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A new magazine. A new adventure. And a new school year. (Yes, in just under a week, it will happen—you’ll see!)
When I set out to write the first editorial of this brand-new magazine, right before the beginning of the new school year and then Rosh Hashana, my mind automatically took me to the subject of beginnings and newness. But then, I tried to find a quote on the subject and none of the quotes that I found resonated with me:
“Every day is a new beginning. Take a deep breath and start again.” –Unknown
“The beginning is always today.”
-- Mary Wollstonecraft
Nah, not doing it for me.
And then it struck me. The Torah has its very own quote for beginnings in the form of a Rashi about the use of the term “And now” regarding the giving of the Torah.
Rashi quotes the Mechilta who states that all beginnings are difficult.
That’s it. Pay dirt. “All beginnings are difficult.”
How very true…
Beginning a new magazine amid summer vacation when days are long, and kids’ schedules are even longer, wasn’t easy. Finding the right writers and striking the right balance of content, entertainment, and catering to all ages, isn’t easy—there may even be some mistakes (blush!).
But it’s only a beginning, and as the first half of the above quote goes: “It will be pleasant for you in the future.”
Eventually the going will become easier and we’re looking forward to a long- standing, enjoyable, relationship with our readers and advertisers. Still, getting started has not been without that cliched “bump in the road“.
It’s similar, actually, to the beginning of the school year. Blushing still, I’ll admit that much as I enjoy spending extra time with my children
over the summer months—and seeing and guiding them in all sorts of unstructured and amorphous situations—a part of me also longs for September and structure.
(Oh, are all parents like that? I wouldn’t have guessed).
But then September inevitably comes along and that first week is usually not what I imagined it would be.
“She’s so strict.”
“All of the other girls in my class had yellow sharpeners. Why did you have to buy me a purple one?”
“The Gemara? What? I don’t know…Rebbi speaks too loudly, I couldn’t concentrate on a word.”
The first week of the school year, based on my family’s track-record at least, is a period of difficult adjustments. For children. For parents. And for teachers. “It will be pleasant for you in the future, since all beginnings are difficult.”
Eventually the rough patches will be crossed, and things will become easier—on many levels. So, here’s to the deep breath that all parents, teachers (and kids—though they’re usually loathsome to admit it) are holding: A new magazine, a fresh beginning, and boundless opportunities.
We look forward to hearing from our readers— tell us more about what you want to read and send in your comments on the articles that you see here.
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May the pleasantness be felt swiftly.
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“There’s a For Sale sign up next door,” Debbie my wife said, coming in from her evening’s class. I was proud of Debbie’s work, even if it did take her away in the evenings when I would rather have spent time with her after my own day at the office.
“The Bernsteins are selling up?” I asked. I was not really surprised. Mottel and Gittel Bernstein were in their eighties, getting frail, and I regularly saw evidence that they no longer spent a single night alone together in that house; it was always one of the children or grandchildren who slept over and made sure they were OK.
“I think they’re moving into Schonfeld Square,” Debbie said, unloading her teaching stuff into her special cupboard she kept for it. Schonfeld Square is a forty-three capacity Orthodox care home in Stamford Hill, North London, and if there is any care home that’s “the place to go”, this is it.
“Well,” I said, helping my wife empty the dishwasher after our earlier supper, “they’re lucky
to get in there. And it will take a load of all their family’s shoulders; not having to be constantly running around here to make sure they’re OK.”
“Take one load off, put another load on,” Debbie said, putting the last of the dishes away and closing the cupboards with a sigh of relief, “at least Mottel and Gittel were local to their family. Now they’re going to have to schlep to Stamford Hill to visit them.” It was good twenty minute, eight mile drive, and that’s when there’s no traffic. “Personally,” she added, “I’d rather my kids didn’t have to travel so far to come and see me. The chances are that the visits will be more sporadic. Family will have to think three times before jumping in the car to N16, especially in the rush hour. So they will win some and lose some. Yes they get great care there, but at the expense of not seeing their kids so much. I know which I’d prefer.”
Let me tell you a little about ourselves. I’m
Nachman Feld, and I’m a lawyer. I deal mainly in real estate transactions, (what we British call Conveyancing,) and have a successful practice, but occasionally I get asked to do other things, like handle a white collar crime case whose participants just happens to be Jewish, unfortunately, or a divorce case, which I am less than talented at. I always try and get the warring couple to get back together again, try and talk them into mitigation or to try again with their therapist who has given up on them. So divorcing couples don’t tend to find me of much use and have been known to ask for a “real lawyer.”
Debbie is a childbirth educator and teaches a lot of courses, usually not at home, but in a local venue. She and I are in our early forties. We met and married early in life, but despite that, we were blessed with just our two wonderful children; Avi, who is twenty two, and Rikki who is nineteen. Avi is in yeshiva in Israel and is doing well there, and Rikki is holding up the family name in Gateshead seminary, where her mother went. So right now, it being Zeman time, both our kids are away and we are on our lonesome at home. We both lead busy lives so we are used to it, but at the same time, we love it when the kids come home Bein Hazmanim and we’re a proper family again.
Whatever time we do have, we spend together as a couple, but we also make time to visit our neighbors the Bernsteins, and have developed quite a parent-child relationship with them, especially as neither of us unfortunately, have living parents any longer. We tried to make a fixed day, when we knew none of their kids is visiting, and we’d pop over. Debbie usually made something for them to eat; something easy for them to heat up, like a chicken pie, or a casserole. Gittel loves Debbie’s
cooking and puts whatever we bring straight into the oven so it will be ready for dinner.
“So why didn’t they say anything to us about selling up?” Debbie asked me and she sounded quite hurt. “I almost felt like they were family, didn’t you? And you tell family things, don’t you?”
I must admit, I was a little hurt myself, although being a lawyer, you come in for abuse most days, so you develop a thick skin. My wife, bless her, she’s an only child as well as having just two kids herself, so she is still pretty thin-skinned and delicate a flower. But I was puzzled as to why the Bernsteins had neglected to tell us they were selling their house. It would have been courtesy to let us know who our new neighbors were going to be, for example. And besides that, I’ll miss the old codger Mottel. He was a Holocaust survivor and had endless stories to tell. And Gittel, before she became slightly doo-lally, would make the most amazing cakes and send them back with us. Debbie is an awesome cook but she hates baking, except challos, so she’s only too happy to have some cakes that aren’t store-bought.
“I say let’s take the bull by the horns, bite the bullet, and any other cliché you choose,” I told Debbie. “Let’s go in there and ask them what’s flying.”
It was late, and we knew the Bernsteins go to bed early, usually accompanied by one or other of their family members. So we agreed to go in the following morning. The old couple were early risers too, and spent their days pottering around the house and garden, and waiting for deliveries from the local supermarket or kosher grocery stores, as they found it difficult to do their own food shopping these days. Debbie often called Gittel from Kosher Kingdom and asked her if
there was anything she needed, and there often was, things she’d forgotten on the order, or extras. Like I said, Gittel wasn’t the full ticket these days so forgetting things was a regular occurrence for her.
“We’ll go there first thing,” Debbie said as she got ready for bed.
“How was your class tonight? Sorry I forgot to ask. All that business with the sale sign going up next door put me off.”
“It went well thanks,” Debbie responded around a mouthful of toothpaste.
No more was said about the house next door that night. We were both tired, so we chatted about inane matters in bed, said Kriyas Shema, and fell asleep quickly.
I woke early as always, showered, got dressed, and belted off to shul, as was my regular routine. Debbie slept a little later. Her work meant that she had no official start time to her day; it all depended on who needed her and when. Most of her classes were at night. She likes to go to the gym when she has the energy, but sometimes she just walks to the shops and schleps back the heavy bags and calls that her workout. I suppose I shouldn’t make fun of it. I call my workout looking for my car keys. Well I look at it this way. Rabbits jump around and live about eight years. Dogs run about and live about fifteen years. Turtles do nothing and live one hundred and fifty years. Do the math.
After shul and breakfast, we went round to the Bernsteins together. As usual, Gittel and Mottel received us like we were their long lost children. Sat us down, made us tea we didn’t want with cake we couldn’t eat. Well, I could. It was delicious. Debbie waved it away and said she’d just eaten breakfast. Well, so had I but hey, I made an effort you know?
Debbie leaned forward. “We’ve noticed you’re selling up,” she began. Mottel waved a dismissive hand.
“Selling up schmelling up, what can we do?
We need more care than our kids can give us. Not their fault. They try their best. We’re very lucky that we got two places in Schonfeld Square; a couple’s apartment no less. So we can carry on kvetching at each other but be looked after at the same time.”
“Why didn’t you tell us though?” Debbie pressed. “We’re your neighbors. We were a little upset that we had to see the notice as a way of finding out.”
For the first time that I could remember, Mottel and Gittel looked uncomfortable in our presence. Usually we were really like one of the family, they were so at ease around us. This was different. They exchanged glances, fidgeted, and finally Mottel said :
“We had trouble selling. The market crash and all that. People didn’t have the money and the house isn’t in great shape. It needs a lot of work..”
“Yes but you did sell,” I said, not seeing where this was going.
“Yes, eventually. But I’m not sure you’re going to get along with your new neighbors. Not like you got along with us. They’re…. different. That’s why we were hesitant to tell you. We almost hoped they’d pull out so we could get someone heimish to buy. In fact we even upped the asking price to put them off, but they wouldn’t be put off. So in the end we closed with them; it would have been meshuggah not to; the price they were willing to pay. It was almost…” he paused, and I noticed his hands were shaking. “It was almost like he was willing to pay anything to buy this house. Why would he do that?”
“Maybe the buyer davka wants to live on a nice frum street like ours?” I suggested, casting around in the dark for a reason for the quick deal. The matter seemed strange and really didn’t sit very well with me.
“Maybe he has family on the street or fell in love with your house?” I added, still perplexed.
“Fell in love with my house?” Mottel scoffed, waving his arm around. “Look at this place. It’s on a nice frum street, but it’s a piece of junk. He’ll have to rewire. Our wiring was put in by a contractor who rode in on a Brontosaurus and it can’t cope with two big appliances running at the same time—it goes on strike and fuses. He’ll also need to redo all the plumbing. Our tanks are badly corroded and leak, and some nights we hardly have hot water. I tell you, Nachman, I’m looking forward to getting a nice couple’s flat in Schonfeld Square with hot water that comes out of the hot tap, and electricity that means that electrically speaking I can rub my stomach and pat my head at the same time. There’s so much work to be done here, he’s better off knocking the whole house down and starting from scratch.”
A lot of houses on our street had been razed to the ground and rebuilt. And that was because most of those houses were “between the wars” houses built somewhere between 1918 and 1939. No one in those far-off days had things like ensuite bathrooms or loft extensions so that everyone who bought a “between the wars” house had a lot of work to do to bring it kicking and screaming into the twentieth century. And with us in the twenty-first century, and Mottel and Gittel having done diddly squat to their home aside from maybe a lick of paint, Mottel was probably right. The only truly redemptive quality to the home was the garden—for Gittel loved gardening and her garden, front and back, was the pride of the street. But really, what was the attraction to the buyer? If the buyer was planning to raze it to the ground, he wouldn’t have paid top dollar for it. And Mottel had said the guy had been willing to pay just about anything just to get the contract signed, sealed, and delivered.
