Rebecca is still staying up too late!
Rabbi W was back in town on Friday evening for Sukkot services, which I really enjoyed. They still keep it so cold in the sanctuary, so I brought my scarf and wore it like a prayer shawl. Maggie and I kept flopping it in each others' faces. After the service, it was outside (really warm and muggy) for drinks and challah under the sukkah. One little boy kept asking for wine instead of the grape juice his parents tried giving him (I kid you not) and Maggie and the other little girls were running around and having so much fun. I wish I could've taken pictures, but it was too dark.
So I brought my camera with me when I went back on Saturday morning for religious school, thinking that I could take pictures then. Wrong! It poured down rain all day, so we had to have our Sukkot lesson inside, instead of beneath the sukkah. Still, it mostly went well. I think I'm finally hitting my stride and starting to enjoy this. The kids enjoyed shaking the lulav and waving it around, but for me, the most interesting part of the lesson was showing the kids an album of the previous students building our beautiful sukkah, the same one our temple uses today, back in 2000 -- before any of the current students were born (long before converting to Judaism was anywhere on Rebecca's radar). Maybe someday, when that fig tree is no longer a little saplings, students yet to come will look at an album of us planting the fig tree for a Tu Bish'vat lesson.
It was a rainy, yucky weekend here, but with any luck, I will get to sit under the sukkah tomorrow. Signing off and going to bed now!
So I brought my camera with me when I went back on Saturday morning for religious school, thinking that I could take pictures then. Wrong! It poured down rain all day, so we had to have our Sukkot lesson inside, instead of beneath the sukkah. Still, it mostly went well. I think I'm finally hitting my stride and starting to enjoy this. The kids enjoyed shaking the lulav and waving it around, but for me, the most interesting part of the lesson was showing the kids an album of the previous students building our beautiful sukkah, the same one our temple uses today, back in 2000 -- before any of the current students were born (long before converting to Judaism was anywhere on Rebecca's radar). Maybe someday, when that fig tree is no longer a little saplings, students yet to come will look at an album of us planting the fig tree for a Tu Bish'vat lesson.
It was a rainy, yucky weekend here, but with any luck, I will get to sit under the sukkah tomorrow. Signing off and going to bed now!