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The process of finding a life partner within our community, presents individuals with various challenges. What are some of the challenges associated with shidduchim?
Perceived Limited Options:
Working within specific communities can make the options feel limited. Individuals may struggle to find someone who aligns with their religious observance, personality, and life goals.
External Pressure:
Societal expectations and a perceived timeline for marriage can create undue pressure on individuals. The fear of being left behind or not meeting the community's expectations can cause stress and anxiety during the shidduch journey.
Compatibility and Communication: This involves exploring shared values, goals, and aspirations. Effective communication skills are essential during the initial stages of getting to know one another, and some individuals may require guidance in this area.
How can parents provide support?
Emotional Guidance:
Parents can create a safe space for their children to express their feelings, concerns, and aspirations. By being empathetic and understanding, parents help alleviate the emotional burden that comes with the shidduch process.
Networking and Connections:
Parents can leverage their network of friends, family, and acquaintances to expand the pool of potential matches for their children. These connections can increase the chances of finding suitable partners.
Encouraging Self-Discovery:
Parents can play a pivotal role in helping their children better understand themselves. By encouraging personal growth and self-reflection, parents can assist in identifying their child's strengths, interests, and values, leading to more compatible matches. Shidduch coaching can be helpful in this arena.
In the intricate world of shidduchim, parents play a crucial role in supporting their children. Together, we can embark on this meaningful journey, confident that their bashert awaits.
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Over the years I’ve heard many comments about twins. (No, I don’t have twins myself, but you know how it is — women will schmooze about anything.)
Recently, though, I heard a comment that really made me take stock and think. I was walking with a neighbor who was pushing her ten-month-old twins in a stroller when another woman approached and said, “Twins? How amazing! Treasure every moment and record it for posterity. I have three-anda-half-year-old twins, and I can assure you that the day will come when you won’t believe that you’ve raised such Godly wonders.”
Wow! What a positive, inspirational, and encouraging statement.
It’s this sort of positivity that we want to take with us into the new year. When the menfolk return home from shul on the first night of Rosh Hashanah, the general minhag is to wish each other “L’shanah tovah tikaseiv v’seichaseim (or l’shanah tovah tikaseivi v’seichaseimi for a woman) — May you be inscribed and sealed for a good year.”
But the very next day, that salutation is tossed, and instead we use phrases like “shanah tovah” or “ah gut gebentshed yahr.”
Why do the words “may you be inscribed and sealed…” disappear from our lexicon?
The answer, my dear friends, lies in the fact that we want to start the year with a positive attitude. Tzaddikim are judged, inscribed, and sealed on the first night of Rosh Hashanah, and we’re certain that our friends and family members are righteous people.
Once the first night of Rosh Hashanah passes, our loved ones no longer need our wishes for a good inscription and sealing — because surely their fate was signed and sealed already on the first night. They’re tzaddikim, after all, aren’t they?
Aren’t we?
Positive thinking engenders more positivity, leading to only the most favorable sort of outcome. As the navi states, “V’ameich kulam tzaddikim — And your people, all of them righteous…” (Yeshayahu 60:21). We Jews are indeed all righteous. By believing that and making that belief a part of our very psyche, we enable ourselves and others to act in kind.
To indeed be as full of mitzvos as the pomegranate is full of seeds.
And to experience a year of revealed goodness and sweetness in all ways.
Klal Yisroel stands as one in awe and silence. With lifted spirits, every Yid feels a timeless bond between themselves and Avinu Malkeinu.
Wrapped in glimmering white Talleisim, we stand with humility, davening for a sweet new year.
As the powerful resonance of the shofar resounds within the Azarah, the kol Hashem reaches deep into our souls. In the center wavers a rich embroidered tapestry, that beautifies the Haichal's doors and elevates the moment of Tefillah and forgiveness with dveikus. Everything proclaims Hiddur Mitzvah. Everyone cries out, Keter Yitnu Lecha!
Rabbi Yehuda Assad of Hungary was traveling through the forest by wagon one day when he noticed a young man walking along, clearly lost in thought. The young man, who would eventually become known as the Kol Aryeh for the sefer that he would write, was walking alone — but unbeknownst to him, two wolves were trailing behind him.
Suddenly, Rabbi Assad saw Rabbi Yitzchak Nunez Belmonte, author of the sefer Shaar HaMelech, appear on the scene. The tzaddik had passed away years earlier, but due to his own spiritual greatness, Rabbi Assad was able to see his bodily form.
The two wolves were instantly frightened by the tzaddik and ran back into the trees, leaving the young man to continue his walk through the forest.
Curiosity aroused, Rabbi Assad instructed his wagon driver to draw up to the young man so that he could speak to him. “Where are you going?” Rabbi Assad asked Reb Avraham
Yehuda.
“I’m taking a walk,” Reb Avraham Yehuda responded. “Yes, but what were you doing during your walk?” Rabbi Assad pressed.
“I was studying the sefer Shaar HaMelech on the topic of eizehu mekoman. I had some new ideas to add to what was
The author of the Shaar HaMelech, whose sefer Reb Avraham Yehuda was learning, had thus come along to save him…
A while after this story, the people of Reb Avraham Yehuda’s city wanted to appoint a certain man as chazan for Rosh Hashanah. Reb Avraham Yehuda, however, didn’t approve, and he swore that the man wouldn’t stand before the amud.
And indeed, it was so.
Sometime later, Reb Avraham Yehuda, now known as the Kol Aryeh, met with Rabbi Yekusiel Yehuda Teitelbaum, the Yetev Lev, who asked him, “How could you have sworn such a thing?”
written there.”
From Reb Avraham Yehuda’s response, Rabbi Assad realized that the young man had set out on a walk while studying, and because of his immersion in learning, he hadn’t realized that he’d entered the forest and that wolves were behind him.
The Kol Aryeh responded, “Do you think that only holy people are helped by Hashem? A Jew who learns Gemara and Tosafos with kavanah is also able to operate on a special plane.”
The Shpoler Zeide was known to practice exemplary friendliness toward Jewish thieves in his city. In fact, one Rosh Hashanah, after a particularly strenuous tefillah, he said:
“It was very hard for our tefillos to reach the Holy Throne this year. A thick wall, created by Satan, wouldn’t allow them in. But then I remembered my thieves and how they could break even the strongest of locks, so I summoned them quickly. Indeed, they tackled the wall, and a Heavenly light shone through so that the Angels of Mercy were able to carry our tefillos directly up to Hashem.” Who were these special thieves?
Yossele Ganav, perhaps the most famous of these thieves, is buried in the Jewish cemetery near the Shpoler Zeide, with the famous inscription on his tombstone: “The grave of the holy martyr, Yossele the thief.”
Yossele’s story begins when he was asked by friends to help loot the local church. As the most agile thief in town, Yossele should have been able to slip into the building through the tiny window on the top floor without any trouble. But there was trouble.
The night watchmen heard noises, realized that something was amiss, and immediately went around to the back of the building, where he saw the band of thieves.
“Leave this area immediately!” he commanded.
The thieves left, but Yossele was stuck inside the building. He was
expecting his friends’ assistance, and was dumbfounded to instead be greeted by a disgruntled watchman. “Get out this instant!” the watchman shouted. “What business do you have in our church?”
As Yossele clambered down, the parish priest was summoned. When he and the watchman discovered that the church’s valuables had disappeared into Yossele’s sack, the Jewish thief was sent right off to prison.
Yossele was brought to court for trial. The judge asked him what he
paper, he added: “Know that if you convert to our religion, you not only will be allowed to live, you will also be given many gifts and become a rich man.”
With a deep breath and in a confident voice, Yossele announced, “I may be a thief and a sinner, but I am not a heretic. Never, ever will I convert.”
Yossele was led back to prison after his declaration, and there he remained until the day of his death sentence arrived.
Death by fire meant being placed upon a burning barrel of tar in the town square.
The barrel was arranged, and Yossele was placed atop as the crowd watched and jeered.
had to say in his defense.
“All I can say is that I came to the church to speak to the statues and see if they could help me earn a livelihood. I figured that if the statues would answer me, then I’d trust them. But the statues were silent, and they didn’t move either, so I decided to take them and sell them for their gold.
“What I did was meant to help the gentiles, for now that they know their idols are worthless, they can look for meaning elsewhere. And that, Your Honor, is what I have to say in my defense.”
“That is not a defense!” the judge roared. “Death by fire to you!”
The judge wrote out Yossele’s death sentence, but before sealing the
“Yossele, my son,” the priest said. “You still have another chance. Convert, and your life will be spared.”
“No,” Yossele responded. “I may be a thief, but never, ever will I betray my faith.”
And so it was that the fire was lit, and the flames began to lick Yossele’s body. Again and again, the priest told him that if he’d convert, his life could still be spared. “We can still summon a doctor to apply anointing oils if you convert to our faith.”
“No,” Yossele said loudly. “I may be a thief, but I’m not a heretic.”
And so it was that Yossele passed away al kiddush Hashem. And this is only one tale of the Shpoler Zeide’s thieves.
(Adapted from Sippurei Chassidim by Rabbi SY Zevin)
The Sunday of the Street Party dawned bright, sunny, and warm, an unusual event for London. Mostly, as soon as The Weather heard it was a federal holiday or a Special Sunday When People Wanted Nice Weather, it called up its backup resources of Bad Weather and let them unleash their fury on the unsuspecting populace.
But, obviously, on this particular Sunday, no one in the Bad Weather Department had gotten the memo, and so Nice Weather had the upper hand for once.
We residents were all standing outside our houses, staring up at the clear blue sky, shielding our eyes from the dazzling warm sunshine and wondering what on earth had gone wrong.
“You think it’s safe to bring out the tables and chairs?” Gidon, one of my neighbors and a good friend, asked, eyeing the sky suspiciously, as if he were expecting dark-gray rain clouds to spring out from behind a sky-born bush somewhere yelling, “Gotcha! Ha ha ha!” as they released their cargo of ferocious rain upon us.
“Certainly looks that way,” I said, hoping I wouldn’t be held responsible if it wasn’t. “I’ve yet to see a single white fluffy cloud, let alone a dark one. I say let’s go for it and hope for the best.”
My neighbors looked to me as if I were the leader of a cult or something. That Nachmansays-it’s-okay-so-it-must-be-okay kind of look
made me uneasy, but I looked skyward and sent up a brief prayer. “Please, Hashem, let the weather hold for once!”
And so it was, that on the words of Nachman Feld, Knower of All Things and Prophet of the Weather, the Street Party preparations went into full swing.
Everyone got busy. Tables appeared from nowhere and were set up in one single row in the middle of the street (which had been closed off, courtesy of our local cop shop). They were quickly dressed with colorful disposable cloths that flapped in the breeze and threatened to take off like kites. Someone clipped down the cloths at the edges so they stayed put, then put heavy something-or-others on the tables to finally anchor the cloths in place.