“It must be my suggestion that they davka want to live in this street because it’s a nice frum street. Or they have family here,” I repeated.
Mottel and Gittel exchanged another one of
those glances, and Mottel’s face turned a shade that was a cross between brick red and purple. I’d never seen him like that before, and it didn’t suit him.
His wife went pale.
“Um Nachmanelle,” Mottel said, hoping, no doubt that the term of endearment would soften whatever blow he was about to deliver. “Uh… the thing is you see…our purchaser isn’t Jewish. So, all that stuff about wanting to live on a frum street, or having family here, well...unless he’s related to the Japanese businessman who rents number 22, and I can tell you right now that he’s not Japanese, so he doesn’t have family here and I doubt the frumkeit of our street is what attracted him.”
There. Mottel had apparently said whatever needed to be said and he looked like a huge burden had been lifted from his shoulders. He kind of peered at me sideways to see my reaction.
I fought to keep my expression neutral. “So, he’s not Jewish,” I said. “So what? We’re not racist.”
Mottel looked hugely relieved. “So you don’t mind having non-Jewish neighbors?”
I wasn’t sure how to answer him without sounding either racist or overly accepting. I decided to play it down the middle.
“I can’t say I’m not disappointed. Heimishe neighbors are always nice. You’ve been great, you and Gittel. We’ve really enjoyed having you next door. Someone not Jewish? I’m sure he’ll be fine, but I can’t invite him for Shabbos, or introduce him at minyan. All the stuff Heimishe people do. And Debbie won’t have a friend to go and shmooze with over a cup of tea in the mornings, although I’m sure his wife and kids will be very nice and maybe…”
Again that look passed between Mottel and Gittel.
“He doesn’t have a wife,” Mottel said. “Or
kids.” He looked embarrassed again.
This truly shocked me. On our street, houses went for a lot of money. The whole of Golders Green had, more or less, priced itself out of most young couple’s reach. Unless a couple had well-to-do parents to finance their purchase, they were forced to move out of Golders Green to the outlying areas of North West London. And as more and more frum couples moved out there, those outlying areas were getting to be out of financial reach as well so that many couples were now abandoning buying altogether and going for barely affordable rentals. This was a shocking change in a British culture where the desire to own your own home is greater, even, than the American’s feeling about the second amendment.
That a single guy, without a family, would pay the going rate for a large, albeit shambolic, house on our street, was barely thinkable. And according to what Mottel had said this guy had been willing to pay anything to get his hands on the house next door to us.
“You sure he’s buying? Not just renting like the Japanese guy down the street?” I asked. After all, the Japanese guy was living in a large house, like Mottel’s, on his own too. But as a businessman, he was financed by his company, and he came and went several times a year, presumably to go home to his family in Japan.
“Sorry Nachman. I know this sounds … strange. But not only is he buying our house outright, without a mortgage, he’s also paying cash. A LOT of cash. He brought us the deposit to exchange contracts, along with his lawyer. In a suitcase. The money was in the suitcase, not his lawyer. Although his lawyer would have fit in the suitcase had there been no money in it. He was a little rat of a man.” Mottel chuckled mirthlessly, but I didn’t grin in response. I was too shocked. “The rest of the cash will come on completion. Heavens knows how many suitcases he’ll need for that. And he’s hurrying that part through because he wants to fully close by the
end of the month.”
My mind raced. It was already the twenty first of the month. So, in about a week to nine days this guy would own Mottel’s house. That was fast. Most property completions were thirty days after exchange of contracts. For some reason, this guy was in a big hurry.
“Close your mouth, you’ll catch flies,” Gittel said, and it might as well have been my mother talking; that was just the kind of thing she’d have said.
I hadn’t realized my mouth was hanging open until she said that. I closed it.
“I know you’re shocked, Nachman,” Mottel went on. “But look at it from my point of view. I get a fortune for this run down house. And I get it in cash. No problem with a mortgage going sour or someone defaulting on their deposit— and Schindler Square costs an arm and a leg. What was I to do, Nachman? You tell me.”
I sat down heavily on the sagging couch, still staring at him.
“What’s he like, Mottel?” Debbie asked. “ Is he…?” she didn’t finish her sentence, but we all knew what she wanted to say. “Is he an Arab? Does he look like a terrorist?”
Mottel put up his hands. “He’s not Jewish. But he doesn’t look like a terrorist. Just a guy. I can’t say more than that. He’s bald. Tall. Quite heavy, probably getting on for eighteen stone, 250 pounds. But he looks quite muscular…not like a heart attack on legs. He looks like he works out. Maybe boxing or weightlifting, what do I know? I haven’t exercised since nineteen eighty five.”
“Sounds like the sort of guy you wouldn’t want to meet down a dark alley,” Debbie commented wryly.
Mottel and Gittel didn’t respond.
skip this one.
(1761-1837)
day, a Jew arrived at Reb Akiva Eiger’s shul to ask the well-known Rav for help.
Amara Aba… Amar Raba…. Reb Akiva was so sunken in learning that he didn’t notice the man’s arrival.
Patiently, the man waited for the Rav to look up from his Gemara, but when time passed and the Rav was still sunken in learning, the man began to weep. This caused Reb Akiva to look up in surprise. “Why are you crying?” he asked the man gently. “What brings you here?”
Sadly, the man told Reb Akiva that his son was ill with a rare disease and that the doctors were at a loss as to how to cure him. “I have heard, however,” the man said, “That the king’s physician is in the area and that he knows of many cures. I was hoping that the Rav would be able to use his connections to get my son an
Oneappointment.”
Reb Akiva immediately closed his Gemara and sent messengers to the king’s physician, requesting that he agree to visit the boy.
however, a whole entourage would need to be sent out to catch that the bird, and such an entourage costs a fortune of money. That is the reason that I said it is a cure only for the royal family.”
Reb Akiva listened to the doctor’s report in thoughtful contemplation. Later, when he returned home he told his family members to daven for the boy. “A cure exists,” he said. “But we do not have the means to obtain it naturally. We must ask Hashem for His help in the matter.”
The physician agreed, but after examining the sick child, he declared: “The boy’s illness is nearly incurable. The only one thing that might help him is a cure for the royal family alone.”
“What cure is that?” Reb Akiva asked.
“A certain rare bird, from a faraway region. If the bird is cooked and fed to the boy, he may indeed be able to recover. Unfortunately,
No sooner did Reb Akiva and his family members complete their tefillos than an extremely rare bird flapped its wings past their window.
It was the exact bird that the physician had mentioned!
Reb Akiva instructed his family members to catch the bird and cook it and the sick boy was fed a portion of its meat and quickly recovered.
(Adapted from the book, Neflaos HaTzadikim)
TheUkrainian village was in an uproar. Peter, son of the well-respected local Poritz, was ill with an ailment of the mind.
"He's begun to say all sorts of crazy things." "I heard that he can't talk at all." "He's completely unfocused. You have to see him."
Rumors about Peter abounded, and soon enough the three hundred Jewish families in the area heard about the young squire's illness.
Peter had apparently developed a mental illness and the villagers were at a loss. The Poritz was tearing his hair out and no one had any idea how to go about curing him. Doctors and sorcerers were summoned by the Poritz, to no avail. Peter's condition was still mentally unstable.
Some people even said that at nighttime it grew worse.
Baruch*, a Belzer chossid from the village, heard about Peter and visited the popular Poritz, to offer a possible solution. "In the city of Belz," he said. "Is a righteous man, a Rebbe, well-known for his healing powers. Perhaps, if we visit him, this righteous man will heal your son."
"A visit to a righteous man?" the Poritz said. "You know what? At this point I have nothing to lose, and everything to gain, by reaching out to this man for help."
The Poritz summoned his wagon driver and asked him to prepare the wagon for a journey the Belz. Baruch, the Poritz, and the Poritz's son, would all be coming for their journey.
Later that day, as Baruch sat alongside the Poritz and his son in their wagon, his heart pounded with joy at this opportunity to see his beloved Rav, the Sar Shalom of Belz. Life in the Poritz's township was good, and the Poritz was a kind man, but a trip to the holy Rebbe was long overdue.
The men arrived in Belz and after the Poritz and his son settled in at an inn, Baruch headed to the Sar Shalom's home to tell
him about Peter's strange illness. "Rebbe," he said at the conclusion of his tale. "I'm here to request your blessing."
The Rebbe sighed. "My tefillos are needed on High for so many Jews. I cannot help a solo gentile. Please tell the Poritz that I'm afraid I cannot be of assistance."
Head bent with sadness, Baruch headed to the Poritz's inn to gently break the news to him.
"Is that what your righteous man said?"
The Poritz thundered. "If he won't help me because of my religion, then I won't help the 300 Jewish families in my village either! As soon as I get home, I will expel them all! Be prepared to see your wife and children walk toward you as you head home to them on foot, because you are no longer welcome in my carriage."
Distraught over the Poritz's declaration, Baruch quickly headed back to the Rebbe. "Please," he wept. "The Poritz wants to expel us all. Please do something."
"If that is the case then this is a public issue and I can indeed be of help," the Rebbe said. "Please return to the Poritz and tell him that his son's salvation will come about through a certain priest who lives seven villages away."
A priest who lives seven villages away… This priest was, unfortunately, well-known to the Jews of Belz and not for good reason. He was known as a Jew hater who cursed the Jews on an almost daily basis…
The Poritz listened to Baruch repeat the Rebbe's promise and quickly asked his wagon-driver to prepare the wagon for the journey. "You will come along too," he told Baruch. "Now that your Rabbi has promised to help my son, you're more than welcome in my carriage."
The journey to the village was uneventful. The menfolk disembarked in front of the priest's home and told the priest that the Belzer Rebbe had sent them.
"That Rabbi…XXX." The priest began to curse and curse, and his curses very quickly turned into a rant which then turned into a
complete diatribe.
Soon enough, the Poritz and Baruch realized that the priest had become deranged.
"As if it's not enough that my son is crazy," the Poritz muttered, backing away from the priest's home toward the wagon where his son was sitting. "I'm surrounded by crazy people."
The Poritz reached his wagon and settled down. But hey, what was that? Why was his son looking at him with such a focused, normal express??
"Hello, Father, how good to see you," Peter greeted the Poritz, his language suddenly coherent and sensible.
The Poritz's mouth dropped open. For so long, he'd heard nothing but gibberish from his son—and now this?
"And who, Father, is the man beside you?"
Peter continued.
Peter began to weep joyfully at his son's sudden return to good health, and at his side Baruch whispered to him the obvious: "Apparently, your son's illness was transferred over to that priest."
"You seem to be right," the Poritz agreed. "We must return to your Rabbi so that I can repay him."
The Poritz instructed the wagon driver to head back to Belz, but upon their arrival, the Belzer Rebbe turned down the Poritz's offer for repayment.
"In that case," Reb Baruch suggested. "The best way to express your gratitude is to perform an act of kindness for the Rebbe's disciples. Let's visit the local synagogue to see how you can be of assistance.
The Poritz agreed and went with Reb Baruch to the local shul. There they asked the Gabbai to draw up a list of all the worshipers, and the Poritz paid for everyone to receive new garments and new shoes.
(Adapted from the tales of Rabbi S.Y. Zevin)
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Now that school has started, I keep expecting my daughter to slowly ease her way into her routine and classes. Unfortunately, she just doesn’t seem to be comfortable in her classroom or with her friends. My other children just took some time, but eventually were fine. With this daughter, it almost seems like we start from day one, everyday. What do you suggest to help her adjust to school?
