Have I mentioned lately just how much I love this land?! I walked up to the mall, weaving my way through the gardens before Kikar Yahalom in search of fresh rosemary for my stew (which I actually found at our parking lot entrance on my way home) what a beautiful morning! All along the way, people I’ve never met wished me a Shabbat Shalom and Chag Sameach. The same was true for the rest of my outing:
- at the bakery, where the manager and I shared a broken English-broken Hebrew conversation about sour dough bread;
- at the supermarket check out where the cashier and a man behind me showered each other with blessings to the point that I expected to see head-to-toe black and white with a long beard when I turned around… only to find a bare-headed Israeli praising Hashem and joyfully wishing the cashier Shabbat Shalom and Chag Sameach!
And despite constantly beating myself up over my poor Hebrew skills
- I managed to hold my own in a conversation with that joyful man and the cashier about the unusual (rarely found in Israel) graham cracker crust I was purchasing. The man had never seen such a thing and wanted to know how it was made and for what.
- And when a young boy walked out in front of the taxi I was riding in, the driver and I conversed about the child walking with his head in the clouds!
So, I can offer some hope to those struggling with Hebrew – it is possible to learn by osmosis 🙂
As I was getting out of the taxi, the driver showered me with blessings and wishes for a Shabbat Shalom & Chag Sameach – which I now share with all of you!