Then it was the chairs’ turn. Everyone, it seemed, had at least a dozen white, blue, or black plastic stacking chairs, usually kept for Sukkos and covered in dust, and these were laid out next to the tables.
Some younger kids had been given the job of wiping down the chairs, and they were hard at work doing a very lackluster job that mainly involved flicking dusters at one another and laughing uproariously. This was usual, and no one expected to come home from the Street Party with the parts of their clothes that connected with the chairs pristine and dirtfree.
It was all part of the experience, doing all the post-party laundry, and trying to outdo each other with how filthy everyone’s clothes had become during the festivities.
Things were looking festive already. Then came the plates, heavy-duty disposables anchored with cutlery and plastic tumblers. Some blew overboard, but they were quickly replaced and anchored again with something a little heavier.
“Ready for the food and drinks now?” Gidon’s wife, Natalie, asked. She was the unelected and unspoken but definitive Catering Manager of our Street Parties. Natalie worked in catering, so she knew quantities and how to bring a large amount of food to an event with ease and grace.
Huge bottles of ketchup and mayonnaise were laid on each table. After that, large bowls of delicious salads suddenly appeared, which Natalie mixed deftly as she moved from table to table.
As the children of the street looked askance at the salads (between flicking dusters at each other), the “main event” was brought out: box after box of pizza with various toppings, and large containers of French fries (or “chips” to us Brits). This made the children whoop and holler in delight, and suddenly they all found a good reason to be seated at the tables, reaching for the chips and struggling to open the pizza boxes.
“Hey, kids, wait for the adults to be seated first!” Natalie chided them, and, sulkily, they all moved away, making sure they had fistfuls of chips first.
“Grown-ups, sit down! Then the kids can sit wherever there’s still space!” announced Natalie, and gradually the tables filled with the laughing, chattering residents of our wonderful street. The adults sat, and the children filled
in the gaps. There was plenty of room for everyone, and even one or two spaces left when everyone was seated.
Which was just as well, because the guy next door chose that exact moment to want to bring his moving van into the street, which was, of course, shut to traffic for the day.
The first we knew about it was when a large policeman appeared, driving carefully down the street, avoiding any pedestrians and tables, and parked a little way up. He got out of his unmarked car and approached the gathering.
“Really sorry to disturb your Street Party,” he said, a trifle shamefaced, I thought, “but you have a new neighbor moving in today, to that house.” He pointed at the Bernsteins’ house. “And he needs to bring his removal van in. Is that okay? He’ll be the only one, and he’s promised to be careful of your party.”
“Why does he have to move in today?” Gidon protested. “Surely he was told about the Street Party. We gave the police notice weeks ago.”
“You’re right,” said the copper. “And I have the notice right here. But it seems he needs to move in today. I think we can all make allowances and be nice to a new neighbor, can’t we? He won’t disrupt your party.”
What could we say after that? With a lot of grumbles and an equal amount of shrugs, we gave in. My neighbors were probably all thinking what I was thinking: Not a good start for a neighborly relationship.
Shortly after that, there was the rumbling of a large vehicle engine, and we all looked up the street to see a white transit van making its way slowly down toward us.
“The new neighbor,” I said unnecessarily.
Everyone looked at me curiously.
“Taking the Bernsteins’ house,” I added stupidly, pointing at the house.
“Is that the neighbor himself or a driver bringing his things?” Natalie asked as the large balding man driving the van became more visible. I knew what she was thinking, what everyone was thinking: He doesn’t look like one of us.
The van stopped well clear of the festive tables.
It was as if we were all holding our breaths, waiting till he emerged. No one at the tables spoke, we just looked at him and waited.
The door of the van opened, and the man descended. It was obviously not an easy thing for him to do, being so large, and he did it with cumbersome effort.
He was very large. I reckoned Mottel had underestimated when he said two hundred and fifty pounds. I’d reckon nearer the threehundred mark. He struggled to climb down from the van, which wasn’t designed for giants, but once he stood on the ground, he definitely looked like a powerful giant.
As Mottel had said, he was muscular. Heavy, overweight for sure, but muscular with it. I couldn’t tell if his build meant he was healthy or indeed a heart attack on two legs.
He came toward us. And he was smiling.
“Good afternoon!” he said, extending a meaty arm. “I’m Xavier Roberts, your new neighbor. I’m sorry to interrupt your lovely party. I’ll just unload my stuff as quick as I can, okay?”
His accent wasn’t British, but I couldn’t place it. Somewhere foreign, that’s all I knew.
Then my Debbie did something unexpected, and it wasn’t entirely what we wanted either.
She invited him to join us.
“You’re joining our street,” she said, “so you might as well join the party! It’s a street party after all. Come, sit down; there’s plenty of food.”
Xavier looked around to see everyone’s reaction to this. Most of us were just openmouthed, not quite knowing what to say or do. But my Debbie had taken the situation by the horns, as it were, and had welcomed him.
So there was a general murmur of assent among the crowd as we remembered our manners and realized how cold our greeting must have seemed to him.
Someone got up and pulled out a chair for him. Someone else put a disposable plate of food in front of him and poured him a tall tumbler of soda.
“Thank you, thank you,” he said, grinning at everyone. He had excellent teeth, I noticed. Then, looking up and down at the food and drink, he commented with a laugh, “No alcohol, I see! What’s a party without alcohol?” He drew a hip flask from his pocket. “Best Russian vodka! You will share with me, yes?”
The children at the table looked at the hip flask with ill-concealed curiosity and delight. Some of the Dads looked furtively keen, others looked shocked. This was certainly a break from the normal pizza, chips, and Coke Street Party. No one had ever offered alcohol before, and like I said, the Dads were looking like maybe this was a change for the better.
I looked at Debbie, as I always took my cues
from her; it helped me avoid getting yelled at later, which always is a good thing. I could tell she was desperately trying to keep her welcome-the-new-neighbor face in place, while obviously disapproving of the vodka.
A hush had fallen over the usually rowdy gathering. “Uhh,” Debbie said at last, “we don’t usually have alcohol at our street parties, Xavier. It’s for everyone — kids as well.” She waved an expressive hand at the kids sitting and gawping at this newcomer who was just so very, very different from the rest of us.
Xavier seemed totally unfazed by Debbie’s subtle admonishment.
He laughed loudly and enthusiastically. “Vodka is the stuff parties are made of!” he said in a big, booming voice. Then his voice changed when he realized no one was sharing in his fervor but were all gazing at him open-mouthed — which wasn’t a pretty sight if you take the pizza, chips, and ketchup into account.
He sat down, looking somewhat uncomfortable, and muttered something that none of us could hear.
We all felt differently about the party after that. And I could tell that Debbie was sorry she’d asked him to join us.
He looked at the simple, nonalcoholic fare on the table for a few minutes, and then got up decisively. “I have unpacking to do!” he said in a very strange voice. “Excuse me, please.”
And he went toward the house — the house that suddenly had a huge Mottel-andGittel-shaped hole about it.
According to a 2016 report, girls and boys are getting married and beginning a new chapter in their lives at younger ages. In fact, the report found that 70% of young singles were married by the age of 24. However, despite these high rates of marriage at early ages, it is becoming increasingly difficult for people to find their shidduch. We know this phenomenon as the “shidduch crisis.”
One individual who I worked with who experienced the challenges of the shidduch crisis firsthand is Aaron, a 25-year-old man from Lakewood, NJ. Despite his active involvement in the community and numerous first dates, Aaron found himself struggling to connect with his dates. Feeling discouraged, he turned to a shidduch coach for guidance. Through working with his coach, Aaron was able to identify areas where he could improve his communication skills and body language. He also gained a greater sense of self-awareness and developed a stronger sense of his personal values and goals. With these tools and renewed confidence, Aaron was ultimately able to find a wife with whom he shares a deep connection. Aaron’s experience highlights the need for support and guidance in navigating the shidduch process, even for individuals who may be considered “successful” by traditional measures.
The process of shidduchim can be a challenging and complex journey for young individuals. Navigating the expectations of family and community, as well as developing effective communication and social skills, can be daunting for many individuals in the shidduch process. As such, a growing trend has emerged in recent years, with the emergence of professional shidduch coaches who aim to support individuals in this process.
Rifka SchonfeldOne of the central benefits of shidduch coaching is the potential to develop effective conversation skills. Communication is a key element in developing a meaningful connection with a potential partner. Yet, many young individuals in the shidduch process struggle with initiating and sustaining conversations. Shidduch coaching can provide individuals with the tools and techniques necessary to improve their communication skills. For example, coaches may teach individuals active listening skills, such as paying close attention to what the other person is saying and showing an interest in their life experiences. Additionally, coaches may instruct individuals on how to ask openended questions that encourage dialogue and facilitate the flow of conversation. These communication skills can be used beyond the context of shidduchim and are valuable in a range of personal and professional settings.
Another potential benefit of shidduch coaching is the opportunity to improve one’s body language and overall presence. In the shidduch process, every detail matters: from the way an individual stands to their tone of voice. Shidduch coaches can assist individuals in identifying habits or behaviors that may inhibit their presentation to potential partners. Coaches may provide guidance on how to
use nonverbal cues, such as eye contact and facial expressions, to effectively communicate interest and confidence. Additionally, coaches may offer feedback on how an individual’s posture and tone of voice can impact their perceived confidence and presence. By improving these aspects of presentation, individuals may feel more confident and empowered when meeting potential partners.
Shidduch coaching can help individuals develop a greater sense of self-awareness. The shidduch process can be stressful and overwhelming, and it can be challenging to remain true to one’s authentic self in the face of societal and familial expectations. Shidduch coaches can assist individuals in identifying their own values, strengths, and weaknesses, and in making choices that align with their authentic selves. This process of self-discovery can have a profound impact beyond the shidduch process, enhancing an individual’s sense of self and self-confidence.
It is also worth noting that the benefits of shidduch coaching extend beyond the shidduch process itself. Developing effective communication, body language, and self-awareness skills can have positive impacts on all areas of an individual’s life. These skills can be transferred to job interviews and even to parenting. So, if you are in the struggling in the shidduch parsha, it can’t hurt to start gaining these skills for the rest of your life.
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Imagine a shul where everyone is focused intensely on their tefillos and there are no outside noises whatsoever. Imagine the hum of davening and kedusha in that shul. The malachim carrying prayers directly up to the holy throne…
Ensure that your shul is right there at the forefront by joining the No Talking in Shul Contest now!
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1. Four winners will be selected each week over the duration of this initiative.
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3. If you didn’t talk during tefillos on Friday night, Shabbos day, and Shabbos afternoon, you are eligible for the $25 prize.
4. If you didn’t talk during all three tefillah times and attended leining, you are eligible for the $35 prize.
5. A parent’s signature must be affixed to the form.
Winners of last weeks contest: Boruch Berger, Avrumi Cohen, Dovid Fink, Moshe Green
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The Chasam Sofer writes that shuls that shun idle chatter will be rebuilt during the times of Moshiach.We end the school year looking for clothes, and we start the school year looking for clothes. Have you moms of schoolage kids ever noticed that? Well, if you haven’t, I’m sure your pocketbook has, and certainly your husband.
