’s lots of work to do. Please pray for him (us).
So here I’d like to share, and I KNEW, I knew it, that something was up.
Hebrew school ended this month, and by “accident” I heard about someone who teaches Hebrew online and who isn’t too expensive. So I could take Hebrew classes at home and save the time I’d normally have to travel to another Shul / Hebrew school and use this time to learn something else. I sent him an email some time before Shavout, we had a test session online and talked. He’s a Kohen, left his very religious family in Israel, turned his back on the Torah, and is married to a woman with one kid whilst his parents and grandparents didn’t approve the marriage to say the least. He didn’t have a prayer book in his hands since he was a teenager and is totally non-religious now.
So here am I, new to the synagogue myself, learning Torah and Tefillah and Hebrew, and what I need is someone who not only teaches me Hebrew but who reads the prayers together with me slowly and often so that I will be able to one day somewhat follow synagogue services (lol)
You’re already getting the picture, right? This is a “teacher - student made in heaven” situation.
I had been able to see the battlefield inside him full force when he asked me what I wanted to learn and I told him Hebrew and prayer. When I told him I wanted to continue with my Hebrew book he smiled, when I told him I needed help with prayer he looked down and silence combined with certain electricity was in the air, palpable even via computer screen. We said good bye not knowing if he would teach me or not.
Weeks have passed, there was hardly a day I didn’t think about him and mourned the lost son.
Yesterday I sent him an email asking him if he was still willing to teach me and he said “Yes”. So now we made an app for classes.
When I told him I felt honoured to receive classes from a Kohen he smiled, so there IS something left deep down inside of him. He gave me the impression that he felt proud of his ancestors.
And guess what, it just so happens that he lives close to my house. Maybe, hopefully, since Yom Kippur is just around the corner, he will accompany me to the synagogue on that Very High Holiday. Until then there’s lots of work to do. Please pray for him (us).
