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Mind your own business...

By Tzvia Ehrlich-Klein

 

I work with a lovely young woman named Yocheved L. She came to Israel one or two years ago with her husband from Boro Park. One of the things about Israel that amazes Yocheved is the way Israelis get involved with everyone and everything around them.

A case in point is this story that happened to a friend of hers who was visiting from Brooklyn.

 

This friend has a cousin in Jerusalem who desperately needed a babysitter one afternoon for a few hours. And so Yocheved's friend offered to go and baby-sit for her baby cousin whom she had not yet seen.

 

The baby was sleeping when the mother had to leave, and all looked quiet. But when the baby awoke crying, and didn't see her mother, and instead saw a stranger she'd never seen before, well, as you can imagine, that baby started screaming and screaming and screaming.

 

Yocheved's friend did everything she could think of to get the baby to stop screaming: she rocked her, she sang to her, she jiggled her, she changed her diaper, she tried to give her a bottle, etc., etc. — all to no avail. The baby just kept screaming and screaming and screaming.

 

Suddenly there was a knock at the front door.

 

Carrying the screaming infant, Yocheved's friend went to answer it. True, in Brooklyn she'd never open the door to a complete stranger, but it was Jerusalem, and the apartment was on the third floor, without an elevator, ... and with the baby screaming and screaming and screaming....

 

A woman was standing there. She walked into the apartment, and told Yocheved's friend that she heard a baby crying. She had come to help. She took the screaming baby, and proceeded to quiet it down. When the baby finally stopped crying, the lady handed the baby back, and left.

 

When the mother returned soon afterwards, Yocheved's friend told her about the nice neighbor who had heard the crying and had come to help. The mother was appreciative ... and it wasn't until several days later that Yocheved heard the whole story.

 

It wasn't a neighbor who had come in to help.

 

A stranger had been passing on the street — three flights below — and had heard the crying of a Jewish baby.

This 'stranger' climbed three flights of stairs to go into a stranger's apartment to offer to help.

 

And she did.

 

Because there are no 'strangers' among Jews in our own Land.

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Tzvia Ehrlich-Klein writes for various publications in Israel, England, and the USA and has edited several books including SALT, PEPPER & ETERNITY (Targum Press) and TO DWELL IN THE PALACE (Feldheim Publishers), an anthology on life in Israel.

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Reprinted with permission from: On Bus Drivers, Dreidels and Orange Juice, Feldheim Publishers, Jerusalem, 2000.

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Author of ON CAB DRIVERS, SHOPKEEPERS AND STRANGERS (Feldheim Publishers), ON BUS DRIVERS, DREIDELS AND ORANGE JUICE (Feldheim Publishers), ON BUS STOPS, BAKERS AND BEGGARS (Feldheim Publishers), A CHILDREN'S TREASURY OF SEPHARDIC TALES (Artscroll), and HAPPY HINTS FOR A SUCCESSFUL ALIYAH (Feldheim Publishers),

 


 

 


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