First, let me preface this answer by saying that it is completely normal for children to have trouble adjusting to a new classroom and new teachers. We ourselves might find it difficult when put in new social or professional situations. That being said, after a few weeks, this anxiety should subside and your child should begin to feel comfortable in her new environment.
There are, however, several ways that you can help ease the transition into the new school year:
• Create a connection with another student. Your daughter will feel more secure if she has one child in the classroom with whom she feels a special connection. Ask your daughter who she is spending time with in school and then invite the child over for a playdate. If you aren’t sure that she will enjoy a full playdate, suggest going to pizza after school with that girl and her mother and even inviting the whole family over for a shabbos meal. Within minutes, your daughter will be happily playing with her friend. Then, when she enters the classroom, she will have a mini-support system.
• Pay attention to her anxiety. Ask your daughter what the cause of her anxiety is – social, academic, or separation from you. If the cause is social, you already are working to fix that by helping her bond with another student. If the stress is academic, perhaps it is a good idea to speak to the teacher. Your daughter might need remediation or special attention. Lastly, in the chance that she is having trouble separating from you, reassure her that, “Mommy always comes back.” With these words in her mind, she will feel more settled and comfortable in the classroom.
• Get to school early for pick-up. If your daughter is anxious about being in school, she will be watching the door (or the carpool line) for you to show up. If you are late, her anxiety will always rise. Therefore, coming a few minutes early to ensure that she can see you immediately will reinforce the idea that school is a safe, but temporary place for her.
• Ensure she gets enough sleep. When children need to be woken in the morning, it means that they are not getting enough sleep. It also means that morning routines are can get rushed and harried. In turn, these children will not have enough energy reserves to deal with goodbyes or potentially stressful classroom situations. Start bedtime early by having your daughter read in bed – you will get the bonus of improved reading along with a well-rested child.
The above suggestions should help if your daughter experiences mild anxiety when dealing with school. But, if she is extremely resistant, kicks and screams before school, and shows signs of generalized panic, I would look into the possibility that she has school phobia. What’s school phobia? That’s a topic for a whole other column!
"I'm home," Eli Katz said, twisting open the door to his family’s two-story condo. "Home, home, home!" He hopped inside and plopped down onto the couch in the living room, tossing his knapsack into the air as he moved. "And home is exactly where I plan on staying for the next two months."
"Month and a half."
Eli looked at his younger sister, Rachel, comfortably ensconced in an armchair, head buried in a book. "Right Rachel. Month and a half." He tossed his knapsack into the air again and then kicked a football that had somehow lodged itself into the foot of the couch. "It's going to be some vacation." The ball hit Rachel's armchair with a bang. Rachel ignored the ball and continued reading.
"Sports, swimming, and -” Eli made a face. "No schoolwork."
Rachel shrugged.
"Rachel, do you even like summer vacation?” Eli asked. “All you do is read and study every day, anyway. Does it even matter to you that school’s done for the year?"
Rachel lifted her eyes from her book to scowl at her brother. "For your information, I do not read and study all the time. I have friends too."
"Yeah, yeah." Eli waved dismissively. "You know what I mean."
Rachel sighed. She did know what he meant. "I’m actually a bit nervous about this year’s vacation," she said slowly. "It’s not going to be typical."
"Because we're moving." Eli said. "But it’s not a real move, Rachel, it’s called going back home."
"The Hague is home."
"No, it’s not," Eli argued. "As soon as when we moved here, we knew that the move would be temporary. Israel’s home, and we’re moving right back to the house that we left three years ago.”
Rachel sighed again. “Maybe to you, our house in Israel is home. You were in fourth grade when we moved here to Holland. But I was in second grade, and I remember almost nothing about life there."
"Can’t be," Eli countered. "Even I remember things from first grade - and you have a way better memory than I do."
Rachel shrugged. “I don’t either know Hebrew well. I don’t know how I’m going to manage in school, in Israel, next year."
Eli laughed and Rachel’s face reddened. Funnily enough, the last two sentences of her soliloquy, the ones in which she’d complained about not remembering enough Hebrew, she’d said out loud in Hebrew.
"Of course, you know Hebrew," Eli told his sister in Hebrew. "We all speak Hebrew at home."
"We speak to Ima and Abba in Hebrew at home," Rachel countered. "At school we speak in English."
Eli and Rachel, children of the Israeli couple Yoav and Dalia Katz, lived in Holland as part of their parents' job description. The Katz parents worked as diplomats in the Israeli embassy while their children attended the international school in the city like the children of various other diplomats. For three years, the Katz children had learned alongside other children from different countries and English was the common language between them.
To Rachel, English was a first language. To Eli, English was the language that he needed to communicate. Hebrew, however, was the language of his home—the language that he used to communicate with his grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins who’d he’d left behind.
"I'll miss everyone here," Rachel said quietly. "I wish Abba's mission wasn’t almost over."
"I'll miss everyone too," Eli said, but his voice lacked conviction—and with good reason. On far too many past occasions he’d stated that staying in one country for too long could was boring and weren’t they lucky that they were diplomats who moved often. Rachel looked back at her book, an expression of longing in her eyes.
Eli turned from his sister toward the stairwell, briefcase once again in hand. Rachel could wish all that she wanted that the family would remain in Holland for longer. The fact was that the Katzes were scheduled to move back to Israel at the end of August and it was wishful thinking to imagine that they could change things. Rachel’s eyes wandered back to the pages of her book and Eli began to bound up the stairwell. The fact that Eli had so many points stacked in his favor rankled with her.
Rrring.
Thwack!
Eli was nearly at the top of the stairwell when the phone downstairs began to ring so he tossed his briefcase onto the landing and flew back down to the living room. "Hello,” he breathed into the family’s cordless phone. “Who is it?"
"Eli, are you okay? You sound like you just ran a marathon."
Eli laughed. His father was on the other end of the phone, and he sounded worried.
“You’re out of breath,” Abba continued. “Did something happen to you or did you just race up and down the steps in less than two seconds?”
Eli laughed and Abba joined him “Are you and Rachel both home?" Abba finally asked, after the laughter had died down.
"Yeah. Rachel’s reading and I’m on the phone." "Good," Abba said. "I want you to both stay at home then until Ima and I get there. We have some important news to share with you about next year."
"Next year?" Eli repeated.
Rachel looked up, a question-mark flashing from her eyes.
"Next year," Abba repeated. Eli put his ear closer to the phone receiver so that he could hear him. “We’ll talk later, though. When Ima and I get home.”
Eli’s grip on the phone tightened. And the plot grows thicker, he thought.
“Okay,” he said out loud. “Rachel and I will be here. Shalom."
"Shalom."
The phone receiver clicked off and Eli stared at it for a long moment before putting it back in its base. "Weird," he said out loud.
Rachel stared.
“Quadruple weird,” Eli continued. “That was Abba, obviously, and he asked if you and I could both make sure to be home when he and Ima come because they have something important to tell us about next year.”
Rachel’s mouth formed a circle. Then she looked at the book on her lap. “Oh,” she said. “Oh.”
“I can’t imagine that the news is that we’re going to stay in Holland past August, Abba and Ima both clearly told us that we’re supposed to move then.”
“Maybe something happened to our house in Israel,” Rachel suggested.
“Or maybe something happened to our mission here in Holland.”
“Maybe.”
Brother and sister stared at each other. Something was definitely going on, and in a short enough while, as soon as their mother and father arrived home, they’d find out just what that something was.
Of one thing, however, they were sure. If Abba had called home about something in the middle of the day, then that “something” was clearly big.
Very big.
To be continued…
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Across:
3. Bikkurim can be brought up from which Yom Tov?
6. What were the pigeons and doves used for?
7. Which species were bikkurim taken from?
9. Who is the wicked man mentioned in the tefillah for bikkurim?
10. Which musical instrument was blown to welcome the bikkurim bearers?
11. What container were the bikkurim carried in?
12. Until when can one bring bikkurim?
Down:
