Sorry! Here is the story:
We spent Sukkos in J'sm, kept 2 days yomtov, and ended up with yeshiva bochrim from all over who needed a second day meal. Our sukkah somehow expanded to the challenge, and I was presiding over a lunch with a dozen guys who shared very little except the need to observe yomtov.
There was some kinda "security situation" in E'Y and many parents had asked their kids to come home, while their Roshei Yeshiva typically said to stay. This put the boys in a terrible situation, and I decided to poll the table and see where everyone was "holding."
The stories ran the gamut: one is leaving for home, another is staying but promised to avoid buses... etc. Then one guy spoke up. His long curls were tousled, his kippa shruga was a little the worse for wear and hanging off to the side. His cynical smirk was almost palpable when he started to speak.
"Naah, I'm staying here." End of story. But I decided to draw him out a bit:
> "What do your parents say?"
"My mom is okay with whatever I tell her."
> "Does your rosh yeshiva say anything?"
"No, but he says I can stay."
The conversation wasn't going anywhere, and frankly I was about to move on from this angry, one step from the streets, flippant young man. But I tried one more time, and got the whole story.
"I found this yeshiva about six months ago. I had been out of yeshiva for a long time. Sorta left a lot of places. In some, the rabbis were a bunch of hypocrites. In some, they just didn't like me. In some I couldn't keep up. I dunno, it never seemed to work.
"Then I came here and was gonna just live in J'sm. But I found this place. And the rabbis have this great torah. And it's easy to learn from them. And they love me. And suddenly I can be a Jew again. And I was feeling so dead. And now I'm finally feeling alive.
"I'm not leaving this place for anything. And my Rosh Yeshiva would never ask me to leave this place. Never. And my mom, well she is so happy that I'm here and doing well that she said she'd be on my side in anything I decide to do with this war.
"But I'm not worried about some security situation in another part of the country. It will never hit J'sm. It will never hit any of us. But that's not the point. I finally found a home in Torah. And I WOULD RATHER DIE THAN LEAVE IT. I'VE BEEN THERE, HALF-DEAD. i'M NOT GOING BACK. SO I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE. I'D RATHER BE DEAD THAN GIVE THIS UP.
That kid who had almost convinced me what can go wrong in the yeshiva world had just reminded me everything that can be RIGHT. When I could finally wipe the flowing tears from my face and turn to him again, I thanked him for making my entire trip worthwhile. And I meant it.
Anyhow, I just thought of this story because it reminds me that our work has no end, and that it's beautiful enough that life without it isn't worth living. I might not enjoy all the hard work I see ahead of me, in GYE and many other areas of life, but I'd rather die than miss it. Truly.
Thanks Briut!
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