Oh my! It has been a while since I checked in. First I was sick, then kids started their Chanuka vacations. And kids are like gas – they expend to take up all the so called “free time” there is.
The only reason why I can now sit down and write is that my two big girls (14 and 12) went over to the local Old Age home to help the residents light Chanuka candles, sing and dance for them. And, as a humanitarian help to their rapidly aging Mother they took the baby and the 5 year old with them. This means only two boys are home with my 3 year old DD for company. A husband, in a world of his own, working from home on a burning project for his boss. And me, tired and wishing it would be bedtime already.
Anyway, I got to write fast, since the Old Age Home is very near us and old ladies can only stand so much fun, the girls will be back before I know it.
I love Chanuka Israeli style. In US I stood for hours frying latkes (potato pancakes)for the whole family. Here we switched to Sufganiot – donuts. And they are made and fried by my DD #1. I just supervise the heating of the oil, to make sure that we are staying safe.
While I am talking of Chanuka and staying safe. A few days ago I went to the Chanuka party at the gan (kindergarten) my 3 year old daughter goes to.
I have to say that the teachers did a heroic job with very little money available, the decorations they made mainly from plastic bags, packing peanuts and toilet paper were gorgeous. I can only admire their skills and artistic abilities. Since my Hebrew is very, very weak I knit quietly through a speech (blissfully short) and enjoyed the little sing and wiggle numbers until we got to the last, final song.
Now, try to imagine this…
In a fairly large classroom we had about thirty adults Mothers, Grandmothers and so on. About 10 older sisters and 20 little girls. Oh, and 2 teachers too, of course!
Anyway for the last song we (Mothers and Daughters) were invited to the middle of the room to stand all around the huge candle made from cardboard and (what else) yards and yards of toilet paper. One of the teachers put a huge hoop over the candle with lots of ribbons made from something that looked like the same toilet paper. We were invited to take hold of the ribbons and Mommies were given nicely wrapped candles in the other hand. Then another teacher went around lighting up the candles. At that point I admit I was a bit shocked. Here we were, in a fairly small room with lots of flammable things and lots of burning candles. No one else seemed to be concerned, but I began to hope that this song will be a very short one. Then the light was turned off, the music went on and I got two more surprises. I have noticed three metal pipes sticking out from the cardboard candle before. I thought it was framework that held it up. As I have found out they had one more function… One of the teachers brought a lighter next to the center end, a quick flash and a very pretty firework jumped up. One more flash and the second firework was born. I am not sure what shocked me more – the casual way the teacher waved her hand, “oh well” when the third firework refused to go on, or the calm with which other Mothers looked at all these fiery activities. And I have to admit that I enjoyed the very same activities very, very much.