1. See picture.
2. What middah does bikkurim teach us?
4. Where were the bikkurim brought?
5. Who received the bikkurim?
8. Where else is the tefillah for bikkurim found?
עכלעוו
:גאלארפּ ןאמ ריא .רעפּרעק םוצ טקורדעגוצ קראטש ריא ןוא ,דניק עגיד'םישדח-סקעז ,עטראדעגסיוא ריא ןטלאהעג יז טאה טנעה עגידלקאוו טימ 'אטנעלאשזד' ריא טאה ",ןגידנע ךיז טעוו גירק יד זיב החפּשמ עכילביל א ייב ןייז טעוו יז" .טנאוו רעד יוו סאלב ,ןבענרעד ןענאטשעג זיא .ןכארפּשראפ .ןטונימ עלופנייפּ עכילטע ךאנ ןגיוא ענעלאוושעג טימ טגערפעג עמאמ ענעקארשרעד יד טאה "?ןבעלרעביא טעוו יז זא טריטנאראג ךיא ןיב" רעפטנע ןייק טאהעג טשינ טאה – 'אטנעלאשזד' ןעמאנוצ-דנורגרעטנוא ןשלאפ ןטימ ראנ טנעקעג טאה עמאמ יד עכלעוו – רעלדנעס אנעריא טעוו ןעמ זא" :סעמאמ עטריקאש ערעדנא ראפ לאמ רעטרעדנוה טרעפטנעעג ןיוש טאה יז סאוו סאד טרעפטנעעג טאה יז .עגארפ יד ףיוא רעדא סעימעדיפּע ,רעגנוה ןופ ןייגסיוא יז טעוו ,אטעג ןיא אד ןביילב טעוו יז זא .ןבראטש רעכיז יז טעוו ,עקנילבערט ןייק עלעדיימ ןייד ןעמענ ".קנערק א ןסקאוופיוא יז טעוו ?ן'דמש ריא ןעמ טעוו" :סעגארפ עדנור עשירפ א טימ ןלאפאב ריא ןענעז ןרעטלע ענעקארשרעד-טיוט םוצ יד "?ןעמוקאבקירוצ ריא רימ ןלעוו ,ןייגכרוד טעוו גירק יד ןעוו ?ןעז לאמא ןענעק ךאנ ריא רימ ןלעוו ?ןעמאנ ריא ןסיוו יז טעוו ?ןיטסירק
יז" .סרעבמעק סיאול רעליש
זיא סע ןוא ,זיירג-קורד א סאד זיא רשפא ?ריא ןופ טשינ טסייוו רענייק ןוא רעדניק עשידיא ליפיוזא טעוועטארעג טאה א סיאול ראפ טקעדטנא ךיז טאה עדנע םייב רעבא ,גנאל שפּיה ןעמונעג טאה ןעמיוושעגפיורא ןענעז ןטקאפ עכילביולגמוא עלא זיב ןענעז ,ןביוהנא ןכאנ .סניילא טשראפעג טשינ טאה סיאול .שפנ-תריסמ ןוא שזארוק ,ןטאט עשידלעה טימ טלופעגנא ,השרפּ עשיטאמארד ןוא לאמ עכילטע ןליופּ ןייק ןראפעגפּארא וליפא ןוא טשראפעג ,טלבירגעג ןבאה ייז .ןטנעדוטס עגנוי עכילטע ךאנ ןעמוקעגוצ טקעיארפּ םוצ .עטכישעג יד רעביא ןטייהלצנייא ןוא ןלאטעד עגיטנאה-טשרע עשירפ ןראוועג ריואוועג א ןופרעד טכאמעג ןבאה ןטנעדוטס יד .טיירב רעד ןיא ןוא גנעל רעד ןיא טרעסערגראפ ךיז טאה טקעיארפּ-עיראטסיה עלאקאל ,עניילק יד .ןטאטש-עטגינייאראפ יד ןיא סעזנעק טאטשמייה רעייז ןיא טליפּשעגפיוא סאד ןוא ,'לשעלפ א ןיא ןבעל' ,ליפּש ךיוא גנאל ןעמונעג טשינ טאה סע ןוא לאנאיצאנ ןראוועג טמיראב ןוא ןזיוועג זיא סע ,גנונעקרענא ןוא גנוצעש ןעניוועג טאה ליפּש יד ,רעלדנעס אנעריא ,םלועה-תומוא-תדיסח יד ןופ ןטאט עשידלעה יד ןופ ןראוועג ריואוועג טלעוו עצנאג יד זיא ,עדנע םייב .לאנאיצאנרעטניא
רעדניק עשידיא רעטנזיוט ןעוועטאר וצ – החפּשמ עצנאג ןוא ןעמאמ עטלא ריא ןופ ןבעל סאד ןוא – ןבעל סאד טלעטשעגנייא ךיז טאה עכלעוו .עשראוו ןופ אטעג עגיד'ססוג ןוא עטראפּשראפ-שיטעמרעה יד ,בורג-ןבייל ןופ ןוא עידימ יד .ןידלעה עלאנאיצאנרעטניא ןא ןראוועג טכאנרעביא זיא רעלדנעס אנעריא .השרפּ עיינ יד ןופ ןראוועג טפילבראפ זיא טלעוו יד ןעגניזאב ,טכוזאב ריא ןבאה טספּיופּ רעד וליפא ןוא ןטפּיוה-הכולמ ,ןטנעדיזערפּ .ריא ןגעוו ןדער ןוא ןביירש וצ טרעהעגפיוא טשינ טאה עסערפּ .זיירפּ-לבאנ עטמיראב-טלעוו יד ןעמוקאב וצ טאדידנאק א ןעוועג לאמ עכילטע וליפא זיא יז .ןשטנואוו טקישעג רעדא ,'רעוועטאר םעד טעוועטארעג' ןבאה עכלעוו ,ןטנעדוטס ריפ יד ךיוא .ןשטנעמ רעטנזיוט טריריפּסניא טאה עטכישעג עדנפּאכראפ-םעטא ריא טניירפ-ןדיא עסייה ,םלועה-תומוא-ידיסח ןראוועג ןענעז ייז .גיבייא ףיוא ןראוועג טשיוטעג ןענעז ,טלעוו יד ראפ גנוריסאפּ ריא טלייצראפ ןוא .עטעדווירקאב יד ראפ ןלעטשפיוא ךיז ןוא ענעטילעג יד ראפ ןעמעננא ךיז ,ערעדנא ראפ ןוט טימ ןעמונראפ טנייה ןענעז ןוא ⋅⋅⋅
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טרעוו ןוא ךיז טלקיווטנא עטכישעג עדנלעטשפיוא-ראה יד יוזאיוו ןעז ןוא סעזנעק ןייק ןראפפּארא רימ ןלעוו ןעלטיפּאק עגידנעמוק יד ןיא ;רעלדנעס אנעריא ןופ טעברא עלאיצאס עגיצראהטוג יד ןיא ןקילבניירא ןוא ןליופּ ןייק ןעילפרעבירא ךאנרעד ןלעוו רימ ;טנאקאב ךעלסיבוצ ןעוועשזוב עכלעוו קנערק ןוא טיונ ,רעגנוה יד ,אטעג-רעוועשראוו םענופ ןלעטשפיוא סאד ,סיוא טכערב גירק יד יוו ןטלאהטימ ןלעוו רימ ןריצאפּשניירא רימ ןלעוו רעיורט ןוא גאטייוו טימ ;עקנילבערט רעגאל-טיוט םוצ ןסאמ יד ןיא םוטנדיא עשיליופּ סאד טריפ ןעמ זיב טראד רעטנזיוט יוו ןעז רימ ןלעוו טנאנ רעד ןופ ;רעדניק ערעייז ןופ ךיז ןענעגעזעג סעמאמ יוו סענעצס עכילקערש יד ןטלאהטימ ןוא אטעג םעניא ןטלאהטימ ןלעוו רימ ;רעפלעהטימ ץוט א טימ רעלדנעס אנעריא ןידלעה רעזנוא ךרוד אטעג ןגידענערב םענופ טלגאמשעגסיורא ןרעוו רעדניק ןעז רימ ןלעוו קערש טימ ;ןרעוו ןסעגראפ טשינ ןלאז רעדניק-עשידיא יד ןופ עיצאקיפיטנעדיא יד זא לגענ-ןוא-ןייצ טימ טפמעק יז יוזאיוו ןטמיראב-גירעיורט םוצ ןטיילגאב ריא ןלעוו רימ ;טריטסערא טרעוו יז ןוא ןטעטיוויטקא 'ערעטסניפ' עריא ןופ סיוא טניפעג אפּאטסעג יד יוו סאוו לייטרוא ףארטש-טיוט יד ןטלאהטימ רימ ןלעוו קערש טימ ;טגינייפּעג םאזיורג ןוא טראפּשעגנייא טרעוו יז ואוו ,עמרוט 'קאיוואפּ' ןלאטעד עלופטרעוו ,עטנאקאבמוא ,עשירפ יוזא יוו ןעז ,עקירעמא ןייק ןעילפקירוצ רימ ןלעוו עדנע םייב ןוא ;ריא ףיוא ןבעגעגסיורא טרעוו טלעוו יד יוזאיוו ןוא ןליופּ ןייק סעזנעק ןופ רעליש ןוא ןטנעדוטס יד ןופ ןטיזיוו עלאנאיצאמע יד ןטלאהטימ ןוא ףיורא ןעמיווש השרפּ יד ןופ .עטכישעג עכילביולגמוא ריא טלעוו יד ראפ ןלייצראפ ייז ןעוו ,עיצאזנעס-סעיינ יד טימ טמערוטש .עזייר םענופ ןבאה האנה טעוו ריא זא ןפאה רימ .וניפ ירמא ןוצרל ויהיו !גנונאפּש טימ טנייל
יד .ןטקעיארפּ 'גאט עיראטסיה ןלאנאיצאנ'
עסערעטניא סיורג ןפיורעגסיוא טאה ליפּש
וליפא ןליפּש סע ןפורעג ייז טאה ןעמ ןוא
.סעזנעק טאטשמייה רעייז רעסיוא
א ןעוועג זיא – 'לשעלפ א ןיא ןבעל'
א ןגאז וליפא ןלעוו ךאסא ןוא ,ע'טושפּ
יוזא יוו טזייוו עכלעוו – ליפּש ,עוויאאנ
עשידיא ףיוא ןא טפּאלק רעלדנעס אנעריא
ןגייצוצרעביא טריבורפּ ןוא ךיז טעב ;ןריט
-טיוט םוצ םעניא סעמאמ עשידיא
ןבעגוצפיוא
ייז לאז יז ,רעדניק ןוא ךעלציפּ ערעייז
.םוקמוא ןופ ןעוועטאר ןענעק
ס'רעלדנעס טלעוו יד ראפ ןקעדפיוא
טריפּשעג ךיז טאה ,עטכישעג
ןוא לופשזארוק ,גידעקערש סיאול ראפ
סעפּע ןעוועג זיא סע .דנפּאכראפ-םעטא
טשינ טאה רע סאוו ןופ ךילקערש-ראג
ףיוא ןבעג סעמאמ .ןקוקקעווא טנעקעג .רעדניק רעייז
סאד טאה ,ךילנעזרעפּ סיאול ראפ
.ןראמשאק עכילקערש טגנערבעגפיוא
רעגינייוו ןוא ךילנעזרעפּ רעמ ךאסא
טאהעג טאה עמאמ סע'סיאול .לופשזארוק
ןבעגעגפיוא טאה יז – דניק א ןבעגעגפיוא
.טלא ראי ףניפ ןעוועג זיא רע ןעוו סיאול
-סאווראנ יד ףיוא רעדנואוו טימ גידנקוק
רע טאה ,למיה רעגיטכיל רענעראוועג
טצעי טעברא ךיא' :קערש טימ טכארטעג ;רעלדנעס ןופ עיראטסיה יד סיוא שראפ ןוא טייהרערעטיב '?ןיימ טימ ןייז טעוו סאוו ןוא ךיא לעוו" :טריפּאלאג ןעקנאדעג יד ןבאה ןבעגרעביא רעטייוו ןוא ןצעזראפ ,ןטלאהנא טריסאפּ ןבאה עכלעוו ןכאז עכילקערש יד
,רערעל ,עבאב ןוא עדייז ןייז סאוו ץארט טנעקעג טשינ ןבאה ,םיבורק ןוא טניירפ
טשינ רענייק זיא ,קאש רעייז ןטלאהאב
