I love New York Jewish history.
This is the story of a people who never quit, who always find a way to worship Hashem.
Am Israel Chai!
In 1654 they began the year in a house on Broad and Mill Street, in Hebrew most of them still knew.
A century later many of their grandchildren did not.
Isaac Pinto, a member of the same congregation, translated the Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur prayers into English and printed them in New York in 1766 - the first Jewish prayer book published in America.
London had discouraged such a thing. He did it so people could understand the words “in the Language of the Country wherein it hath pleased the divine Providence to appoint our Lot.”
He still honored Hebrew. He simply refused to let the year begin in a tongue the room could no longer follow.
Same congregation. Same calendar this year as 1654. The lot had a language now.
In 1995, a tiny stray kitten somehow got into the enclosure of a 560-pound grizzly bear named Griz at a wildlife rehabilitation center in Oregon, and because apparently kittens are born with absolutely no concept of reasonable risk assessment, he walked straight up to the bear while Griz was eating. The people watching were pretty sure they were about to witness the shortest friendship in history.
Instead, Griz reached into his food, pulled out a piece of chicken, put it down next to his paw, and let the kitten eat it. And that was basically it. The kitten, who was given the incredibly creative name Cat, apparently decided he lived with a grizzly now.
They started eating together, sleeping together and playing together, and Cat would even run up and smack Griz on the nose, while the 560-pound bear somehow understood that his roommate was approximately the size of one of his feet and reportedly backed off when their play got too rough.
Apparently bears are eligible for the cat distribution system.
@RealPenguin01 right now when I’m facing the hardest health care challenge of my life, your precious sweet account makes me smile. That’s it. Tell dad and mom. You r sweet little posts make me smiles. Thank you.
@AvivaHadara@BlondShelley I sincerely am grateful for prayers at the Kotel or wherever they come from. It’s where they go ultimately that counts not where they start other than the heart. Thank you. ❤️❤️❤️
You haven’t met me dogs. I think they were born knowing that. If I think about food I have a Siamese walking around going Mom Mom Mom Mom ( probably feed me cause he stops when I do) and mitzvah barking. No one eats ahead of them.
Did you know Judaism forbids things most people probably never think twice about?
1. Eating before feeding your animals.
If an animal depends on you, its needs come before yours. Lilah has food and fresh water before I even have my coffee.
2. Walking past someone in trouble.
We’re commanded not to “stand idly by” when another person’s life or wellbeing is at risk. @IsraelIDFend you did the right thing!
3. Misleading someone without technically lying.
It’s called geneivat da’at, literally “stealing someone’s mind.” Creating a false impression can be wrong even when every word you said was technically true.
4. Spreading truthful gossip.
Lashon hara can be completely true and still be forbidden when it needlessly damages another person.
5. Publicly humiliating someone.
Our sages compared publicly shaming another person to spilling blood. That’s how seriously Judaism takes human dignity.
Judaism isn’t only about how we worship G-d. It’s about how we treat His creation and each other.
HENRY WINKLER REVEALS HOW HIS FATHER HID JEWELRY INSIDE A BOX OF CHOCOLATES TO SAVE THEIR LIVES FROM THE NAZIS😳
“My parents had a six-week work visa and were able to leave Germany for six weeks to come to New York for business. My father never told my mother that he was really thinking of leaving for good.”
“He took my mother’s jewelry and his mother’s jewelry, or pieces of it, melted down a box of chocolate and poured the liquid chocolate over each piece of jewelry. It looked like turtles, you know, the chocolate with nuts.”
“Put it back in the box, let it dry, put the box under his arm, and when the Nazis said, Are you taking anything of value? he said, Open my bags. I have nothing.”
“He pawned the jewelry, was able— now this is to be admired —was able to start the business, the lumber business, importing and exporting wood, bought back the jewelry, and I gave our son the pocket watch that was smuggled out of Germany in chocolate.”
@rich_toronto That’s the part that really gets to me. The responders, the families, the survivors - all with severe wounds. Are we taking care of them and helping them heal? The kids? More generational trauma being inflicted. Am Yisrael Chai.
Or cat. You are equally likely to end up with a cat after my evaluation. Or maybe two. Yeah maybe one of each. Probably wouldn’t make a good life coach. Or maybe a great one and cats and dogs for all good people.