Another thing I’ve noticed, and never understood, is why the kids go off to sleepaway camp the day school is out but then finish camp in the middle of July. The next “half” doesn’t start until ten days later, and then, before you know it, they’re home a good two and a half weeks before school starts again.
I don’t know about you, but my daughter could use some time after the last day of school to unwind, not to mention some more time to purchase her huge wardrobe for her first three-and-a-half-week stint in camp.
Take this summer, for example. Dina was finishing finals and hadn’t gotten her necessary six Shabbos outfits, twenty-one everyday outfits, and eight pairs of footwear — and her camp bus was scheduled for ten o’clock the following morning. And the worst part? This year her camp was no longer allowing Amazon, or even Aeropostale, deliveries.
The shopping marathon started the minute her last exam was over (1:03 p.m. on a Wednesday, to be exact). I was in the school parking lot, waiting for her to dash into our car so we could leave to the shopping mall together.
From there, it was onward to the next shopping mall…and the next. Because, of course, there was nothing in her size or color, or she looked too fat/thin/old/young/like her mother/ your guess/all of the above, so we had to keep looking.
Of course, I wasn’t allowed into any of the stores. I believe she’d have preferred to go to camp with last year’s wardrobe than be seen in any Lakewood store with her mother. Come to think of it, maybe if she’d introduced me as her grandmother and explained that her mom was back home with her toddler siblings, she might have been okay with me accompanying her.
Not to worry. I’m happier sitting in the car waiting for her. Saves me from a coronary when I see the prices being rung up on the cash register. This way I can just hand her my credit card and pretend each outfit is in the thirty-five-dollar range. I then studiously avoid looking at the receipt when
she returns to the car, and by the time the month is over and the credit card bill needs to be paid, the purchases are one big jumble anyway, and I have no idea how much was paid for what.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m not totally irresponsible. I give my daughter a yearly budget for her clothes and sundry other purchases. It’s her responsibility to keep within that budget. If she wants to spend more, it comes out of her pocket. Still, I can’t bring myself to look at an item of clothing that costs upward of three hundred dollars, which I know she’ll outgrow by the end of the season (and if not, she won’t be caught dead wearing it next year anyway).
I prefer to live in my little bubble in the car, waiting for her to emerge with her bag of two outfits that cost more than my winter and summer wardrobe combined — which I’ll wear for the next ten years. Especially when we’re going to start this all over again for the new school year and yamim tovim two short months later — and then she’ll have two and a half weeks for leisurely shopping.
Sometimes, as I sit in the car and wait for Dina or any of my other daughters, I get a chance to take in my surroundings. There in the parking lot, my late-model Sentra next to latermodel Acuras, Teslas, Audis, and the like, I gaze at one spanking-new store fancier than the next.
I can’t help but wonder what happened to the yeshivish cars that used to grace our Lakewood streets in great number. You know which cars I’m talking about: the ones that could be heard from three miles away, as they chug-chugged up the street with rubber bands holding them together and definitely no air-conditioning (unless it was winter) and at least one stuck window in the back and a door handle that would fall off if you didn’t hold it exactly the right way.
We owned one of those contraptions about ten years ago. My children, nebach, were so embarrassed to be seen in it, they’d ask me to drop them off five blocks before their destination so no one would have any idea that they were connected to such a vehicle. They’d also beg me to park it anywhere but in our driveway.
Clearly, the simple Lakewood of yesteryear is no more. With the approach of Rosh Hashanah and the new year, however, it seems to me that there’s another way to reflect on our changed landscape. The fact that over the last fifty years Lakewood has been so significantly altered is, to me, an amazing testament to our growth into a large, thriving community with more means and resources to provide financial support to those in need.
And to buy nice clothes.
As I further sit in the car and wait (and wait) for my daughters, I also cogitate on how not only Lakewood has changed, but the “alte heim” — Brooklyn — has too. When we lived in Brooklyn over twenty years ago, it was the place to be. People were moving to Lakewood, and not just young couples, but it was a trickle, not the deluge it is today.
Brooklyn circa 2000 was “in town” and everywhere else was “out of town.” As a child, I grew up in Elizabeth, New Jersey. My Brooklyn friends at camp would ask me if I lived on a farm. (I told them, “Nope. And we even have indoor plumbing!”)
Seriously, though, my siblings and I loved visiting our grandparents in Boro Park. Everywhere we walked we’d see other frum Jews, and we couldn’t get enough of it. Today, Lakewood has far surpassed Brooklyn as being “in town.” My daughter in the Five Towns says she feels like a hick compared to her Lakewood compatriots.
I remember the first time I found out that Brooklyn was the new out-of-town. I was at my sister’s house, and somebody asked me about a bachur I knew. I told her all the relevant details: wonderful boy, serious about his learning, fantastic middos.
“Sounds great,” she said. “Where does he live?”
“Brooklyn,” I answered.
“Oh, that’s not good,” she said dismissively. “Too out-oftown,”
Too out of town? Brooklyn?!
Younger folk reading this article may not understand the big deal. They have no clue that those of us growing up in Brooklyn, or living out of town before moving there, saw Brooklyn as the last stop before Mashiach. The last stop before we’d all eventually resettle in Eretz Yisrael. I, at least, was convinced that there would be no more mass Jewish migrations after Brooklyn.
I do believe we’re making our way toward Mashiach, even if the route is a little more circuitous. Lakewood began as an ir haTorah, and it still very much is. The amount of chesed the local townspeople and the frum-owned stores practice is unheard of in the secular world. Perhaps those are ultimately the merits that will carry us to that glorious day. May this year be the year!
Meanwhile, it’s on to looking for a stunning yom tov wardrobe.
Miriam Klein Adelman is a freelance essayist based in the tristate area. She’s a regular contributor to Mishpacha magazi, Lakewood Vibes and the Jewish Home, and is frequently published in various other national and international publications.
Ihave a friend who’s super altruistic — 2 on the Enneagram — and very involved with chesed. Yehudit recently donated a kidney a few weeks shy of her sixtieth birthday. Her husband, Yaakov, would have done so as well, but he takes blood-pressure medication, so he wasn’t allowed to. He’ll have to content himself with donating plasma every month instead.
These people are very modest and unassuming, and although Yaakov radiates pride and shares with everyone the story of his wife’s gift of life, she dismisses it as no big deal.
But it is a big deal. And I can’t help feeling a little twinge of regret.
You see, about a decade ago, I too wanted to donate a kidney. I went through a whole series of tests but was deemed an unsuitable candidate because they found some blood somewhere and weren’t sure what it boded.
I was disappointed — and maybe also a bit relieved. But I felt good that at least I had tried, and perhaps God had other plans for my kidneys. He did. Kidney stones. So I have no reason to feel jealous or that I missed the opportunity for this mitzvah.
You see, Yehudit was also once rejected as a donor for some reason, a couple of years ago, but she tried again, and this time she was successful. And thanks to her, another Jewish woman has the potential for greater longevity and quality of life.
Although the cut-off age for donating kidneys in Israel is seventy, I still can’t reapply because of the aforementioned medical issue. It’s really okay. I mean, I give blood, I’ve donated at least a hundred times. I’m a good person.
This year, I did something I’ve never been able to do before: I kept a plant alive. That’s because the aforementioned plant was given to me by the girl whom my son was dating. She then became his kallah, and I was determined to keep the plant alive at least until they were married. I was afraid things wouldn’t bode well if I didn’t.
So I worked very hard at nurturing this budding symbol of their budding relationship. Baruch Hashem, the plant survived and is still flourishing. That’s because I made it a priority, even though I had never been successful with plant life before.
There are many things that are important to us that
But I do.we try to do. But often, we become discouraged when we don’t succeed. Everyone has a cutoff point, a place they won’t push beyond because it’s too hard, too painful, too hopeless, takes too much energy. And that might be reasonable.
But both Torah sources and, l’havdil, the media, are full of examples of people who persevered and eventually succeeded. Of course, there have also been those who have persevered and haven’t met with success.
In all fairness, regarding the kidney donation, I didn’t know that you could try again. But that seems like a flimsy excuse because…you can always try again. That’s one of the major points of Rosh Hashanah: Your slate has been wiped clean. It’s a new dawn, a new year, a new opportunity.
We all have areas in our life where we feel our attempts have extracted the most they could — that we’ve literally done our best, and there’s no point in trying again.
That might be true, and yet, it might not be.
Whether it’s trying to save a life or a marriage, have a child or make aliyah, pay back debt or lose weight, get married or mend a broken relationship, what you do by trying again (whether you succeed this time or not) ultimately shows how important it is to you, how much you value it.
So take one more risk, offer up one more prayer, give it one more shot. Whatever you feel you have to lose is negligible compared to the potential feeling of regret, of having missed out on an opportunity, of having made excuses or sought asylum from your efforts or others’ criticism.
And also, you just might succeed — finally.
You’ll never know unless you try…one more time.
That being said, Rosh Hashanah is also a time to get rid of things that are no longer useful, things that are weighing us down. It’s a time to davka not give some things one more try — things like unhealthy relationships, dreams we’ve outgrown, and dresses we’re unlikely to ever wear again. There’s so much out there for us that we often
ignore, so much possibility that we turn away from because we’re still clinging to things, people, and situations we’ve outgrown and which are keeping us from becoming our best selves.
“Ah,” you may wonder, “but how do I tell the difference between those efforts that still may yield results, and those I’m best off abandoning? How do I know that I’ve done my absolute best?”
I think the best indicator of the possibility of success is how much depends on us and how much depends on others — or is beyond our control for other reasons. Of course, everything depends on Hashem, but the success of some endeavors depends heavily on us and our ability to stay the course and believe in ourselves, while others depend on the cooperation, appreciation, acceptance, or discretion of other people. Something that’s a solo venture is more likely to succeed with investment and tenacity than a partnership or teamwork. The more people who are involved or depended upon, the less influence you have.
Though anything is potentially possible, some of our efforts will succeed, while others won’t, and success is not in our hands. When failure in one area happens, it means we’re meant for other, perhaps greater, things or situations or relationships.
Rosh Hashanah is a time when we pray for many things — personal and national, small and large, weighty and superficial. We bring our supplications to the King of Kings, whom we recoronate during these auspicious and awesome days. As we pray for success in our lives this Rosh Hashanah, I suggest that we pray for something even more important: the wisdom to know when to try again, and when to let things go.
Shanah Tovah!Rosally Saltsman is a prolific writer who has published countless articles in many publications and websites. Her numerous books are available for sale on Amazon.
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When thinking of a Rosh Hashanah project, I knew I wanted something that would bring meaning and inspiration to this time of year. Then the idea to paint-your-own glassware came to mind. Adding inspirational sayings onto various glass items adds a beautiful touch. Try gracing your yom tov table with this beautiful project!