סיאול יוו טריקאש ןוא טשימוצ יוזא ןעוועג
זא טביילגעג טשינ טלאוו רענייק .טסבלעז
סאלק ןופ טניירפ ןייז טימ ןראפ טעוו רע
שרעדנא ןעוועג זיא רעכלעוו ,טראוטס קיימ
.ברעממ חרזמ קוחרכ םיא ןופ
קיימ זיא ,םיא רעביאנגעק ץיז ן'פיוא
,לקנעב-רעגילפ ן'פיוא ןצעזעג םעווקאב
ףיוא טגנעה פּאק ןייז ןעוו ןפאלשעג ףיט
,טייהרעכיזטסבלעז טימ לופ ,קיימ .פּארא
עטסיל עגנאל א טאהעג ןיוש טאה
א ?סיאול רעבא .ךיז טימ תוחלצה ןופ
.לאפכרוד רעלאטאט
טיירדעגסיוא לאמאכאנ ךיז טאה סיאול
ןענעז ןעקנאדעג ענייז ףיוא .רעטסנעפ םוצ
רע עכלעוו רעטרעוו יד ןעמיוושעגפיורא
.דראנאק .רמ ,רערעל ןייז ןופ טרעהעג טאה
סעידוטש-עלאיצאס רעד ןעוועג זיא רע
ןלאנאיצאנ' יד ןופ רעריפנא ןוא רערעל
דראנאק .ןטקעיארפּ 'גאט עיראטסיה
טפנוקוצ יד זא טגאזעג טאהעג ייז טאה
רעייז ןיא טגיל עיראטסיה ס'רעלדנעס ןופ
.טנעה
-א-ןוא-ראי א ןביוהעגנא ךיז טאה סאוו
ןלאנאיצאנ' רע'טושפּ א סלא ראפעב בלאה
ךיז טאה ,'טקעיארפּ גאט עיראטסיה
ןוא טירט עסיורג טימ טלקיווטנא טצעי
רעגיטראנגייא סלא ןראוועג טרימראפ .'טקעיארפּ רעלדנעס אנעריא'
ןיא ןבעל' יד טליפּשעגפיוא ןיוש ןבאה ייז
סאד רעבא ,לאמ עכילטע ליפּש 'לשעלפ א
ךאסא יוו יוזא טגידנעעג טשינ ךיז טאה
.1999 סעזנעק
םוצ ןרעטש ןייז טקורדעגוצ טאה סיאול קראטש גידנקוק ,רעטסנעפ-ןאלפּארע עלעפּארט א ךיז טאה עכלעוו ןוז ן'פיוא סע .קע ןצראווש ס'נאעקא ן'פיוא ןעזעגנא גידנעייז ,טכאנ רעגנאל-ראג א ןעוועג זיא גידנרעה ןוא טייצ עצנאג יד טעמכ ךאוו -טעשזד עגיטכעמ יד ןופ רעדורעג סאד ןגיובעג ךיז טאה ןאלפּארע רעד .ןראטאמ ךיז טאה עמאראנאפּ יד ,סטכער לסיבא ןוא עטנאסערעטניא ןא ,סקניל ןגיובעג יד זא טפאהעג טאה רע .ליפעג ענדאמ טאטשנא ,ןטלאהנא לאז עזייר עגנאל סעפּע ,דנסיוומוא סעפּע ןיא ןלאפניירא .לופשזארוק סעפּע ,דמערפ ,ןביוהעגנא ךיז טאה סעלא סאד ןעוו טנעיילעג לאמ עטשרע סאד טאה רע ןעוו רעביא סעיינ לקיטש עשיטאקאווארפּ א דנע סוינ סע-וי' יד ןיא רעלדנעס אנעריא ,קירוצ םישדח ןצכא 'טראפּער דלראוו ,רעטיירדוצ א רעסיוא ,רענייק טלאוו טעוו סרעבמעק סיאול זא טגאזעגסיואראפ -ןאלפּארע 747 א ןופ רעטסנעפ םייב ןציז ןייק ןאעקא ן'רעביא גידנעילפ ,טעשזד .עשראוו ןייק ,ןליופּ ןייק ,עפּארייא
ןעוועג סאד זיא ,טלא ראי ןצרעפ גידנעייז ןביוהעגנא טאה ןעמ .םולח רעטייוו-ראג א טקעיארפּ-ריטנולאוו א עלוש-ךיוה ןיא רעבא ,'גאט עיראטסיה ןלאנאיצאנ' םענופ
ךיז רעטצעל רעד ןעוועג טלאוו סיאול
סאד זיא טצעי רעבא .ראפרעד ןגארטוצנא ןעוועג זיא רע ןוא ,טייקכילקריוו א ןעוועג .םעד ןיא ןעקנוטעגנייא ףיט
ןבעל ןיא שיוט א :1 לטיפאק
ךיז עדייז ןייז ןפלאהעג ןבאה רעטעברא .לאפמאזוצ-החפּשמ רעייז טימ ןעווארפּס
זיא סע" :ןרעפטנע סלא טגעלפ ליב עדייז
יז ,טאהעג ביל טשינ ריד טאה יז זא טשינ
סע .ןעיצפיוא טנעקעג טשינ ראנ ריד טאה
".דלוש ריא ןעוועג טשינ זיא
טאה עטאט סע'סיאול סאוו ץארט
טשינ טעמכ רע זיא ,טנאנ טניואוועג
רע סאוו לאמ ענלצנייא יד .ןכוזאב ןעמוקעג
ןכוזאב עצרוק ןעוועג ןענעז ,ןעמוק טגעלפ
לאמוצ .ןגיוצעגנא ןעוועג סלא זיא רע ןוא
.הנתמ א ןקיש רע טגעלפ
רעטעברא-עלאיצאס
ןוא טדערעג ןבאה ייז .םיא טימ ןדער ןגעלפ
ןזאלרעביא םיא ןגעוו טדערעג ןוא טדערעג
,שינעשימוצ ןייז ,סעכ ןייז ןגעוו ,רקפה ףיוא טאה לאמ בור .רעיורט ןייז ,תושוב ענייז
טסיפּארעט ןדעי טרעהעגסיוא ראנ רע
ןוא ,עיסעס עגיטונימ 40-50 יד סיואכרוד .ראפעב יוו טשימוצ רעמ ןעגנאגעגסיורא
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ראפ סאב א טוויירדעג טאה ליב עדייז
.טנגעג ןשיראטסיה ןגיטרא םעניא ןטסירוט
ןבאה סיאול ןוא סיליפ עבאב ,ליב עדייז
סאלק-לטימ עניילק א ןיא טניואוועג
ןופ עדניימעג א ,'ןאטלפּיעמ' ןיא עקזייה
ןופ ךרע ןא טלייצעג טאה עכלעוו רעמראפ
.ןשטנעמ טרעדנוה
יד יוו .דניק גנירג ןייק טשינ זיא סיאול
טאה ,טגאזעגסיואראפ ןבאה ןטסיפּארעט
רע .עלוש ןיא ןעמעלבארפּ טאהעג רע
,ץאלפּ ןייא ףיוא ןציז טנעקעג טשינ טאה
רע סאוו ןוטעג טשינ ,טרעהעגסיוא טשינ
ךיז טאה ןוא ייברעד ןטלאהעג טשינ טאה
ןבאה רערעל יד .ןגאלשעג לאמ ךאסא
ךאסא ןוא םיא וצ חוכ ןייק טאהעג טשינ
טשינ ןבאה ,עסיוועג .ןבעגעגפיוא ןבאה
.טריבורפּ ןוא ןבעגעגפיוא
ראפ טגאזעג רערעל א טאה לאמנייא
זא – סיאול ןופ טראוונגעג ןיא – ליב עדייז
עלאמראנ א ןענעז ןכורבסיוא-סעכ ענייז
ךרוד ליפיוזא זיא רע סאוו ךאנ ,גוניישרע
,םייהא געוו ן'פיוא .ןבעל גנוי ןייז ןיא
עדייז רעד טאה ,טפּעשרע גידנעייז
ליפיוזא ןכאמ ןראפ ןטלאהעגראפ םיא
טשינ טסנעק" .סאלק ןיא ןעמעלבארפּ
סיאול טאה ,טונימ עכילטע ךאנ "?ןעורנייא
סאווראפ" :עגארפ א טימ טרעפטנעעג
"?טזאלעגרעביא רימ יז טאה
ןכאמוצקעווא טריבורפּ טאה עדייז רעד טיירדעגקעווא ךיז טאה רעבא ,עגארפ יד
עדייז' ,עטאט ס'נטאט ןייז ,עדייז ןייז ןבאה ,'סיליפ עבאב' ,יורפ ןייז ןוא ,'ליב ןריבורפּ וצ טיירג ןענעז ייז זא ןכארפּשראפ ןעוועג טשינ זיא סע .ןעוועדאהוצפיוא םיא ןייק ןעוועג טשינ גנאל ןיוש ןענעז ייז .גנירג טריבורפּ ןבאה ייז .רעדניק עגנוי וצ ןרעטלע ןיוש זיא ןדאש רעד רעבא ,עטסעב סאד .טכאמעגנא ןעוועג ןייז ןופ דאלפוש ןטשרעטנוא םעניא ןייז ןופ דליב א ןטלאהעג רע טאה ,עפאש טנפעעג טשינ לאמנייק טאה רע .עמאמ טאה ןראי ערעטעפּש יד ןיא .דאלפוש םעד זא ,ןסילוק יד רעטניה ןופ טרעהעג רע ךאז עלאמראנ א ןעוועג זיא םייה ןייז ןיא טגנערבעגוצ טאה סאד .סגארד ןוא תורכש .עידעגארט ןייז טרעיובעג טאה עגארפ עגידענערב ןייא ןייז םיא טאה סאווראפ" :חומ ןייז ןיא ןעוועג זיא סיאול "?טזאלעגרעביא עמאמ -עלאיצאס ןוא ןגאלאכיספּ זא רעכיז
"?שרעדנא ןייז ךיא לעוו ?רימ טימ
יד ,טזאלעגכאנ ןבאה ןראטאמ יד
טפּאטשראפ לאמאכאנ ךיז ןבאה ןרעיוא
ךיז ןביוהעגנא טאה ןאלפּארע רעד ןעוו
טניישעג ןיוש טאה ןוז יד .ןזאלוצפּארא
יוזא ,ןאעקא ן'פיוא טפארק ןצנאג ןטימ
א ןקרעמאב טנעקעג טאה סיאול זא ,ראלק
רע .רעסאוו ן'פיוא ןטנוא ףיש-טראפּסנארט
ךיז ,קיסאפּ-ץיז םעד טכאמעג זיול טאה
ןלאמש ,ןעמעווקאבמוא ן'פיוא טנאלעגנא
גנאהראפ םעד טכאמראפ ,ץיז-ןאלפּארע
םעד טרעדנואוואב ןוא רעטסנעפ םענופ
ענייז ןופ ןפיולטנא טשינ ןעק רע זא טקאפ .ןעקנאדעג עשימרוטש
יד ןבאה ,ןגיוא עטכאמראפ טימ וליפא .טזאלעגפּא טשינ תונורכז
ןעוועג זיא סיאול ןעוו טריסאפּ טאה סאד
רעייז ןיא לאמטכאנ ןטימניא ,ראי ףניפ
ןיא םראפ א ףיוא עקזייה עטזאלעגכאנ
ןבאה עמאמ ןייז ןוא סיאול .סעזנעק-ברעמ
ןעמ רעצעלפּ ליפוצ ףיוא טניואוועג ןיוש
טאה םראפ םעניא .ןלייצ ןענעק ןייז לאז
.רעמיצ רענעגייא ןייז טאהעג שטאכ רע ,ןגאלש ןוא ןרעפּמא ךיז ןופ ןראי ךאנ ןשיווצ געלשעג א ךאנ ןעמוקעגראפ זיא 'עלאמראנ' א .עמאמ ןוא עטאט ןייז םייב ןצעזעג זיא סיאול .םייה עשיא'יוג .שיילפ לקיטש א ןעייק וצ גידנריבורפּ ,שיט זיא סאד .רעכעה ןראוועג זיא רעדורעג סאד .געלשעג עטצעל ס'נרעטלע ענייז ןעוועג ןביוהעגפיוא דליוו ךיז טאה עמאמ ןייז ןוא לקנעב ריא טעיירדעגרעביא ,שיט ןופ .בוטש ןופ ןפאלעגסיורא טרעהעג סיאול טאה ךאנרעד טראה ןדימ ,ןטלא םענופ גנאלק ןגישיור םעד דמאז גידנצירפּש .ןדניצנא ךיז ראטאמ זיא סאד .ןראפעגפּא ראק יד זיא ,לארעביא טאה סיאול סאוו לאמ עטצעל סאד ןעוועג לאמנייק ךיז טאה יז .עמאמ ןייז ןעזעג רעטסנעפ יד ןופ .םיא ןופ טנגעזעג טשינ רעד יוו טסגנא טימ טקוקעגוצ רע טאה סע זיב ,רעטייוו ןוא רענעלק טרעוו ראק .ןגיוא ענייז ןופ ןדנואוושראפ זיא ייב טצירקעגנייא ןענעז ןטנעמאמ ענעי רעבא ,דליב א ןעוועג ןטלאוו ייז יוו ,םיא .טלפּענראפ קראטש זיא םורא סעלא רעשיטאטש א וצ ןעמונעג םיא טאה ןעמ רעטעברא-עלאיצאס א ואוו ,טלאטשנא םיא ןעק עטאט ןייז זא טגאזעג םיא טאה .ןעיצפיוא טשינ
