When I go “out” into the “world”, I come to appreciate my upbringing more.
Tonight Rabbi Shmulik at the Kollel, during his dvar torah (sermon) asked everyone who has been to Bethlehem (Beit Lechem). This was because he mentioned Rachel who’s buried there.
I was one of the very few people who raised their hands. Does it matter? I don’t know. But I do think it’s a privilage to have been to places like Beit Lechem and Hebron. I also think other things I received like a relatively good education in Judaism and the ability to speak Hebrew are privilages.
It’s funny because still one can ask if these things even matter but I guess to me it does and I’m grateful. It’s also funny because it’s so relative. I never really considered my Jewish education that wonderful but it doesn’t matter because when I go “out there” I see how much more of an in depth education I got than people who didn’t go to day schools their whole lives.
The other thing Rabbi Shmulik asked tonight was, “Who’s Israeli here?” Again, I’m one of the only people who raised their hands.
I suppose that everyone has things that are unique about them when they’re in a crowd. Still often I think, “What an interesting upbringing I’ve had.”