Before you follow this idea, think of sayings and images that are meaningful to you. Some ideas are provided below, but get as creative as you want. Select colors that work for you, and make sure they match your tablecloth and room décor.
Plates like the ones we’ll be creating sell for a bundle in stores, but at home you can make them and personalize them for a fraction of the cost.
There are two parts to this project: Painting sayings/pesukim/quotes on glass, and the gold leaf design. You can do one or both parts.
• Primer like Rust-Oleum Acrylic Enamel 2X
This is for adhering acrylic to glass. It’s optional, but helps preserve the plates
• Rubbing alcohol or acetone
To remove any mistakes
• Plastic drip mat
To protect your table
• Acrylic paint in the colors of your choice
You may need to water down the paints a bit. I used a small spray bottle with water and kept it on hand, spraying the paint with it as necessary to prevent it from drying out.
• Makeup sponges, toothpicks, cotton buds, and paintbrushes
The toothpicks are for the fine lettering, and the mixture of brushes and sponges will help you achieve different looks.
• Mod Podge
• Mod Podge Paint Brush Applicator
• Faux gold leaf sheets
These sheets come in various colors, such as bronze, rose gold, silver, and regular gold.
• Glass plates, glass cups, vases, etc. Shop at local dollar stores to find whatever glassware speaks to you most.
• Printed picture or tefillah
• Acrylic finisher/sealant
If you don’t have a special sealant, you can use a layer of Mod Podge as a finisher instead.
Before you begin…
1. Make sure that your glassware is clean and free of oil or grease. Either use Windex, or wipe it clean with a cotton ball or Q-tip dipped in rubbing alcohol. Use a paper towel to wipe the rubbing alcohol off when you’re finished.
2. Prepare any templates, pictures, or phrases by printing or copying them onto a paper before you begin.
Step 1: Pour the acrylic paint colors of your choice onto a plate.
Step 2: Affix the template of your choice to the inside of the glass with tape.
Step 3: With paint, trace the image or words onto the glass. For letters, use a toothpick or fine paint brush.
Step 4: Allow the paint to dry, and then spray with sealant.
• To achieve a freehand look of swirls, dots, or lines, use cotton balls and paintbrushes of varying thickness.
• Paint your name on the glassware to personalize it.
• Make use of templates or pictures from magazines by taping them to the inside of the glass and tracing them.
• For a marble effect, use sponges.
Before you begin…
1. Gold leaf paper is incredibly lightweight. It’s thus extremely important to work in a room with no strong airflow so that it doesn’t fly away. Turn off all fans, close all windows, and move away from air vents so that the gold leaf stays in place.
2. Clean the glassware (as described earlier).
Step 1: Pour Mod Podge into a shallow dish and use a small sponge to soak it up. I find makeup sponges to be porous and great for this project.
Step 2: Apply Mod Podge to the glass in areas that you want the gold leaf to stick. Be careful, as the adhesive is thin, and you don’t want drip marks to form.
Step 3: When you’re satisfied with the application, set the glassware aside to dry. It will feel slightly sticky when it’s ready. (The amount of time it will take to dry depends on the brand you use and your environment.)
Step 4: Appy the metal leaf. Remember that metal leaf is very thin and nearly weightless. It can be tricky to handle. My favorite method for applying metal leaf to glass is to wear gloves and to then press my gloved hands over the sheet of metal leaf paper, “ironing” it over the glass several times so that the leaf then clings to the glass . Another method for applying metal leaf is to “paint” the metal leaf onto the glass with a paintbrush .
Step 5: Use a paper towel, fine brush, or your hand to remove any dust or specks of stray leaf. I love the look of rustic edges and abstract shapes, but your project will have a cleaner look if you apply tape to the excess leaf and then lift it off when you’re finished with your design.
Step 6: Allow your design to dry, and then apply sealant or another layer of Mod Podge to seal the design in. Enjoy!
• To create polka dots, cut a tiny dot of your makeup sponge, glue it to the top of a pencil, and then apply it to the gold leaf paper to lift it and stick it to your glass. Scraps of metal leaf are great for this type of design.
• You can use stick-on stencils of gold leaf or a steady hand with a brush to create monograms on your glassware. The possibilities are virtually endless!
• The gold-leaf technique works on glass, ceramic, chinaware, and almost all nonporous surfaces. It can be tricky to attain full coverage at first, but if you don’t succeed on your first try, simply apply another layer Mod Podge and more gold leaf to cover any cracks.
• Whenever feeling downcast, each person should remember, ‘For my sake, the entire world was created.’ (Baal Shem Tov)
• A righteous man falls down seven times and gets up. (Shlomo HaMelech, Mishlei 24:16)
• When a person turns himself around, regrets his past, and does good, that is such a powerful act that his sins become merits. (Rabbi
Shimon Ben Lakish)• Remember that gold leaf is lightweight, so take super care to make sure that there’s no direct airflow on your project. Avoid sneezing as much as possible ��!
• Work slowly. You can create beautiful crafts with gold leaf, but it’s a slow process — though worth the effort!
• Mod Podge is a water-based adhesive, so wash your brush after each application or it will be a mess.
• Apply the gold leaf in small sections.
• Gold-leaf glassware must be carefully washed by hand and dried with a soft towel to avoid spots. With time and wear, the unsealed gilding will eventually wear off, but with care, it will last.
• In case you’re wondering how to make DIY painted glassware permanent, there are two methods to choose from
Method A: Allow the paint to dry for twenty-one years!!!! (Yeah, not so doable.)
Method B: Bake the painted glassware by placing it in a cool oven and then setting the oven to 350 degrees. (Do not preheat the oven, or the glass will crack.) Turn off the oven after 30 minutes, and allow the glass to cool inside. Open the oven when you’re sure the glassware has cooled completely. Then wait 24 to 72 hours before washing to ensure that it has cured.
הקותמו
Enjoy setting your table this yom tov with handmade, personalized dishes. Personally, I plan on using these plates the same way that I use my Pesach napkins. I’ll set them on the table to make it beautiful, but after washing Hamotzi and before the food/mess arrives, I’ll take them off and preserve them for our next seudah!
הבוט המיתחו הביתכ
םתחתו בתכת הבוט הנשל
ימתחתו יבתכת הבוט הנשל
הבוט הנש
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Twelve-year-old Jake Green glared at the last page of his car magazine and flung it across his bedroom. The magazine banged the door loudly, and Jake’s lips curved upward.
Good! Maybe if the magazine fell and ripped, the world would see how angry he was.
“Jake,” Mrs. Sondra Green called. “Come into the kitchen, please. I’m serving supper.”
Jake clenched his fists. If only his stomach wasn’t rumbling so loudly, he’d contemplate skipping the dinner. Unfortunately, though, after a skipped lunch, his stomach wouldn’t allow him to miss yet another meal.
Kicking at his fallen magazine, Jake pulled open his bedroom door and stomped down the hallway to the kitchen. His father, mother, and two younger sisters were sitting around the table already, calmly eating the mashed potatoes and fish sticks that his mother had prepared.
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With a grunt, Jake settled into a chair and lifted a spoonful of mashed potatoes from the bowl. “I’m not going,” he said.
“Oh.” Mr. Green lifted an eyebrow. “Where aren’t you going?”
“School.”
“You don’t have to go to school just yet, honey,” Mrs. Green said reassuringly. “There are still another three weeks left before the new school year begins.”
“I’m not going to school then either.”
“School, school.” Two-year-old Becky banged her fork loudly against her plate. “Becky wanna go to school.”
Nine-year-old Lillian laughed. “Think here in Vienna the police arrest kids who play hooky?” she asked.
Jake glared at her.
“Even if they do, I’m still not going.”
Mr. and Mrs. Green exchanged glances. “Jake,” Mrs. Green said. “I know you’re upset about the new school, but Daddy and I truly think that it will be good for you.”
“It’s not just the school.” Jake’s voice rose. “It’s the whole move. The whole Vienna.”
“But, Jake,” Mrs. Green protested. “You were excited about the idea last year, when Daddy and I first told you and Lillian about it.”
Jake looked down at his plate. It was true. Last September, when his parents had told him and Lillian that they were scheduled to move to Vienna at the end of the school year due to his father’s job as a US diplomat, the idea had thrilled him. Ironically, Lillian had been the one to protest then, bemoaning the friends she was sure to lose.
But things were different now that Jake’s parents had decided to enroll him and Lillian into a Jewish school. Jake, who’d been expecting to go to an international school, wasn’t taking well to the last-minute change.
“We know this will be somewhat of an adjustment,” Mr. Green said. “We’re not religious, and the idea of your going to a Jewish school probably feels strange, but Mom and I
heard very good things about the school, and we were thrilled when they called to tell us that they have enough room for both you and Lillian.”
Jake scowled. “Too bad they had the room,” he muttered.
“Remember that you’re going to be bar mitzvah this year,” Mrs. Green said. “That definitely makes this an opportune time to enroll you in a Jewish school.”
Jake looked at his plate of mashed potatoes, the mention of his bar mitzvah throwing him off balance. “I still don’t understand why I need to go to a school full of Viennese kids instead of an international school,” he muttered.
“Adjusting to a new language and culture will definitely be hard,” Mrs. Green conceded. “But from what we’ve heard, this school has a good reputation and is similar to the Hebrew school that you and Lillian went to in Boston. There’s a girls’ wing and a boys’ wing, which is perfect, and with your bar mitzvah coming up, what more could we ask for?”
The mention of his bar mitzvah caused Jake to grit his teeth. He’d been looking forward to his bar mitzvah, and becoming a Jewish adult, for ages. But he didn’t appreciate his parents using the upcoming milestone as an excuse to make last-minute, unappreciated changes. Miles away in Boston he could have celebrated his bar mitzvah too.
Oh really, now, an inner voice challenged him. And who exactly would have come? Your classmates, who called you “weak legs”? Or maybe the guys from the next block who tripped you up almost every afternoon?
Fortunately, a nine-plus-hour plane ride separated Jake from his memories, but they were still difficult to shake off.
What if the boys at the new school were no better than the boys at his last school?
The food on Jake’s plate suddenly felt
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“I’m done,” he said. “Can I please be excused?”
“’Scused, ’scused,” Becky agreed, clapping her pudgy hands and flinging mashed potatoes in every direction in the process.
Laughing, Mrs. Green agreed that Jake could be excused. “But, please,” she added, “take Becky with you and wash her up along the way.”
“Fine.” With an expression of forced cheer on his face, Jake extended his hands toward his toddler sister and pulled her toward him. “Clean Becky. Becky get clean.” Becky allowed her older brother to lead her off down the hallway toward one of bathrooms.
The bathroom was large, with a sink wide enough for Becky to splash her hands in without the room getting wet. She stood on a step stool and splashed with contentment as Jake turned to get the hand towel off the hook.