-טיוט םוצ יד ענעקארשרעד ןענעז ןרעטלע
םעד טכאמעג ןעמ טאה גאט םענעי ךאנ .שיוט
ןטצעל ן'פיוא ןראוועג טצעזעג זיא סיאול
ןעוועג זיא רעמיצ רעד .104 רעמיצ ןיא עייר
יד ןופ רערעייט ןוא רעגיטפול ,רעסערג
-ךיוה 'ןואטנאינוי' םעניא ןסאלק עגירביא
טראד ךיז טאה עירענישאמ ערעייט .עלוש
ןיא ןטנעדוטס יד
ןפלעהסיורא וצ ,ןענופעג
ןעוועג ןענעז טנעוו יד .סעידוטש ערעייז
ראפ ןעגנונעכייצסיוא טימ ןעגנאהאב
ןבאה עכלעוו ,רעליש יד ןופ טעברא יד .ןטקעיארפּ עיראטסיה טריצודארפּ
דראנאק .רמ טאה גאט ןטשרע םעניא
עיראטסיה עלאנאיצאנ' יד רעביא טדערעג
ןבאה רעליש ענייז סאוו ןטקעיארפּ 'גאט
טאה רע .ןראי ענעגנאגראפ יד ןיא טכאמעג
ןיא ןשטנעמ רעביא טדערעגמורא ךאסא
,ערעדנא ןפלאהעג ןבאה עכלעוו עיראטסיה
ןוא עטעדווירקאב יד ראפ ןעמונעגנא ךיז
ראי ןיא .עטגינייפּעג יד ראפ ןגאלשעג ךיז 'ןואטנאינוי' ןיא ראי 11 ןענרעל ן'כאנ ,1999
טריצודארפּ רעליש ענייז ןבאה ,עלוש-ךיוה
'גאט עיראטסיה עלאנאיצאנ' 40 רעביא .ןטקעיארפּ
.רמ טאה ",ךייא ןופ טראוורע ךיא"
עשיראטסיה יד זא" ,טצעזעגראפ דראנאק
ןוא ןשראפ טעוו ריא עכלעוו ןטקעיארפּ
רעייא ןיא שיוט א ןכאמ ןלאז ןענרעל
ןייטשראפ טעוו ריא זא ,ףאה ךיא .ןבעל
ןשיוט וצ טאה שטנעמ ןייא סאוו חוכ יד
טימ טגידנעעגוצ טאה רע ",עיראטסיה
ןייז ןעק שטנעמ ןייא רעד ןוא" :סאטאפּ ".וד
גידנעמענ טשינ ,ןטניה ןצעזעג זיא סיאול
םענופ עיסימ יד .טסנרע רעטרעוו יד
ןרעכעה ןעגנאהעג זיא סאלק םעיינ
רע טאה רעדנואוו טימ .'דרואבקעלב'
זיא סאוו לוואט ןסיורג ן'פיוא טקוקעג
– טריטיצ טאה רעכלעוו ,ןעגנאהעג טראד :ל"זח ןופ – עיסרעוו עטיירדראפ א לסיבא
יד טשיוט ,שטנעמ ןייא טשיוט סאוו רעד"
".טלעוו עצנאג
םולח ןטסדליוו ןיא טאה סיאול
אראפסאוו ,גנונא ןייק טאהעג טשינ
גנוקעדפיוא עשיראטסיה ,עדנלסיירטפיוא
.טלעוו יד ראפ ןסיוו ןזאל טעוו רע
ןראי ןיוש טראוו סאוו גנוקעדפיוא ןא
.ךאלפרעביוא ן'פיוא ןעמיוושוצפיורא
.השרפ עיינ יד ןופ רעלדנעס אנעריא
טכאנרעביא זיא ניא ןא ןראוועג ־
עלאנאיצאנרעט
עידימ יד .ןידלעה
טאה עסערפ ןוא טרעהעגפיוא טשינ
ןדער ןוא ןביירש וצ
דיזערפ .ריא ןגעוו ־
פיוה-הכולמ ,ןטנע ־
רעד וליפא ןוא ןט
ריא ןבאה טספיופ גניזאב ,טכוזאב ־
טקישעג רעדא ןע זיא יז .ןשטנואוו לאמ עכילטע וליפא
ידנאק א ןעוועג ־
יד ןעמוקאב וצ טאד
עטמיראב-טלעוו
.זיירפ-לבאנ
טאה סיאול .ןרערט טימ טקיטשעג ךיז ןוא
ןליפעג עלא ןטלאהאב ראנ ,טנייוועג טשינ
-ףיט ,ץאלפּ רעליטש ,עלעקנוט א ןיא
ןענעז ייז ואוו ,לרעמעק-ץראה א ןיא ףיט
.טכאקעג ןוא טדיזעג ,ןסקאוועג
ןוא ,טגיוטעג סיאול טאה ךאז ןייא
.ענאיפּ א ףיוא ןליפּש :טנעקעג טוג-ראג
טאה רע עכלעוו ןופ ,גאט ןטכעלש א ךאנ
,רעמיצ ןייז ןיא ןיירא רע זיא ,ךאסא טאהעג ןבעגעגסיוא ךיז ןוא ריט יד טכאמראפ
.טניישעג רע טאה ןאד .ענאיפּ ן'פיוא ⋅⋅⋅
ןביוהעגנא טשינ ךיז טאה עלוש-ךיוה
.סרעבמעק סיאול ראפ סופ עטכער יד טימ ןעמוקעגסיוא טשינ ךיז רע זיא רערעל ןטימ גאט ןטייווצ םעניא .טונימ עטשרע יד ןופ .רמ ,רערעל ןטייווצ א טגערפעג סיאול טאה ןעמונעגניירא םיא טלאוו רע יצ ,דראנאק .סאלק ןייז ןיא ",טעברא ערעווש-ראג טוט סאלק ןיימ"
סאד טסנעק" ,רעפטנע רעד ןעמוקעג זיא "?סיאול ,ןוט ,שינכעט ".טעברא יד ןוט ןעק ךיא ,אי" ןיא רעבא ,טנגיל ןייק ןעוועג טשינ סע זיא .שרעדנא סעפּע ראג ןיוש זיא ,טעטילאער
דראנאק .רמ זא טניימעג טאה סיאול
םתסה ןמ טאה רע .ןיינ ןגאז רעכיז טעוו תורצ אראפסאוו רערעל עלא ןופ טרעהעג .סאלק ןיא טכאמעגנא טאה רע ןיא סיאול טקוקעג טאה דראנאק .רמ ,סעדנוקעס עכילטע טראוועג ,ןגיוא יד סאלק ןיימ ,סיאול" :ןפורעגנא ךיז ןוא טפור ןעמ .סאלק א ךאנ םתס טשינ זיא א ראפ 'סידאטס לעשאס וויטיעירק' סע ןופ ךאסא גנאלראפ ךיא .ךאזרוא עטוג םעד וצ ןעמוק טשינ זומ ןעמ .רעליש ןדעי טעב ךיא רעבא .ליוו סע רעוו ראנ ,סאלק א ןריצודארפּ וצ ןעמענרעטנוא ךיז לאז ןדעי .טקעיארפּ 'גאט עיראטסיה רעלאנאיצאנ'
ךאנ טעבראמייה ךאסא אד ךיוא זיא סע ןא זיא סע .ןשראפ ךאסא ףראד ןעמ .לוקס
"?טיירג וטסיב .תוירחא ןוא לוע
וצ טכארטעג סיאול טאה ',שיראנ יוו'
זיא סאלק ןייז זא טניימ רערעל רעדעי' .ךיז
רע טאה ",רעכיז ,אי" .רעטסגיטכיוו רעד ,טייקראטש ןטכאמעג א טימ טרעפטנעעג ".םעלבארפּ םוש ןייק"
ןראוועג טפילבר
LONDON IS COMING TO BROOKLYN
Siamang Gibbon
The Siamang Gibbon is part of the extensive monkey family at large and particularly the smart ape family (which includes the Orangutan, Chimpanzee, etc.). Of the 9 species of gibbons, they are the largest, able to reach a height of 3 feet or even more.
Their body (besides for the face, hands and feet) is totally covered with thick, jet black fur. Their hands are extremely long - even longer than their whole body! - but their main identifying characteristic is their “throat pouch” which expands even larger than their heads!
'עפלאמ' עסיורג יד וצ טגנאלאב ןָאביג גנעמעייס רעד טרפב החפשמ 'פיע' ערעגולק יד וצ ןוא ללכב עילימאפ .)ג"דא יזנעפמישט ,ןעטאגנערא יד ךיז ןיא טאה עכלעוו( גידנענעק ,עטסערג יד ייז ןענעז ,סנָאביג טראס ןיינ עלא ןופ
.רעמ ךאנ לאמוצ ןוא ,ךעיוה סיפ 3 וצ ןעמוקנא זיא )סיפ ןוא טנעה ,םינפ יד רעסיוא( רעפרעק רעייז רעייז .ראה עצראווש-ךעפ ,עקיד טימ טקעדעגרעביא
,ענעסקאוואב יד ןיא ,רעמייב יד ןשיווצ ןעניואוו סנָאביג גנעמעייס יד ןכרוד ךאסא ראג טנגער רעצעלפ עשיפארט יד ןיא .רעדלעוו עמעראוו יד ראפ טוג טקנופ - ןסקאוואב ןוא סייה ,סאנ טראד זיא ראפרעד ,ראי עטסערג ,עטסכעה יד ףיוא ןעניואוו וצ ןכוזפיוא ןלעוו ייז .סגנעמעייס
.רעמייב עמאמ ,עטאט טלאהטנא עכלעוו ,סעפורג עניילק ןיא ךיז ןעיירד ייז
ךיז ןלעוו ןוא ןטייווצ םוצ רענייא יירטעג רעייז ןענעז ייז .רעטסיוושעג ןוא .ךילגעמ זיא סע סאוו טימ ןוא ףראד ןעמ ןעוו ןפלעהסיורא
ךיוא זיא עכלעוו - עניילק סאד טעוו ,דניק א טאה עמאמ א ןעוו ראפ ןעמאמ םענופ ןייגפארא טשינ - ראה עצראווש-ךעפ טימ טקעדאב טעוו ךאנרעד .ראה עגנאל ריא ףיוא ןעגנעהנא ךיז ראנ ,םישדח עכילטע ןפאלש דניק סאד טעוו טכאנ עדעי רעבא ,ןפלעהסיורא עטאט רעד ךיוא .ןעמאמ ןטימ ןרעוו ייז ןלעוו ראי יירד ייב טשרע .ןעלקיווטנא וצ ךיז גנאל טמענ סע טימ גנאל שפיה ןביילבראפ ןלעוו ייז רעבא ,גידנעטשטסבלעז ןצנאגניא ייז זא ,החפשמ יד ןופ ןביירטראפ ייז ןעמ טעוו ראי 5-6 ייב
Siamang gibbons live among the trees in verdant, tropical forests. In these tropical areas it rains constantly throughout the year therefore it is wet, hot and fertile - just right for the siamangs. They will opt to live on the tallest, largest trees.
