Whose Chometz Is It, Anyway?


(Based on a True Story in Zichronos Harav Maza)


 He was my grandfather’s father. His name was R’ Yeshaye ben R’ Moshe. His father, R’ Moshe, had been the av beis din of Bober, in the province of Mogilev, near Kropki. The son, R’Yeshaye, was a very distinguished man, famous for his wealth, his scholarship, and his yiras Shamayim (fear of heaven).

Yes, this R’ Yeshaye was the famous Jew who hefkered his chometz. Yes, he gave it all away because of the Poritz’s meshugas. Of course, all the Poritzim were crazy. It’s not surprising; remember, each Poritz in the Ukraine was an absolute dictator of all the peasants and Jews (there were no others) who lived on his lands; he literally had the power of life and death over his subjects. But this Poritz was particularly crazy, or eccentric, if you prefer that term. He derived particular pleasure from devising new and original ways of embittering the lives of his Jews.


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The Trump Tsunami


It is as if a massive tsunami had hit the U.S., its shock waves quickly spreading across the world! The reference here is not to the geographic phenomenon but to its political equivalent: “Trump-in-action” or, for lack of a better term, “Trumpism.” The rapid-fire, multi-sphere initiatives, pronouncements, and moves of the initial weeks of his second term, along with their vast scope, have been as unprecedented as they are unconventional. To say “unconventional” is actually an understatement; President Trump has given new meaning to the term.

It could probably be said without too much exaggeration that few, if any – from the proverbial man-in-the-street to the experts to government officials – understand what, and why, the President is doing what he is doing. Confusion reigns. And it is the aggregate of all the still ongoing stream of far-reaching, even radical, moves – not any individual component – that has everyone snowed under and taken by surprise and that has kept the targets of the President’s activities off-balance.


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TEVA TALK - Frogs Here, Frogs There….


Most people are self-proclaimed frog experts. After all, we all learned about the stages of the frog’s life cycle in elementary school and are aware of the reactions they get when they’re stuck in swimming pools. And that’s all there really is to know, right?

Frogs are possibly the most famous when they are taken apart. Dissecting frogs is a “highlight” of most middle school science classes. Personally examining how perfectly each individual organ fits with the others is truly incredible. Hashem’s wisdom in design is so clear when you remove and identify each essential, internal body part – magnified tremendously when you consider the complexity of the human body.

After successfully dissecting a frog (or getting your lab partner to do it while you keep your eyes shut), it’s time to expand our understanding by putting some pieces together. Firstly, it helps to recognize that frogs come in a wide variety of types and sizes, ranging from a third of an inch to over a foot long! A group of frogs is called an “army,” and some of them are extremely lethal; there is enough poison found in the skin of just one Golden Poison Dart frog to kill 10 people!


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Vaping and Teenage Health: Some Good News


We have good news to report on the vaping front! Across the United States, rates of teenage nicotine vaping have taken a genuine nosedive. Currently, about 20% of high school seniors report any nicotine vaping over the past year. This is far less than what we observed pre-pandemic, when about 35% of high school seniors reported vaping. The results from 10th and 8th graders bring similar good news that vaping nicotine is on the decline.

These results align well with a recent personal experience speaking to a group of high school students. Most of these kids already recognized that vaping was essentially no healthier than smoking traditional cigarettes. In fact, use of alcohol, cannabis, and other drugs have also trended downward in high school students, making this generation about as mischievous as the teenagers on Happy Days. As the legendary British band, “The Who,” sang many years ago, “The kids are alright!”

Of course, we are not ready to quit our day jobs here at Johns Hopkins (though we might get fired by President Trump). We do not know how these national statistics translate to our unique community. Many teenagers and adults continue to struggle with vaping and other substance use. And as parents, the job of providing correct substance use education is never completely over because curiosity, sensation seeking, and peer pressure are all part of normal adolescence.  


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Great Aunt Cele’s Seders


As Pesach approaches, I often think about my Great Aunt Cele and the Seders she held for my family in the 1950s on Cylburn Avenue. Aunt Cele was never married, but she was the matriarch of our family. She treated her nieces and nephews like they were her own children. And her great nieces and nephews were a special joy for her.

With great passion, Aunt Cele held on to the tradition of her parents, who came from Kovna Geberna in Russia. I don’t know what Seders were like for her growing up, but for me they were the highlight of every year. At the Seder, adorned in my favorite dress and shiny, black Mary Jane shoes, I sat on one side of Aunt Cele, while my brother Julian, in his brown suit-like attire, sat on her other side. Across from us were my mother and father, and at the head of the table sat my Uncle Nate, Aunt Cele’s brother, who led the Seder in his lyrical Hebrew.