“Play peek-a-boo,” Becky said. “Peek-a-boo,” Jake agreed. He draped the towel over Becky’s head and waited for her to giggle as he pulled it off.
The giggles never came. Instead, Becky pointed at a narrow window on the side of the sink.
“Look. A man.”
“What?” Jake craned his neck. “What man are you talking about?” Jake peered out narrow bathroom window and saw that their apartment overlooked another apartment directly across the yard separating the complex of Viennese apartments.
“Hey, it looks like two men are there.” Jake wondered if the men could see him the same way he could see them. “Becky, wait on the
floor for a minute so I can see better.”
Becky obediently stepped down from the step stool so that Jake could sit on it. Jake drew the stool over closer to the small window.
The men, dressed in gray, were walking around inside the apartment that the Greens’ apartment overlooked. There were at least ten feet dividing the two homes, and the window’s position made it difficult to see much. Still, if Jake strained his neck somewhat more, he could see a bit.
Interesting, Jake mused. That must be the apartment on the opposite end of the second floor near the stairwell… And I thought that apartment was vacant… Or maybe these guys are workmen, setting up the apartment for a family’s arrival.
“Wanna story.”
Jake looked down at his arm and saw Becky tugging at it. “One minute,” he said. Who were those men, and why were they in that apartment?
“Story now,” Becky insisted. “Right away.”
“Okay.” With a sigh, Jake pried himself up from the stool. Before he straightened up completely, though, he saw one of the men remove a small object from his pocket and then peer around, as though trying to figure out where to place it.
“Story.”
Jake took his younger sister’s hand. “Fine Becky, let’s go read that story.”
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17. This shofar blow sounds like someone crying
8. This person is neither a tzaddik nor a rasha
9. Acrostic of the first letters of the six pesukim recited before shofar blowing
10. We dip this fruit in honey
6. What is the gematria of the word nuts?
Name: _____________________________________________________
Here are last week’s answers:
9. Acrostic of the first letters of the six pesukim recited before shofar blowing.
18. This has 613 seeds
22. We must hear at least ______ shofar blows
10. We dip this fruit in honey.
13. We use a ram horn to remind us of the ________.
23. The special foods eaten Rosh Hashanah night are called ________
11. Types of foods we avoid eating on Rosh Hashanah.
12. The main theme of Rosh Hashanah is ______ Hashem as king
16. On Rosh Hashanah day we perform __________.
19. The longest Shemoneh Esrei is recited during
20. We eat a head and not a_____.
21. On Erev Rosh Hashanah we try to confuse the
11. Types of foods we avoid eating on Rosh Hashanah.
12. The main theme of Rosh Hashanah is Hashem as king
14. Rosh Hashana is the birthday of the ________.
16. On Rosh Hashanah day we perform
15. We eat _____ to symbolize our desire for more zechuyos.
19. The longest Shemoneh Esrei is recited during
17. This shofar blow sounds like someone crying.
18. This has 613 seeds.
22. We must hear at least ______ shofar blows.
23. The special foods eaten Rosh Hashanah night are called ________.
Date: _______ nitzavim
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א"טילש גרובנעזיולק זנאצמ ר"ומדא ןרמ ק"כ
ןוצרהו םימחרה ימי תארקל ע"יז גרובנעזיולק זנאצמ ק"הרה ויבא ןופ 'קה ןויצ םעד ןייז וצ דקופ ק"הרא ןיא טכוזאב
ןורימ אשידק ארתא
ע"יז אוואשטלאטמ ק"הרה וניקז ןופ ןויצ םייב
ק"הרא יבשות גרובנעזיולק זנאצ ידיסח ראפ דחוימב םילשורי ק"היע ןיא תוחילס 'א םוי תוחילס תרימא
יברעמה לתוכ םייב
לחר רבק ייב
The Sanz-Klausenberger Rebbe visits Bayis Lepleitot in Eretz Yisroel. A special event to bless the apple and honey for the children of of the entire institution
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After a heated controversy erupts in the beis midrash, Rabbi Elazar ben Azaria is appointed rosh yeshivah in place of Rabban Gamliel…
That same day, an Ammonite convert came to the beis midrash, to ask if he was allowed to marry a Jewish woman.
If only they will allow me to marry a bas Yisrael…
Rabbosai, I am a convert from Ammon. Am I allowed to marry a Jewish woman?
You are forbidden to marry a Jewish woman!
You are permitted to marry a Jewish woman!
The pasuk says, “An Ammonite and Moabite may not enter the congregation of Hashem”!
Ammon and Moav are no longer settled on their lands, because the Assyrian king Sancheirev mixed up all the nations! Most people from Ammon are not actually Ammonites anymore!
But the pasuk says, “And afterwards I will return the captivity of the children of Ammon.” So Ammon has already returned to its land!
We also have a pasuk that says, “I will return the captivity of My nation Yisrael.” Yisrael has not yet returned to its land, but the pasuk means that in the future they will return. The same goes for Ammon. In the future they will return to their land, but they have not yet returned!
You are permitted to marry a Jewish woman!
I see that a miracle has been performed for Rabbi Elazar ben Azariah and his beard turned white.
That is a sign from heaven that I did not act properly towards Rabbi Yehoshua. I must go and apologize to him.
Rabbi Yehoshua, from the way your walls look, I can tell that you are a charcoal maker and you struggle to earn a living.
Yes, you are right. Please forgive me for the way I treated you.
Why are the walls of his house so black?
You are the leader of the generation! You should know how the talmidei chachamim suffer and struggle to support themselves!
Do it for the sake of my father’s honor, because I am a fifth-generation descendant of Hillel HaZakein, who was from the family of Dovid HaMelech.
I forgive you!
How should we let the Sages in the beis midrash know that we’ve made amends?
I will go and inform them…
This is what you should say:
If a person is used to wearing a royal robe, he should wear a royal robe. But if a person is not used to wearing a royal robe, is it fitting for him to tell someone who is used to wearing a royal robe, “Take off your robe and I’ll wear it instead”? Rabban Gamliel is accustomed to being a leader, so he should continue to be the Nasi and rosh yeshivah!
Don’t open the door, because it might be the servants of Rabban Gamliel coming to bother us because we appointed Rabbi Elazar in place of Rabban Gamliel.
The Sages refused to let me into the beis midrash.
Then I will get up and go myself!
Rabban Gamliel descends from the royal family, and Rabbi Elazar ben Azariah descends from Kohanim. It is not fitting for one who is not from the royal family to accept royalty and leadership upon himself.
Rabbi Yehoshua, you have made amends?!
Everything we did was for the sake of your honor! Tomorrow we will go together to inform Rabban Gamliel that he has been reinstated as rosh yeshivah!
The Sages sat and deliberated what to do. “We cannot simply remove Rabbi Elazar from his position as Nasi, because ma’alin ba-kodesh v’ein moridin; we elevate in sanctity, but we do not lower. If Rabban Gamliel and Rabbi Elazar take turns lecturing on alternating weeks, that might cause jealousy between them. So here’s what we’ll do: Rabban Gamliel will lecture three weeks out of the month, because he was the original Nasi and his fathers were also Nesi’im. Rabbi Elazar will lecture one week a month, and he will also be appointed Av Beis Din!” And that is exactly what they did.
Panda
The panda, which is found only in several isolated, mountainous regions in Central China, is a symbol of the animal world and is used as such internationally by animal rights organizations which fight for the protection of rare animals.
Though the panda belongs to the bear family, it doesn’t hibernate during the winter like its cousins do… It has a round head, snow-white hairy fur and large black patches around its eyes, nose, ears, hands, shoulders and feet. Sharp nails on its hands are used to scratch trees.
עכילטע ףיוא ראנ ךיז טניפעג עכלעוו ,אדנאפ רעד א זיא ,עניכ לארטנעצ ןיא רעטנגעג עגיגרעב ענעפראווראפ לאנאיצאנרעטניא טצינעג טרעוו ןוא טלעוו-תויח יד ןופ לאבמיס תויח ענעטלעז ןצישאב וצ ןפמעק עכלעוו סעיצאזינאגרא ךרוד .לארעביא
טשינ ןפאלש ייז שטאכ ,החפשמ-ןרעב יד וצ ןעגנאלאב ייז
,פאק ןגידנור ןסיורג א ןבאה ייז ...םיבורק ערעייז יוו רעטניוו יד םורא ןקעלפ עצראווש עסיורג ןוא לעפ עגיראה עסייוו-יינש
לגענ-עפראש יד .סיפ ןוא ןעלסקא ,טנעה ,ןרעיוא ,זאנ ,ןגיוא .רעמייב ןצארק וצ ייז ןצינ ,טנעה יד ףיוא
טראס עכילטע טסקאוו ,ךיז טניפעג אדנאפ יד ואוו רעדלעוו יד ןיא ןוא טפארק גינייוו רעייז טאה אבמאב יד דלאביוו .ךעלעקעטש-אבמאב א העש 14 ןעגנערבראפ ייז ןוא ןופרעד ךאסא ראג ןסע ייז ןפראד ,גנורענ !ןסע טימ גאט ןא ןעייק ןענעק וצ רענייצ עסיורג ןוא עקראטש לעיצעפס ןבאה ייז ןסע עטראה רעייז ןעיידראפ ןענעק וצ .ןגייווצ ןוא רעטעלב יד רעהפיוא טימ ןגאמ רעייז טעבעגסיוא ארוב רעד טאה - !גאט א טנופ 20-30.גנואיידראפ ןטימ סיורא ןפלעה עכלעוו ,ןבארקימ עלעיצעפס יד ףיוא רעגניפ עסקעז א ןבעגעג ךיוא ייז טאה רעפעשאב רעסיורג רעד ךעלעקעטש יד ןפאכנא גנירג ןענעק טימרעד ןלאז ייז זא )דליב עז( טנעה .ליומ ןיא ןגיילניירא סאד ןוא ןסע םייב טראס ןייא ןעוו .דלאוו ןיא ךעלעקעטש-אבמאב טראס 25 אד ןענעז סע טניפעג עכלעוו ,ןימ רעדנא ןא ןסע וצ ןביוהנא ייז ןלעוו ,סיוא טבראטש .טנגעג םעניא ךיז ,שיילפ ןסע טייצ-וצ-טייצ ןופ ייז ןלעוו ,ןעמוקרעטנוא ייז טעוו סע ןעוו רעבא אבמאב רקיעב עקאט ייז ןעמוקאב ןטראגרעיט ןיא .רעייא ןוא שיפ .טכורפ ןוא אטיעטאפ-עסיז ,שיפ ,רעייא ,גינאה ךיוא
The forests of the pandas’ habitat contain several types of bamboo shoots. Because the bamboos are very low in nutrients, pandas need to eat a large amount of bamboos and are therefore occupied with food for around fourteen hours a day!
They have especially strong and large teeth which enable them to chew the leaves and shoots non-stop. In order to digest such a heavy diet-20 to 30 pounds a day!-Hakadosh Baruch Hu lines their guts with special microbes which help with digestion.