They assemble in small groups which include a father, mother and their offspring. They are very devoted to each other and will help each other out whenever the need arises if possible.
When a new baby is born - also covered with jet black furthe baby will remain attached to the mother for several months holding on to her long fur. Afterwards, the father will also help out, but at night the baby will sleep with the mother.
It takes a while for them to develop. Only at 3 years old are they completely independent, but they will still remain with the family for a lengthy period. At 5-6 years old they are chased away from the family to go establish their own family unit.
Youdon'tneedto be famous toenjoy the small pleasures oflife .
ןוא ןפייפ סאד זיא ,ןבאה סנָאביג גנעמעייס יד סאוו טפאשנגייא ןא 'קַאז' יד ןעוו .'שטוַאפּ זלאה' םעד ןזאלבפיוא ךרוד סאד ןעוט ייז .ןעיירש טכליה עכלעוו ,תולוק עכילרעמאי ןזאלסיורא ייז ןענעק ןזאלבעגפיוא זיא
זא ןרעה ןזאל וצ ,ןוט סאד ייז ןלעוו גאט א לאמ עכילטע .דלאוו ןיא פא .אד ןענעז ייז א וליפא לאמוצ( ןזייפש ךיז ןוא ןסע ןביולק ןייגמורא ייז ןלעוו תועש ייז ןלעוו גאט םענופ לייט עסיורג א רעבא ,)םיוב ןייא ףיוא גאט ןצנאג .)טכאנייב ןדנוטש-ףאלש עלאמראנ יד רעסיוא( ןעורוצפא ךיז ןגיילקעווא
ןיא ךיז ןעניפעג עכלעוו ןסקואוועג טראס עלא ןענעז ןסע טפיוה רעייז יד ןוא ךיז ןזייפש ייז סאוו טימ סעלא טנכערעגסיוא ןבאה רעשראפ .דלאוו !ןטראס 160 םומינימ וצ ןעמוקעגנא זיא עטסיל טצעי טא ןענעז עכלעוו עשירפ ,עגנוי טרפב ,רעטעלב ייז ןסע רקיעב רעייז טעוו ,ןטייצ עגיטכיר יד ןיא רעדא ,רעצעלפ עסיוועג ןיא .ןסקאוועג
עטגיטייצעג ןייז ךיוא טעוו סאוו ,טכורפ טנעצארפ 60 ןופ ןייטשאב עטעיד ,ןעמולב טייצ-וצ-טייצ ןופ ןסע ייז ןלעוו ךיוא .)ןגייפ לאמ בור( עפייר ןוא .ןטקעזניא ענלצנייא ןוא רעייא רעייז ,לגיופ רעקוקוצ יד ואוו ,טלעוו יד ףיוא סוז ךאסא רעייז ןיא ךיז ןעניפעג ייז גנוניוטש טימ ןרעה ןוא גנוריפפיוא עטנאסרעטניא רעייז טימ ןטלאה .תולוק ןוא ןעיירשעג עדליוו ערעייז
One characteristic of the siamang gibbons is their shrieking and howling. They accomplish this by puffing up their ‘throat pouch’. When the sack is expanded they produce howling cries which echo in the entire forest. They will do this several times during the day to announce their presence.
They spend hours collecting food and eating (sometimes even an entire day on one tree), but they will allocate a large portion of the day to rest (besides for the regular sleep hours during the night).
Their main source of food is the many varieties of vegetation found in the forest. Scientists listed everything they eat and the list reached a minimum of 160 kinds!
Primarily, they consume leaves, especially young, fresh ones that just sprouted. In certain areas, or time periods, their diet will be comprised of 60% ripe fruit (mostly figs). They will also feed on flowers and occasionally birds and their eggs and some insects.
They are found in many zoos throughout the world, where visitors observe their fascinating behavior and listen to their wild shrieks and clamor.
Finally,
ןוא דנַאלייט ,עיזַאלַאמ ןופ רעדלעוו יד : ץאלפ 22-24 ,הביקנ ;טנופ 26-31 ,רכז :גאוו רעמ וליפא לאמוצ ;סיפ 3 זיב :ךעיוה-גנעל 2-3 עדעי דניק 1 :רעדניק ןטקעזניא ןוא ןעמולב ,טכורפ ,רעטעלב :ןסע טנאקאבמוא :םיאנוש 40 זיב ,וז ןיא ;ראי 25-30 :ןבעל טנזיוט 200 רעביא :גנורעקלעפאב
Habitat: The forests in Malaysia, Thailand and Sumatra
Weight: male 26-31 lbs, female 22-24 lbs
Length-height: up to 3 ft, sometimes more
Offspring: 1 baby every 2-3 years
Food: leaves, fruit, flowers and insects
Predators: unknown
Lifespan: 25-30 years; in zoos up to 40
Population: over 200,000
ךאז א ,רעפרעק ריא ףיוא דניק ריא טלאה עמאמ ןָאביג גנעמעייס א .1
.םישדח רָאפּ עטשרע יד טוט יז סאוו טניואוו ןָאביג גנעמעייס א :וז א ןיא לטשסיוא רעטנאסערעטניא ןא .2 .ןעטאגנערא רעד ,בורק ןייז טימ ןעמאזוצ
.םורא םיא טמענ סאוו םיוצ יד ןיא ןיירא טסייב ןָאביג גנעמעייס א .3
.ןייצ עקראטש ענייז ראלק טעז ןעמ ןטימ רענייא ןדער סנָאביג גנעמעייס ייווצ :תופועו תויח תוחיש .4 .ךארפש-םוטש ףיוא ןטייווצ טכייל ןָאביג גנעמעייס רעד טגנירפש ,טנעה עגנאל-ראג רעייז טימ .5 .ןטייווצ
1. A SG mommy carrying her baby, something she does for the first few months.
2. An interesting setting in a zoo: a siamang gibbon living together with his cousin, the orangutan.
3. A siamang gibbon biting the fence of his cage. His strong teeth are clearly visible.
4. Two SG carrying a conversation in a language known only to them.
5. With his extra long hands the siamang gibbon easily swings from tree to tree.
6. Two young SG playing in a zoo enjoying the trees and ropes to climb and jump.
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Hi there!
Wouldn’t it be nice to have your school supplies stand out when you go back to school next week?
Below is a project that will give your supplies a unique look, ensuring that they stand out in a special and bold way. I tried to use supplies that you probably have lying around your house, or that are not expensive, so that you can do this on your own without asking your mother for money (again ).
If you’re a mother making this for your kids as a surprise, then all I can say is Wow!! You certainly deserve the mother’s award of the year!!
The method for decorating here is called hydro dipping. It’s a process that is safe and uses mainly indoor-friendly supplies.
Hydro dipping, also known as water image transfer, or marbling, is a fun project that lets you “paint” items with swirls of your favorite colors and the use of water. As you will surely discover, hydro dipping is easy, fun and unique—no two dips will look the same.
When I began this project, I started by dipping several supplies into a pan. After that, my kids began running around the house in search of more things for me to dip into the marbleized paint mixture, it was that much fun to do and watch!
Bear in mind that you won’t get exactly the same results as I did, but that the whole fun of hydro dipping is that no two creations will ever come out exactly the same.
Also, remember that the paints, and everything that they’re used in or on, is not suitable for a dishwasher or microwave.
• A bucket or pan of clean water
• A selection of colorful nail polish
• Tape (An optional item to keep some space free of nail polish.)
• Stirrer stick/toothpick (This is an optional item, and I did not use mine. Instead, I just shook the paint out in a random pattern and liked that best.)
• Rubber gloves (The paint will stick to whatever it comes in contact with.)
• Plastic drip mat (This is a MESSY project! As I got into it, I began flinging the acrylic paint around and the drop cloth beneath
became an absolutely necessity.)
• Wax paper (To rest items on until the paint dries.)
• School supplies to decorate. I decorated a pencil case, a school bag, a notebook, a personal calendar, a water bottle, a mug, and pencils and pens.
• Primer like RUSTOLEUM 2X Acrylic for adhering to plastic (Optional, but nice if you can find it.)
• Finisher/sealer like Americana Acrylic Sealer/Finisher Gloss
1. After gathering your supplies, preparing the surface of the objects that you plan to decorate. The items need to be clean of grease, dust, and dirt. (See Step 3 below about optionally applying tape to create negative space, or spots that the nail polish won’t reach.)
2. Spray the items with the primer. This is an optional step and must be done outside, or in a well- ventilated room. After spraying your items, let them dry in a dust-free area.
3. Bring your dried items back in and prepare your plastic drip mat to work on. Now, you’re all ready to begin!
Step #1
Fill your bucket 3/4 of the way with clean room temperature water. The water will rise as you plunge your items into the bucket, so make sure that the bucket is not filled to the top.
Step #2
Tip the nail polish containers over the surface of the water so that a pattern forms. Don’t overthink the process as the pattern will change with each successive pour. What I did was I willy nilly shook my hand as the lovely colors swirled and floated on water. Keep switching up the colors and give a few shakes of each new color over the previous colors. The best part about this process is that the tilting the nail polish over the water is what creates the pattern. All you have to do is keep moving your arm until you’re happy with the results. Alternatively, you can use the stirrer stick/toothpick to stir the water slightly. Make sure the toothpick only touches the water and NOT the nail polish, or it will pull the polish out of the water.
Step #3
Hydro dipping. Yay! Pop on your gloves and dip each item slowly into the marbleized water. There’s no need to move the item around. Simply dunk, remove, and dry.
Remember the paint will stick to whatever it comes in contact with, this includes the sides of the container, your hands, and anything else so use caution!
To create negative space, or spots that the polish can’t touch, tape those areas off before you begin.
Repeat step 3 on all of your items until the paint is used up. After that, use a stick or wooden spoon to remove any paint remnants and begin the process all over again!
Let your work dry completely before handling again. Items will be very wet from paint and water so make sure that they are completely dry before you touch them. I left my items for about 2 hours before I was able to touch them without them feeling tacky.
Step #5
Optionally seal your items with a finisher once they’re dry. This will prevent the paint from coming off in the future. Do this by spraying the items in a wwell-ventilated room or outside, in a dust free area.
Now it’s time to go to school with a fresh new look that no one else is going to have!!!
As a bonus decorate two mugs and fill one with pencils to give to your teacher as a gift! She will be sure not to forget you!!
Happy Hydro Dipping!
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It’s almost sundown, I’d better find a place to daven Minchah…
I’ll go into that abandoned old ruin over there and daven.
While Rabbi Yose was praying, Eliyahu HaNavi stood and guarded the entrance to the ruin.
Tell me, my son, why did you enter this ruin?
To daven!
Why didn’t you pray on the road?
I was afraid that I would be interrupted by other travelers.
My son, what voice did you hear in the ruin?
You should have recited a shortened tefillah on the road instead of entering this ruin!
At that time, I learned three things from Eliyahu HaNavi: We do not enter a ruin because it is dangerous; we may daven on the road; and one who is davening on the road should recite a shortened tefillah
I heard a Heavenly voice cooing like a dove and saying, “Woe to my children! Because of their sins, I destroyed My house and burned My Beis HaMikdash, and sent them into exile among the nations…
My son, by your life and by your head! It was not only at that moment that the voice cried out, but it cries out every single day, three times a day! And every time the Jewish people enter the beis knesses or beis midrash and say “Amen, yehei shmei rabbah mevorach,” it is as if HaKadosh Baruch Hu nods His heads and says, “Fortunate is the King who is so praised! How great is the pain of the father who exiled his children, and woe to the children who were exiled from their father’s table…”
“Amen, yehei shmei rabbah mevorach!”
