Dear Friends,
one of the purposes of posts such as these is to put a little lighter stuff between the more heavy and very important stuff.It's important for me(and I think for some of you as well) to take a little rest from even good things so we don't get overwhelmed by them and to use it properly.every person has a more serious side and more lighter side and Hashem wants you to use both of these sides in proper balance.
but I am curious what you think of this
I can't make heads or tails of what this experience means
The day my wife met my old “girlfriend”
This is a true story.
I was 9 years old and I was a very introverted and shy kid. was somehow closed inside and didn’t communicate much with boys my age, and certainly not with girls. This not talking to girls stuff was not because of any religious beliefs or frumkeit, it was more my personality being incapable at that time of any extended social activity of any kind.
I lived at that time on a nice residential block. I would walk to my corner for the yeshiva bus, or to go to the grocery, or to daven and learn in a shul on the avenue.
So one day there is a 10 year old girl, tall for her age with black hair and a pony tail, sitting on one of the 4 steps that lead into her house. very extraverted girl. to the extreme that I was introverted, that is how extreme she was extraverted-very very social.
I’m walking to the corner and there she is on her steps. She smiles and says “Hi, what’s your name” and I mumble my name and run off. I do this for a while. She waves, I wave back and run off.
Finally, I walk by and she says “why are you always in such a rush?” That was when I had my first serious discussion with her. I do not remember any of our conversations at all. It must have been plain 9-10 year old stuff because if there was any deep philosophy there, I probably would have remembered.
All I remember was that I was once offered a large (kosher, of course) mickey mouse lollipop but I do not remember if my taava for the candy won and I took it or my shyness won and I didn’t. and that she was persistent in her asking of many questions that I felt I had to answer to be polite. she drew me out of myself and forced me to talk.looking back, that was a good thing and I appreciate her for that.
I think these conversations lasted about 8-10 months usually ranging from 30 second to 2 minutes a day on my trip to my corner.
After that it stopped. Just a hello on both sides and that was it. Do not remember whether it’s because the now 10 year old boy decided he is not talking to 11 year old girls anymore or that the 11 year old girl decided she is not talking to 10 year old boys anymore, especially when it took a lot of effort on her part to pull a conversation out of me.
Anyhow, when I turned 12, I moved off the block, started davening in a new shul that happened to have the set of maharal and reb tzadok there.
I never saw or spoke to this girl again.
Years and years pass. It’s about 2 years ago. One Sunday, my wife picks up my older daughter from a play date. My wife comes in with sort of a smile, trying to act upset, waves that finger at me and says “How come you never told me about that old girlfriend of yours? ” .I looked shocked because I am shocked. Girlfriend ? Put the “frum” reasons aside, I could have made a lot of money helping people suffering from insomnia. Put them in a room with me, along with my “dynamic” personality and they will be sleeping soundly within 10 minutes .Girlfriend?
Anyhow, my wife picks up my daughter at her friend’s house and she meets up will a tall and very talkative mother who asks her “your daughter told me that your last name is such and such, are you related to so and so that used to live on such and such block?” and my wife says “yes, that’s my husband.” the mother exclaims(no, I wasn’t there, but I’m sure she “exclaimed” not “said”)”Oh!! so that’s your husband !! I used to live on that block and I used to talk by my steps to your husband ALL THE TIME!!”
Now, I have to tell you my daughter had a field day with that “ALL THE TIME” statement. Totty, you mean that at the age of 9 you were already talking to “all these girls on the block”? I don’t think that it was the talking to girls that shocked her, it was talking “ALL THE TIME” that she couldn’t grasp because I’m still not known to be this great conversationalist, to put it mildly. then she grills me because it’s her friend’s mother, do you remember the conversations, do you remember what she looked like, I say just a black haired tall girl with a pony tail with a positive sun shiny outlook that enjoyed communicating. Do you remember anything else? And from the corner of my eye, I see my wife listening with great interest, and I say (wisely) “nope, don’t remember anything else “which also happened to be the truth.
But for some strange unfathomable reason, though mr yechida was asked to do many things over the years, he was never asked by mrs yechida to pick up their daughter from that house-not even once.
I wonder why.