By: Dovid Teitelbaum
These words may seem like they came from some book about someone’s personal journey to Yiddishkeit, but that’s not where I heard them. I heard them from my own daughter, and they were said with such sincerity and innocence that they made a strong impact on me. To be fair, she was only four years old at the time, but they’re still not what you’d expect to hear from your own child. To understand how and why my daughter would say such things, you will need to hear our story and the lesson I took away from it.
It happened on Chol Hamoed Pesach in Six Flags: Great Adventures. It was a beautiful spring day, and with it being Chol Hamoed, the park was full to capacity. It was a day on which you didn’t want to lose sight of your child for even a second, and yet, somehow, our 4 year old daughter managed to disappear into the crowd. Continue reading “Nobody told me I was Jewish!”