I missed the bus, and then I saw someone who really needed my help…
I was out babysitting and one of the kids had a strange-looking wart. I knew that my mother would know just the right way to treat it…
I was lost and crying when a woman offered to help me. Turned out that she was my mother’s seminary roommate!
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Rebbi, is the Maariv prayer mandatory or optional?
Rebbi, is the Maariv prayer mandatory or optional?
But Rabbi Yehoshua just told me that Maariv is optional!
It is optional!
It is mandatory!
Rabbi Shimon bar Yochai asked Rabbi Yehoshua
Rabbi Shimon bar Yochai asked Rabban Gamliel
Wait until all the Sages gather in beis midrash…
Suppose you wrote out all the numbers between 1 and 100. How many times would you write a 9? (Try to solve it in your head—not on paper!)
Two fathers and two sons went to a restaurant. They each ordered a hamburger. Each person ate his whole hamburger. Yet only three hamburgers were eaten. How is that possible?
Answers in next weeks issue
Answers in next weeks issue
Some of you may be just beginning your school shopping excursions with the teachers’ school supply lists firmly in one hand and a fat, unsuspecting wallet in the other. Some of you may have finished your school shopping long ago and, hence, are lounging in your yard with your feet up as you read this article, wondering why your neighbors, have lists in their hands and are giving you dirty looks as they pile into their cars. (If it makes you feel any better, I’ll let you know that my lists
are still waiting in my inbox, unopened, unread, and clearly unshopped for as of yet due the deadline of this article.) Either way, from my vast school-supplyshopping experience, I have learned that just when you think you are done with it, there will always, ALWAYS, be more to shop for. But fear not, for I have graciously decided to share my own list of super-important objects to shop for and stock up on, to save you the time and energy of an extra shopping trip. And to save everyone else the extra traffic.
For you, for your kids who don’t kvetch, for your kids who do kvetch, for the salesgirl and the lady at the register. And for your cleaning lady. Chocolate in all shapes and sizes will win you more eager help, less dirty looks, and- best of all- sanity. But don’t forget to save the best ones for when the kids are finally in school, and you can savor every last morsel uninterrupted.
I’m not sure if these are meant to benefit the student, the teacher or the parents, but your kid will likely drive you nuts when everyone comes in with the latest fidget spinner/cube/circle/ snake, etc. In fact, perhaps you’d like to be mindful of other parents and buy one for every kid in the class. Thank you in advance. Disclaimer: Yes, every one of these end up broken into a million little pieces- that’s what happens when they get bored of fidgeting and decide to throw it at their brothers instead. Don’t feel bad.
I’m told that all it takes to be a Somebody is a noodle-soup. When I was younger, the only kosher one was Tradition, and we were allowed to have it once a year- max. For my older kids it was muktzah all year long. But now- don’t ask me how or why- it’s taken over the world. If you don’t believe me, ask your child’s teacher. My policy is a maximum of two a week- per kid, not per family-but in your house you get to set the rules—so enjoy. Warning: If you don’t set limits,
noodle-soups will be running for president in the next election.
There are some incredible mothers out there who make sock-matching parties for their kids. When I tried to host mine, only I showed up. So for the rest of us, sock clips are the way to go unless you want to be matching socks all day, every day, for the rest of your life. As for getting your kids to actually attach their socks to the clip at the end of the day? That’s beyond my payroll, sorry.
As pretty, functional, and expensive as insulated non-disposable lunch boxes are, they have to be used to make it worth anyone’s while. I’ve invested in dozens of these over the years, but when my kids reached a certain age, I’d keep mysteriously finding them on the counter or floor with only apples and clementines still inside. I finally cracked the mystery when I noticed my fifth grader shoving her snacks into her knapsack’s largest pocket. And when I asked her why she wanted her snack smushed along with her school supplies she responded curtly by saying: “Well, no one brings lunch boxes anymore!” At least with brown paper bags, the food is all contained, and you get to write your child’s name on it. From past experience, however, I’d advise you to ask your child for permission before writing mushy love notes on those bags-- especially if your children are in high school. Either way, it seems like nothing triggers the appetite like the crunching of a good, old-fashioned, paper bag.
In our uber-disposable, presentation-happy
generation, it’s important that your high-school daughter getss all of her friends to ooh and aah at her fancy salad container. So what if it’s only filled with leftover lettuce from Shabbos and pretzel crumbs from the bottom of the bag? 95% of the contents of the container is bound to come home anyway. Like most else, it’s just for show.
Yes, apparently you can send a bottle of hot sauce, too. Especially for the boys. In case you haven’t yet noticed, kids like to live on the edge nowadays, in the form of spicy chips.
And straws. It’s part and parcel of being a highschool girl. And the younger sister in elementary who wants to copy the high schooler. And the preschooler who wants to copy the elementary kid…. Just think of it as part of the uniform. A smoothie in any other form is, apparently, nothing less than treif.
Maybe. See below to figure out if this applies to you or not.
Dear parent,
Your child has been coming to our office with signs of hunger. Please send in additional snacks. Thanking you in advance,
Dear Nurse,
I implore you to please check my daughter’s knapsack where you will find the likes of an entire fruit store. And rice cakes. There should also be some spelt pretzels in there from yesterday. Please beware of students who eat all their
junky snacks first recess and then complain of starvation by second recess, when all they really need is some nutrients from normal food.
Thanking you in advance,
for when the neighbors’ kids come home from school. And pretzels and muffins for when your kids come home from school. Unless your kids will eat the carrot sticks and sliced apples. If they’re willing to do that, you may as well send them to the neighbors.
For the lunches you want to make. the ones you’ll end up eating because your kids made themselves noodles, pizza bagels. or knishes instead. Or else maybe they finished off one of the above-mentioned noodle-soups while you were busy slicing and trimming the crusts of your heartfelt, whole-wheat avocado sandwich for them.
for the way home. Because there are always some kids (not mine) who save their best snacks for the way home. Maybe they’re the type of kids who don’t think about food all day, or else they’re kids who find some kind of morbid satisfaction in making other kids jealous. Those kids then cause other kids to ask for their own “way-home” snacks. And that’s where you pull out the leftover carrots and apples which your kids will either take them happily, or else they’ll walk away and leave you in peace with your magazine. Which is exactly when you pull out the chocolate.
Prep time: 5-minute smoothie bowl Yields: 1 serving
Intro:
With back-to-school mornings soon upon us, set aside this terrific recipe so that breakfast doesn’t take a backseat. This 5-minute smoothie bowl, blending speed and nutrition, is the perfect antidote to the morning rush.
And in the meantime, while the summer is still winding down, this recipe will add a great and energizing kickstart to your day. Can it possibly get better than that?
Instructions:
Blend smoothie base: In a high-speed blender, combine strawberries, blueberries, mango, Greek yogurt, honey (or maple syrup), and almond milk. Blend until smooth and creamy. Adjust almond milk and sweetness according to your preference.
Ingredients:
1/2 cup Fresh strawberries
1/2 cup Fresh blueberries
1/2 cup Ripe mango, diced
1/2 cup Greek yogurt
1 tbsp Honey or maple syrup (for sweetness)
1/2 cup Almond milk (adjust to preferred consistency)
Garnish:
1 Banana, sliced
A handful of fresh blueberries
2 tbsp Granola, crushed
2 tbsp Shaved coconut
1-2 tbsp Peanut butter (melted for drizzling)
Prepare:
peanut butter drizzle: In a microwave-safe bowl, heat the peanut butter for about 20-30 seconds until it's warm and has a pourable consistency.
Assemble Smoothie Bowl: Pour the smoothie mixture into a bowl. Garnish by arranging banana slices and blueberries on top. Sprinkle with crushed granola and shaved coconut. Finally, drizzle the warmed peanut butter over the bowl in a zigzag pattern or however you desire.
Serve Immediately: Enjoy your refreshing and nourishing smoothie bowl!
(Tip: For an extra cold smoothie bowl, you can use frozen fruits or add a couple of ice cubes while blending.)
Yields: 2 servings
Intro:
Avocado toast has become a breakfast staple worldwide, but sometimes classics need a little twist. I'm sharing this elevated version to add a gourmet touch to your mornings by combining familiar flavors with a dash of sophistication.
Instructions:
1. Prepare the bread: Toast the bread slices in a toaster or on a griddle until they reach your desired level of crispiness.
Ingredients:
2 Slices of your preferred bread
2 Large eggs
1 Ripe avocado
2 tsp Feta cheese, crumbled Balsamic glaze, for
Drizzling: Fresh microgreens, for garnish
Salt, to taste
Freshly ground black pepper, to taste Chili flakes (optional), to taste
2. Cook the eggs: In a non-stick skillet over medium heat, crack the eggs and fry until the whites are set but the yolks remain runny (or to your preference).
Season with a pinch of salt and pepper.
3. Prepare the Avocado: Cut the avocado in half, remove the pit, and scoop out the flesh. In a bowl, mash the avocado using a fork until it reaches your preferred consistency. Season with salt, pepper, and, if desired, a sprinkle of chili flakes.
4. Assemble the Toast: Spread a generous amount of mashed avocado onto each slice of toasted bread. Carefully place a fried egg on top of each slice and sprinkle with crumbled feta cheese.
5. Garnish and Serve: Drizzle a light amount of balsamic glaze over each toast. Top with a handful of fresh microgreens. For an added kick, sprinkle a bit more chili flakes. Serve immediately and enjoy your elevated breakfast experience!
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Rockwell, Cross st, 2br/1.5 bath, perfect condition Call 347.633.3497
Vacation Rental
Monticello, Beautiful house for sukkos, $7000 Call 347.903.1072
Lakewood
Seeking FT Secretary, Monday – Thurs 9-5, F 9-12, Data entry, Basic computer skills, inc. QB
Send resume: Route9jobs@gmail.com or text 347.903.1072
Looking for a Shadow
For an adorable 2nd grader in Bais Faiga. Must Drive. Call 323.821.2947
Chassidish Girls School
Looking to Hire
Experienced Primary afternoon teacher 12:45-3:00. Great pay. Warm environment. Yiddish speaking is a must. Please email resume to info@sanzlakewood.org
Looking for a Mothers Helper
Sun-Thurs from 4:00pm6:30pm, in Jackson. Great pay!
Call or text 732.552.9984
Children’s Clothing Sales
Looking for F/T & P/T saleswoman for children’s clothing store. Sundays are a must. Please call/text/WhatsApp 347.388.6427
Lost and Found Lost
A pink baby blanket on spruce street on 8/27
Please call 732.568.2645
Found Mp3 player, divrei torah, call 732.896.8798
Reb Shalom Mordchai
Rubashkin’s Wednesday night shiur. Every other week at Khal Agudas Achim. Text “shiur” to 866.603.4249 to receive a reminder on that day. Recordings are available on Torah Anytime 718.298.2077 ext.1932
Warm caring experienced babysitter. References available. 347.731.0221
Plumber
Emergency late hour service
All your plumbing needs 347.383.4660
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