Each of us had our own kiddush cup. My brother’s and mine were tiny glass ones. Each cup sat on a white plate with a painted flower design in the middle. I believe those plates had belonged to Aunt Cele’s parents, my great-grandparents. Also, we each had our own Haggadah. For Julian and me, they were small booklets with colorful pictures to make the story come alive.


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Musings Through a Bifocal Lens -Let’s Connect!


A friend called a month or so ago to share an idea with me. I’d like to say she’s a good friend, even though we rarely speak to one another. Our conversations flow naturally and easily as if we’ve known each other for many years when, in fact, it’s been far shorter than that. The topics vary, and who knows what they are about. But one thing I can say for certain is there is a common theme threading through each one of them.

My friend and I are roughly the same age and from the same generation. I can’t speak for her, but like most of my friends, I had a stay-at-home mother and a father who worked hard building a business. We children grew up, got married and raised a family. The women I know worked hard, too. Many of my friends are baalei teshuva, and as we parented our children and worked in our chosen fields, we began a journey the likes we had never traveled before.

Then our children were married off, one by one, and as we faced retirement – or when we suddenly realized the nest was officially empty – we weren’t quite sure where we were going. Still, many of us were fired up and excited, all the while curious as to where we were headed.


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Pesach Recipes


by Where What When Writers

 

Old family recipes, new exciting ones – we writers and staff of the Where What When wish all our readers a chag kosher v’sameach and hope you enjoy these delicious dishes!

 

Leek Dip

by Dena Katz

 

1/4 c. avocado oil
2 leeks, cleaned and chopped
1 T. white wine
1 tsp. salt
1/4 tsp. black pepper
1 tsp. lemon juice
2/3 c. mayonnaise
1/4 c. scallions, thinly sliced
1/4 c. fresh chives, chopped

Heat oil in a frying pan over medium heat. Add leeks and cook until soft and caramelized, about 25 minutes, stirring occasionally. Add white wine and mix to combine. Cook for another minute. Season with salt and pepper, mix well, and remove from heat. Stir in lemon juice and set aside to cool. Once cooled, add mayonnaise, scallions, and chives and mix well. Refrigerate in an airtight container for up to five days.

 


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Volunteering at ADI Negev Rehab Village ?


This is what happens when you plant a seed....

One Friday night, my husband went to his regular minyan. His friend, an occupational therapist who had recently returned from volunteering at ADI Negev, told my husband that the facility could really benefit from occupational and physical therapy volunteers. The seed was planted, and I was excited at the opportunity to volunteer my occupational therapy skills. ? 

ADI Negev is an all-encompassing rehabilitation village in Ofakim in southern Israel. The rehab village includes an emergency room; inpatient hospital; therapy units for neurology, orthopedics and geriatrics; hydrotherapy; and outpatient therapy. There are subsidized apartments for staff and their families. I stayed in an apartment for female volunteers. ?? 


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Seder Night Passing on the Mesorah


Recently, my two brothers and I were reminiscing about our childhood years. My brothers started to sing some old songs; I noticed that almost all of them were Seder songs. My mind drifted back over the years to our family Sedarim. To my father, the Seder night was of supreme importance. In one of his recorded shiurim, he said:

As we sit around the magnificent table, we relive the birth of our nation together with our children. In the process, we impart to our children their spiritual genetic makeup. Everything that they will accomplish in life, the success of their individual missions in life, the people that they will grow into – everything! Everything depends upon the way that we transmit our mesorah to them.

But what is that “way”? How does the Seder transmit the mesorah? What do such lofty ideas as the “birth of our nation,” our “genetic makeup,” and our “mission in life” have to do with whether we use potatoes or celery for karpas? Whether we tip the cos or drip the wine with our finger?

Pesach is a holiday with many halachos but it is also, perhaps more than any other Yom Tov, replete with minhagim. They are the conduit through which the mesorah is passed down, the audiovisual/kinesthetic/culinary spectacle that makes the Seder memorable. Here are some memories of our family’s minhagim as well as those of the people I spoke to.


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What Should We Do on Chol Hamoed?


Have you and your children ever started a Chol Hamoed morning with the question, “Where should we go?” and ended up still debating the issue at three o’clock in the afternoon? Where to go is the universal question for families with children. I do not have young children anymore, so it is not my dilemma, but it was interesting to gather ideas for young families or grandchildren interested in trips.

I have not been to most of these places, so I can’t vouch for them, but seeing the ideas may ring a bell and remind you of places you enjoyed in the past. I’ll start by mentioning some businesses that advertise with us specifically to attract the Chol Hamoed trip goers.


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