Pandas also have six-fingers on their hands (see photo) which allow them to grip shoots with ease and bring it to their mouth.
There are 25 different species of bamboos in the forest. After the pandas completely consume one type of bamboo they move onto a different variety found nearby.
Occasionally, they come across meat, fish or eggs and they eat those as well. In zoos, they are fed mostly bamboos, but they are also given honey, eggs, fish, sweet potatoes and fruit.
,'עיראטירעט' ענעגייא רעייז ףיוא דלאוו ןיא סניילא טרעדנאוו אדנאפ יד ףיוא דילג א ןופ סיורא טמוק סאוו קעמש א טימ ןענעכייצאב ייז עכלעוו יד ראפ ןסיוו טזאל ןוא םישדח 3 ראפ טביילב קעמש יד .רעפרעק רעייז ...תיבה-לעב א אד זיא אד זא םינכש ,היח א יוו ,עטאט יד .רעדניק עריא טימ ןעיירד ךיז טעוו עמאמ א ראנ טימ ,ןייצ ענא ,דנילב ןריובעג ןרעוו ייז .ןעיצפיוא ןטימ טשינראג טפלעה
גנאל ןוא סעצנא עכילטע גידנגעוו - ןיילק-לציפ ןענעז ןוא רילאק עזיור א רעד ףיוא היח-יביעב עטסנעלק יד סע זיא ,לאנאיצראפארפ .סעשטניא 6-7 !טייקסיורג סעמאמ יד ןופ לטס-800 א ה"ס ,טלעוו ןעקנירט רעטייוו רעבא ,אבמאב ןסע ןביוהנא ייז ןלעוו ןטאנאמ 6 ךאנ .ראי ייווצ רעדא ןטאנאמ 18 זיב עמאמ םענופ ךלימ טעמכ טביג עניכ רעבא ,ןטראגרעיט ןיא רעלופאפ רעייז ןענעז סאדנאפ סלא טלייטעג ןראי סאד ןבאה ייז סאוו ךאנ ,היח ענעטלעז יד סיורא טשינ .רעדנעל עסיוועג ראפ תונתמ עשיטאמאלפיד ןופ 'סעיל' א ןביירשרעטנוא ןפראד אדנאפ א טנייה ןעמוקאב עכלעוו יד ןאילימ 1 גנוריגער רעזעניכ ןראפ ןלאצאב ןעמ ףראד ראי עדעי ןעוו ,ראי 10 ןפראד ,וז ןיא ןריובעג ןרעוו עכלעוו רעדניק עלא :יאנת א ךאנ !רעללאד .דנאלרעטומ
Pandas like having their own, defined territory. As they wander around their territory they excrete a smell. The odor remains in place for around three months and alerts the pandas’ neighbors that this area is ‘taken’.
Only mother pandas spend time with their young ones; the fathers do not help raise the cubs.
The cubs are born rose-colored, blind, without teeth and very tiny-with a weight of several ounces and a length of 6-7 inches. Proportionally, they are the smallest baby animal on the planet. Each cub is approximately 1/800 of its mother’s size.
Six months after birth cubs start eating bamboos, but they still drink their mother’s milk until the age of 18-24 months.
Pandas are very popular zoo attractions, but China barely allows these rare animals out of China. For many years, they used to give them away as diplomatic gifts to other countries. Today, the Chinese government only allows pandas to be ‘leased’ for ten years, to the tune of one million dollars a year! Another condition of the lease is that all children born to a panda during the time it is leased must be returned to China.
טייהרעטיירדעגרעביא פארא טגנעה רע ןעוו ,ךיז טליפש אדנאפ עגנוי א .1 .םיוב א ןופ א ןעמוקאב ןכאנ טיטעפא טימ ןסע ,ריפ ןופ עילימאפ אדנאפ א .2
.ןטראגרעיט א ןיא 'קענס' עלעיצעפס א ןיא ןגיוצרע ןרעוו עכלעוו ,סיביעב אדנאפ ףעניפ .3
.עניכ ןיא רעטנעצ-אדנאפ
א ךרוד ךעלימ לשעלפ א טמוקאב ,אדנאפ רעגיד'מישדח-יירד א .4
.רעטעבויקניא ןא ןיא גידנגיל ,עניכ ןיא רעשראפ
אדנאפ יד ךיז טליפש ,רעטניוו רעטלאק
1. A young panda plays, hanging upside down from a tree.
2. A panda family of four enjoys their snack in a zoo.
3. Five baby pandas which are being raised in a pandapreservation center in China.
4. A researcher in China feeds a three-month-old panda in an incubator a bottle of milk.
5. Despite the snow and cold, winter weather the panda continues to play.
6. Fruits are hung upon a long stick in a zoo for two pandas to feed upon.
עניכ-לארטנעצ ןיא רעצעלפ עטרילאזיא עכילטע :ץאלפ רענעלק 10-20% תוביקנ ,טנופ 250-300 :גאוו
ןבעלרעביא 1 ראנ טעוו ,2 ביוא ,1 לאמ בור :רעדניק לדייוו ןיילק א טנכערעגניירא ,סיפ 4-6 :גנעל
ןוא לגיופ ,רעייא ,לאמוצ ןוא ,ךעלעקעטש-אבמאב טנעצארפ 99 :ןסע ךעל'היח עניילק 30 זיב ןטראג-רעיט ןיא ןוא טייהרעדליוו ראי 20 :ןבעל טנזיוט 2-3 :גנורעקלעפאב
Habitat: Several isolated spots in Central China
Weight: 250-300 pounds, females 10-20% smaller
Children: Generally 1; if twins, only 1 survives
Length: 4-6 feet, including a small tail
Food: 99% bamboos, occasionally eggs, birds and small animals
Life Span: Age 20 in wilderness and up to age 30 in a zoo
Population: 2,000-3,000
:רעירפ ןופ ןצרוק ןיא ןופ עלוש-ךיוה 'ןואטנאינוי' יד ןיא רערעל א ,דראנאק .רמ ןופ סאלק םוצ רעבירא טייג ,טזאלעגרעביא םיא טאה עמאמ ןייז סאוו דניק א ,סרעבמעק סיאול ,רעלדנעס אנעריא רעביא טפירשטייצ א ןיא לקיטרא ןא ןא טפערט ןוא טקעיארפּ 'גאט עיראטסיה רעלאנאיצאנ' א טימ ןטעברא וצ ןא טבייה רע .סעזנעק טעוועטארעג עקאט טאה יז זא טשינ טביילג רע .אטעג-רעוועשראוו ןופ טעוועטארעג ייז יוזא ןוא רעדניק ערעייז ןבעגוצפיוא סעמאמ ןטעבעג טאה עכלעוו א םיא טביג דראנאק .רמ .טקעיארפּ םעניא ,טראוטס קיימ ,טנעדוטס א ךאנ ןעמענניירא ןוא ןשראפ ןביוהנא לאז רע םיא טעב רערעל ןייז .רעדניק 2,500 .עיצאזינאגרא רא-ףע-יעשזד יד ןפורוצנא םיא טעב ןוא 'סעפּ' ןאפעלעט !גנונאפּש טימ רעטייוו טנייל
-דואק ריא" :טצעזעגראפ רע טאה ןריפּאפּ
ןיא – 'אטנעלאשזד' ןעוועג זיא ןעמאנ
קירוצ רימ טפור עטיב .אטעג-רעוועשראוו
באה'כ ,יוא .ןטוג א .620-720-4090 ףיוא
".קנאד א ,טניימעג
ן'פיוא טצעזעגפּארא ךיז טאה סיאול
ןוא רעמיצ-ס'רערעל םעניא עפאס
ןסאגאב רעפּרעק רעצנאג ןייז טריפּשעג וצ רעגנירג ךאסא זיא סע' .סייווש טימ
.געט יד ןפּוטשפּא טושפּ ,ןצאלק ןוא ןציז ךיז לאמנייק םתסה-ןמ טעוו סע ,ללכב ןוא '.ןטעבראסיוא טשינ
יד זיא גאט ןגידנעמוק םעד
סיפא ןטשרעדאפ םענופ ןיראטערקעס ,סאלק סע'סיאול ןיא ןעמוקעגניירא
.ראדיראק ןיא ןעמוקסיורא לאז רע גידנזייוו
זא סיאול טגיאוראב טאה ןיראטערקעס יד
ראפ סיורא טשינ םיא יז טפור לאמ סאד
– ףור ןאפעלעט א זיא סע .ןעמעלבארפּ
טריצאפּש טאה סיאול .יטיס-קראי-וינ ןופ
ןיא .סעזנעק ןופ
סרעבמעק סיאול
א טימ ףליה סעפּע ףראד'כ .עקירעמא ".טקעיארפּ-לוקס
רעד טאה ןאד .לביירט ן'פיוא ליטש .טונימ ןייא" :ןפורעגנא ךיז ראטארעפּא
ס'לאטס סעסימ ראפ רעביא ןיוש ביג'כ ןעמוקעגנא סיאול זיא עדנע םייב .ףליהעג
ףיט טאה רע .'ןישאמ גנירעסנע' ןא וצ ךילעמאפּ טאה רע .היחמ א .טמעטאעגפּא טאה רע סאוו טפול יד טזאלעגסיורא
.'פּיב' ן'פיוא גידנטראוו ליומ ןיא ןטלאהעג
סיאול זיא סאד" :ןביוהעגנא טאה רע
ןיא טנעדוטס א ןיב ןיא .סרעבמעק ...ןיא ןיימ'כ .'ןואטנאינוי' ןופ עלוש-ךיוה
סוינ סע-וי' א טנעיילעג באה'כ .סעזנעק
רעביא לקיטרא 'טראפּער דלראוו דנע
2,500 טעוועטארעג טאה עכלעוו יורפ א
אנעריא ןעוועג זיא ןעמאנ ריא .רעדניק "...רעלדנעס
ןוא ןציטאנ ענייז ןיא גידנקילבניירא
סיאול זיא ךאנרעד גנאל טשינ םענופ סיפא ןטשרעדאפ םעניא ןצעזעג ן'פיוא גידנקוק ,עלוש-ךיוה
שזארוק יד ןעמענמאצ ךיז ןוא ןאפעלעט .יטיס-קראי-וינ ןייק ןפור וצ סיאול טאה ,ןרעמונ יד גידנקורד רע סאווראפ טרעדנואוועג ךיז לאמאכאנ
טמעטאעגניירא ףיט טאה רע .סאד טוט םעניא ןשטנעמ יד זא טכארטעג ןוא -ןמ ןבאה עיצאזינאגרא רא-ףע-יעשזד ןדער וצ יוו ,ןוט וצ סאוו רעסעב םתסה טנעדוטס סאלק-רעטניינ רעשיראנ א טימ ךילטקנופּ טשינ טסייוו סאוו ,סעזנעק ןופ -רעוועשראוו ןיא טריסאפּ טאה סאוו ,אטעג א זיא סאוו ללכב רעדא ,אטעג ,ןליופּ ןיא טריסאפּ טאה סאד זא רעסיוא ןעוועג זיא סע ןוא ,עפּארייא ןיא ואווצעגרע .גירק טלעוו ןטייווצ םייב
זיא סאד ...ןיב ךיא .אלאה .אלאה"
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ןוא ?סעמאמ ערעייז ןופ ןעמונעגקעווא
