uncle Nechemiah comes to town......
Well as all of you know by now Billy is Jewish. I was over at his house after school today going over some songs. After about an hour or so into practice Billy's mom came in the room informing him it was time to "suit up for the celebration". I of course had no idea it was the anual Batva celebration practiced in Hebrew teachings. Billy was excited about his uncle Nechemiah who was coming over to partake in the festivities. He warned me that Nechemiah was a raging alcoholic and a little physical at times. "No worries" he said "he probably wont bother you". 30 minutes later I heard the doorbell and an exchange of "shaloms". Billy and I went downstairs to say shalom and introduce me. About half way down the stairs there was a smell of gasoline or some kind of combustable fume. I was Uncle Nechemiah. Uncle Nechemiah quickly came up to me and customarily "attempted" to grab my testicles. Apparently this is a Batva tradition I was unaware of. I swiftly excused myself and packed up my things up for departure. It was a strange experience but the celebration was great according to Billy.