טלאוו סרעבמעק סיאול ביוא ?ןרעטלע יד
טאהעג רע טלאוו ,עשראוו ןיא ןעוועג
רע טלאוו ?אנעריא ןופ שזארוק יד
יורפ א ראפ ,דניק ןגייא ןייז ןבעגעגפיוא '?טשינ ןעק רע םעוו
ףיוא טסואוועג סיאול טאה ךאז ןייא
זיא םזיאארעה ס'רעלדנעס אנעריא ;רעכיז
ס'עמאמ ענעגייא ןייז ןוא ךעלביולגמוא
.דנבעגראפמוא זיא תונדחפּ
⋅⋅⋅
ןעמוקעגנא זיא ףיורעד געט עכילטע
ןאשיעדנואפ שיאושזד' יד ןופ לקעפּ א
ףיוא טאה עכלעוו ,'סעשטייר עד ראפ
ךאסא ןבירשאב געוו רעטרילאטעד א
זיא םעד ןשיווצ .םלועה תומוא ידיסח
רעביא גנוביירשאב עצרוק א ןעוועג ךיוא
רעמ טימ ,םזיאארעה ס'רעלדנעס אנעריא
יז סאוו רעדניק ךעלציפּ רעביא םיטרפּ
ךרוד אטעג ןופ טצרעוושעגסיורא טאה
ןוא תונורא-היול ,ךעלטכאש
טעוועטארעג טאה יז יוו טלייצראפ טאה סע
עכריק א ךרוד ,זיוהטכירעג א ךרוד רעדניק
.טנאוו םעניא ךאל א ךרוד ןוא
א ןעוועג ךיוא זיא לקעפּ םעניא
עכלעוו רעבעלרעביא-המחלמ ןופ עטסיל
וצ טיירג ןענעז ןוא סענזעק ןיא ןעניואוו .ןטנעדוטס ראפ עטכישעג רעייז ןלייצראפ
ראפ ןריפּאפּ יד ןבעגעג טאה סיאול
גידנעייז ,סאלק ןטימניא ,טראוטס קיימ .רעטעפּש ןענייל סע טעוו רע זא רעכיז
יוו טקוקעגעגוצ רע טאה זיירפּרוס טימ ,סאלק ןטימניא ךרוד סעלא טנעייל קיימ
ןא ,סיפ ענייז ףיוא ןריפּאפּ יד גידנטלאה
ןייא וליפא ןופרעד פּאק ןייז ןבייהפיוא .לאמ
רעייז טאה ןעמ זא טריפּשעג טאה קיימ
ןעוועג זיא רעבא ,עיצאמראפניא גינייוו
לאטעד ןדעי ןופ ןעמונעגרעביא ןצנאגניא .טפּעלשעגמאצ טאהעג ןבאה ייז סאוו
טכארטעג ןיוש רע טאה גיטפאהרעביפ
רעבא .ליפּש םעניא סענעצס יד ןגעוו יוו טלבריוועג ךיוא ןבאה ןעקנאדעג ענייז טימ ןעמאזוצ ןריפסיוא סאד טעוו רע יוזא זיא סאוו טנעדוטס א – סרעבמעק סיאול
ןא טכאמ ,םיא ןופ שרעדנא דרע ןוא למיה
טימ סיוא טשינ ךיז טמוק ןוא ןעמעלבארפּ
.םענייק טעמכ
ןעמאזוצ ןטעברא ןופ ןגראז עלא ץארט
סעפּע טריפּשעג קיימ טאה ,סיאול טימ
"?ריא רעביא עיצאמראפניא ןגעוו ןקיש ךיוא ןרעג ריד ןענעק רימ"
".םלועה תומוא ידיסח ךאנ ףראד ךיא רעבא .גידלאוועג ,אי"
אנעריא רעביא עיצאמראפניא יד גיטכיוו ".רעלדנעס
זיא ,ןעגנאהעגפיוא טאה סיאול ךאנ
,ןלאפאב םיא סעגארפ ןופ םערוטש א
זא טפאהעג טאה רע סאוו סעגארפ -וינ ןופ יורפ יד טגערפעג טלאוו רע
א ןעק יוו' :ןאפעלעט ן'פיוא יטיס-קראי ,טוג יוזא ,לופשזארוק יוזא ןייז שטנעמ יוזא יוו ?טסואוואב ןייז טשינ ךאד ןוא יד טצרעוושעגסיורא השעמל יז טאה גיד'נכוסמ ןוא טלעטשעגנייא יוו ?רעדניק טריסאפּ טלאוו סאוו ?ןעוועג סאד זיא זיא ןעוו ?טפּאכעג ריא טלאוו ןעמ ביוא סאד יז טאה סאווראפ ?ןבראטשעג יז '?ןוטעג ,תולאש ןופ לובמ א ןעמוקעג זיא ןאד טלאוו קראי-וינ ןופ יורפ יד וליפא סאוו ןבאה סאוו' :ןרעפטנע טנעקעג טשינ םיא ייז טאה ןעמ ךאנ טריפּשעג רעדניק יד
.לביירט סאד ןביוהעגפיוא ןוא סיפא םוצ
".סיאול זיא סאד ,אי ?אלאה"
ףליהעג ס'לאטס ילנעטס ןיב ךיא"
עד ראפ ןאשיעדנואפ שיאושזד' יד ןופ
אנעריא ןגעוו ןפורעג טסאה וד .'סעשטייר "?רעלדנעס
טעוועטארעג טאה עכלעוו יורפ יד .אי" ".רעדניק עשידיא עלא יד "?ןפלעה ריד ךיא ןעק סאוו"
לקיטש א טפּאכעג לענש טאה סיאול
.יילב א ןוא ןטסאק-טסימ םענופ ריפּאפּ
ביוא ןסיוו טלאוועג ראנ באה ךיא .אי"
עקאט יז טאה ,ןיימ'כ .תמא זיא סאד
ןופ רעדיק עשידיא 2,500 טעוועטארעג
א סע זיא רעדא ,אטעג-רעוועשראוו
"?תועט
טאה יז .תמא זיא'ס .ןיינ ,ןיינ ?תועט א"
2,500 ןופ רעמ ןעלגאמשסיורא ןפלאהעג
אטעג-רעוועשראוו ןופ רעדניק עשידיא
א זיא'ס .סנבעל ערעייז טעוועטארעג ןוא
ךרוד טנעקרענא זיא יז .השעמ עדנעניוטש "?זיא 'םשו די' סאוו טסייוו וד .'םשו די' ".טשינ רעכיז .ןיינ"
לאמקנעדעג טסואקאלאה א זיא סע"
ידיסח ןענעקרענא ייז .לארשי-ץרא ןיא עכלעוו ,ןדיא-טשינ ,םיוג – םלועה תומוא
וצ ןבעל סאד טלעטשעגנייא ןבאה
טלעוו עטייווצ יד סיואכרוד ןדיא ןעוועטאר
אנעריא יד – טסכוז וד עכלעוו יורפ יד .גירק
ראי ןיא .ןדלעה יד ןופ ענייא זיא ,רעלדנעס
אנעריא טנעקרענא 'םשו די' טאה 1965
ןא .'םלועה תומוא תדיסח' סלא רעלדנעס ןראוועג טצנאלפעגנא זיא םיוב-טריבלייא ".1983 ראי ןיא ריא דובכל טראד עקאט סאד זיא ,השעמל ...ששפּ" – ןוטעג סאד יז טאה סאווראפ ןוא ?תמא "?רעדניק עלא יד טעוועטארעג ןיימ'כ ןופ סיורא טשינ ייז טעוועטאר יז ןעוו" טגנערבעגמוא רעדניק עלא ןטלאוו ,אטעג .ןרעטלע ערעייז טימ ןעמאזוצ ןראוועג ךיז ןבאה עכלעוו ןשטנעמ עלא טעמכ ןענעז ,אטעג-רעוועשראוו ןיא ןענופעג םייב סיצאנ יד ךרוד ןראוועג טע'גרה'עג טרעהעג טאה סיאול "...יורפ יד .גירק
,ןריפּאפּ טשימ ןעמ יוו לביירט ן'פיוא ןבעגוצפיוא ןרעטלע טגייצרעביא טאה"
ןענעק ייז יז טעוו יוזא ,רעדניק רעייז
ןריצאלפּ ייז ןוא אטעג ןופ ןעלגאמשסיורא
טסנרעל וד .ןריטסאנאמ ןוא ןעמייה ןיא
"?לוקס ןיא טסואקעלאה םענופ
עיראטסיה א זיא סע .יוזא סעפּע"
רעמ ןקיש רימ ריא טנעק .טקעיארפּ
ךיז טאה סיאול
.טליופעג טשינ
עדנע םייב
ןכאנ ,טכאנ
,ךוב סאד ןגידנע
ןגיוא ענייז ןענעז
ןלאוושעג ןעוועג
ןענעז ןרערט ןוא
ןא ןענירעג
א – רעהפיוא
טאה סאוו ךאז
טשינ טעמכ .טריסאפ
ךיז לאז םעס זא טלאה רע ןוא טקעיארפּ
ךיז טצעי טאה רע .זנוא טימ ןסילשנא
ןיימ'כ ןוא עמאהעלקא ןופ ןגיוצעגרעהא
רע .יימרא םעניא טניד עטאט ןייז זא
ןוא גולק רעבא ,ליטש .דניק ןייפ א זיא
".לאוטקעלעטניא
.טריטסעטארפּ סיאול טאה ",טונימ ןייא"
ןעק רע זא טגאזעג טשינ באה ךיא"
ןיימ זיא סאד .עפּורג רעזנוא ןיא ןעמוק
סאד באה ךיא .ךאד טסייוו וד ,טקעיארפּ
".ןפארטעג רעטשרע רעד
קיימ טאה "?ןיינ ,ןעמאזוצ ןענעז רימ"
.טצפיזעגפּא
".ראפעב רימ טגערפ ןעמ ןעוו רעבא ,אי"
".ריד גערפ'כ .יעקא"
.ןריצאפּשוצקעווא ןביוהעגנא טאה סיאול
םיא קיימ טאה "?עלוש ךאנ ןגראמ"
.ןגירשעגכאנ
".טסגאז וד סאוו .אי"
⋅⋅⋅
טגערפעגסיוא סיאול טאה טכאנ ענעי
ןוא אטעג-רעוועשראוו ןגעוו עדייז ןייז
םיא טאה ליב עדייז .גירק םעד רעביא
א ןעוועג ןאד ךאנ זיא רע זא טלייצראפ
עכילקערש טרעהעג טאה רע רעבא ,דניק
טאה רע .ענעסקאוורע יד ןופ ןעגנולייצרע
ערעטיב א ןעוועג זיא סע זא טגאזעג םיא
ןאד ןבאה ןדיא יד סאוו תורצ יד ןוא ,טייצ
רעגרע" .עטסגרע סאד ןעוועג זיא ןטילעג
עטיירדוצ ןוטעג ןבאה ןשטנעמ .םעלא ןופ
".ייז ראפ ןכאז עכילקערש ןוא
ןדייז ןייז ראפ טלייצראפ טאה רע
םעד רעביא ןוא רעלדנעס אנעריא ןגעוו
.ןביוהעגנא טאה רע סאוו טקעיארפּ
ןופ עטכישעג יד וצ ךילנע רעייז זיא סע"
טגאזעגכאנ רע טאה ",רעלדניש ראקסא
.רערעל ןייז ןופ
ךוב יד רימ טימ טנעיילעג טסלאוו"
"?'עטסיל ס'רעלדניש'
ךיא" .טריגאער עדייז רעד טאה ",ןיינ"
".סעטכישעג עגירעיורט יד ביל טשינ באה
םייב .טליופעג טשינ ךיז טאה סיאול
ןענעז ,ךוב סאד ןגידנע ןכאנ ,טכאנ עדנע
ןרערט ןוא ןלאוושעג ןעוועג ןגיוא ענייז סאוו ךאז א – רעהפיוא ןא ןענירעג ןענעז .טריסאפּ טשינ טעמכ טאה
"?סנאק םעס טסנעק וד ,טונימ ןייא"
.טגערפעג גנילצולפּ קיימ טאה ".אי ?רעליש רעיינ רעד ,הא"
ןטכענ רימ טאה דראנאק .רמ"
טאה םעס .ראדיראק םעניא טלעטשעגפּא
'גאט עיראטסיה' םעניא ןבירשעגנייא ךיז
רעדעי .ןוט וצ סאד גנארד רעכילרעניא ןא ןגיוצעגפיוא זיא סיאול זא טסואוועג טאה סאוו ,רע .עבאב ןוא עדייז ןייז ךרוד ןראוועג טאה ,ןרעטלע ענייז וצ טנאנ ןעוועג זיא ןעמ יוזאיוו ןלעטשראפ ךיז טנעקעג טשינ .ייז ןא ןסקאוופיוא ןעק זיא ,טונימ עגירביא עכילטע גידנבאה קעטאילביב םעניא ןעגנאגעגניירא קיימ יד טנעיילעגרעביא ןוא לוקס םענופ עסיוועג ןיא .רעלדנעס אנעריא ןופ השעמ ראה יד יוו טריפּשעג רע טאה ןטנעמאמ
עניילק יד .ףיוא ךיז ןבייה סמערא ענייז ףיוא
ןעמוקאב ןבאה ייז סאוו דליב ן'טיול – יורפ
ןעוועג יז זיא 1929 ראי עשראוו ןיא ריא ןופ
,ןידלעה עטיוט יד – סיפ ףניפ ןופ רעגירדינ
ךיוא ןוא םיא ןפּעלשוצניירא ןזיוואב טאה .רבק ןופ חוכ רענדאמ א סעפּע .סיאול
טימ ןפארטעג לאמאכאנ ךיז טאה קיימ ןופ ןעמוקעגסיורא זיא רעכלעוו ,סיאול
,לענש ןדער וצ ןביוהעגנא ןוא ,104 רעמיצ יד ,יורפ יד" :ןעמונעגרעביא ןצנאגניא
עגישטניילק א ןעוועג זיא ,רעלדנעס אנעריא א טאהעג טאה יז .רדוסמ רעייז ךיוא ןוא .רעפלעהטימ ןופ ץענ ןוא טאראפּא עצנאג ןעמענ עלא ןבירשעגפּא טאהעג טאה יז
יד ןופ ןטלאהאב סאד ןוא רעדניק יד ןופ טאה יז .רעשעלפ ענרעזאלג ןיא סיצאנ
יז .םיוב-לפּע ןא רעטנוא ןבארגאב סעלא
ןגיצנייא ןדעי סיצאנ יד טראנעגסיוא טאה
ןופ ןעמוקסיורא ןוא ןייגניירא םייב ,גאט ןעמאנ-דואק א טאהעג טאה יז .אטעג "?ןיינ ,ךעלביולגמוא .'אטנעלאשזד'
רימ רעה" ,טגאזעג סיאול טאה ",פּאי" ןייא זא טכארטעג ךאסא ןיוש באה'כ .סיוא יוזאיוו ןייז רעכיז לאז ליפּש םעניא ענעצס ייז זא ןרעטלע ייב ךיז טעב ןוא טריבורפּ יז "...ןוא רעדניק יד ןבעגקעווא ריא ןלאז
טצעזעגראפ טאה קיימ "!גידעקאנק"
ענעצס א ןבאה ךיוא ןענעק רימ" :ןגאז טימ טאדלאס עשיצאנ א יוזא יוו אטעג ןיא טקערשרעד יז רעבא ,ריא טעשארטס עשידיא רעטייוו טעוועטאר ןוא טשינ ךיז עשיא'יוג א טימ ענעצס א ךיוא ןוא .רעדניק א ןעמונעגניירא טאה עכלעוו החפּשמ זיא יז ןעוו ךיז רעדנואוו ךיא .דניק שידיא "?ןבראטשעג
ןיא טכארטראפ ךיז ןבאה עדייב
סאווראנ ןבאה ייז סאוו סענעצס יד
?תועט א" זיא'ס .ןיינ ,ןיינ טאה יז .תמא
Make this delicious butternut squash soup one of the highlights of your Rosh Hashanah seudah. It symbolizes the warmth and richness of the year ahead!
Olive oil, for sautéing
1 Onion, chopped
3 Garlic cloves, minced
1 Large butternut squash, Peeled and cubed
3 Carrots, peeled and chopped
2 Zucchinis, peeled and chopped
1 Sweet potato, Peeled and cubed
4–6 cups vegetable broth
Salt, to taste
Pepper, to taste
1/2 tsp Turmeric
1/2 tsp Paprika
1/2 tsp Chili flakes
Rosemary, to taste (preferably Fresh, but dried works too)
Garnish (optional)
Chopped parsley
Pumpkin seeds
Drizzle of pareve cream
1. In a large pot, heat olive oil over medium heat. Add the chopped onion and minced garlic, sautéing until translucent and fragrant.
2. Add the butternut squash, carrots, zucchinis, and sweet potato to the pot. Stir and cook for a few minutes, until slightly softened.
3. Pour in the vegetable broth, ensuring that the vegetables are submerged (add more broth if necessary). Season with salt, pepper, turmeric, paprika, chili flakes, and rosemary. Bring the mixture to a boil, then reduce to a simmer. Cover and let cook for 40–45 minutes, or until all vegetables are tender.
4. With an immersion blender, blend the soup until smooth and creamy. (You can also do this in a standing blender, transferring the soup in batches.)
5. Pour the soup into bowls. Garnish with chopped parsley or a sprinkle of pumpkin seeds if desired. Finish with a drizzle of cream for added richness.
Enjoy your heartwarming, nutritious soup!
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Looking to impress your guests this Rosh Hashanah? With these apple puff pastry squares, the classic apple-and-honey duo gets a stylish twist. Make sure to bake enough for second helpings!
Yield: As many squares of puff pastry as the package comes with
1 Package of mini puff pastry squares
8 Green apples, washed and thinly sliced
Honey, for drizzling
Sugar, to taste
Cinnamon, to taste
1 Egg, beaten, for egg wash
Garnish:
• Confectioners’ sugar
• Honey, for drizzling
• Vanilla ice cream
• Fresh thyme sprigs
Instructions:
1. Thaw the puff pastry squares according to the package instructions. Preheat your oven to 400°F (200°C).
2. Wash the apples, slice them thinly, and discard the core.
3. Place a piece of parchment paper on a baking sheet, and lay out the puff pastry squares. Drizzle a bit of honey on each square and arrange the apple slices neatly on top.
4. Brush the exposed parts of the puff pastry squares with the beaten egg. In a small bowl, mix together the sugar and cinnamon. Generously sprinkle this mixture over each pastry square, ensuring the apples get a good dusting.
5. Place the baking sheet in the preheated oven and bake for 15–20 minutes, or until the puff pastry squares have risen and turned a golden brown.
6.Once baked, remove from the oven and let the squares cool for about 5 minutes. Serve immediately, garnished with a sprinkle of confectioners’ sugar, a scoop of vanilla ice cream on top, a drizzle of honey, and a sprig of fresh thyme.
Enjoy the delightful combination of crisp pastry and soft, sweet apple.
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Subject: Hashgacha Pratis Story
It was a cloudy Monday morning and we all woke up late. We were rushing to get dressed and do our hair. As my sister had a siyum, she wanted 2 french braids . My mother was tired and in a rush so she said no. My sister insisted, and for some reason my mother felt compelled to do it. As she was gathering up the hair for the braids, she noticed what looked like a cocoa pebble in my sister's scalp. As she tried to pluck it out , she looked closer and realized it was a tick! B``H she was able to remove it before any damage was done . What hashgacha pratis!
My mother had to go to the Lakewood Township to take care of something. She went with my little sister in the car. My mother was schmoozing on the phone, mindlessly looking for a spot when they got to the parking lot. After a few minutes she found a spot. My mother took out the carriage from the trunk and went inside. Shocked to her eyes she saw many police and hatzalah! She headed toward the elevator and the police told her that she can not go up. My mother said she can’t go up the stairs because she has a carriage. So the police went with her in the elevator. Later in the day she found out that there was a stabbing in the building where she was that day a few minutes before she went in the elevator! Thank You Hashem my mother and sister we’re safe!!!
Fraida and Sori FreidmanYay, my grandmother was finally coming. She lived all the way in Florida, and the trip to Lakewood was difficult for her. She wasn't coming just for any day; she was coming for Purim. All the preparations for her visit were in full swing: preparing our guest room, buying her favorite foods, and even creating a welcome sign to hang on our front door. Finally, the day arrived. We all helped with lugging in the suitcases, eagerly anticipating the presents we knew were hidden somewhere in that overflowing suitcase. Eventually, we finished transforming our guest room into "Grandma's room." We hopped in the car on the way to a restaurant in honor of our special guest. We talked and ate, but we were soon interrupted by my grandmother's cell phone ringing. Someone had informed her that one of her friends had passed away. She told us she would have to schedule a flight to Michigan to participate in the levaya. We were devastated! We had been looking forward to spending this year's Purim together with our grandmother. Two days later was Purim when Covid-19 hit. Considering my grandmother was 81 at the time, being in Lakewood would have been very dangerous for her health. My family clearly saw how Hashem had orchestrated these turn of events.
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