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Showing posts with label Torah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Torah. Show all posts

Monday, November 7, 2022

Back as Torah Reader



It had been my intent to drop out of our congregation's Torah reading cohort for a few months, I forget how many, returning around Hanukkah.  While technically I had another few weeks fallow, I agreed to prepare one for the week before Hanukkah, with a couple of strings attached.  Primarily I choose which one I want, which will escape the rather destructive slouch to giving the men what they did last year to get the schedule filled with the least burden on anyone.  For some things, like learning or advancing skills, that burden is an essential component of the curriculum.

Invitation came, Parsha VaYeshev.  I looked through the seven sections, mostly about Joseph going into slavery, with a small break right in the middle for the story of Yehudah's transformation to a mensch.  It's the longest of that week's aliyot, about a full column, thirty verses, but within my capacity for the time allotted.  Yehudah's tale did not attract me.  That fell to a minor character, his son Onan.  He was an incompetent gardener, just like me.  He spilled his seed.  I planted mine.  But we each neglected to fertilize.  I survived.  He did not.  Neither did most of my planting this season.

Figure three verses a day, learn it in two weeks, polish it the week before while vacationing in Florida.  Within my capacity.


Thursday, August 5, 2021

Slippery Slopes



My congregation has its share of challenges, not the least among them getting the Torah portion read each shabbos.  I do not know whether we acquire the necessary minyan at other times of scheduled reading but shabbos is by far the lengthiest.  While the cycle repeats each year, the composite of 5852 verses really prevents anyone from knowing the whole thing to chant weekly without substantial preparation.  The Festival portions are much shorter and pretty much repeat so people can master some of these with annual repetition but not the shabbos portion.  There are skilled people who routinely chant an entire shabbos portion weekly, usually for a stipend, typically hired by congregations for that purpose.  However, when our hired reader takes his week away each month, we are on our own.

A few stalwarts can do a lot, a few like me a column or so.  Our novices have not developed, leaving the crew of limited capacity.  One person capable of a few columns relocated, leaving us pretty thin.  Eventually the readings would not be covered.  After a few close calls it happened, with a request from the person making the assignment to read from the book, which I am not willing to do.  

As Covid took effect and our services became virtual, they also became a variant of Junior Congregation, a major abridgement, almost an illusion of Holy Day worship.  I agreed to pre-record the Yom Kippur Torah reading in advance, learning it with some effort.  When I came to record it and asked for the scroll to be opened and filmed, I was told by the former President no-can-do.  It had to be read from the machzor with the Torah on the table but not open to its place or the camera positioned to record me moving the yad as I chanted.  Derech Eretz prevailed, but I did not take well to the experience.  It devalued my effort, my assertion to strive for correctness over expediency, and I think it showed disrespect to the congregation, irrespective of my own skill and effort.  I resolved never to do that again, and I won't.  I just found the experience hurtful, an assault on the traditions that we maintain.

Covid cancellations hopefully occur once in a lifetime and are beyond control.  Accommodations are needed, striving for least harm, but I understand the need for expediency sometimes.  Having this as the new norm as our talent fails just doesn't make it.  I won't do that again and I meant it.

The person assigning readings has an unenviable task under our circumstances, and as a woman, she cannot be a personal reader of default.  However, this situation had its near misses; it was foreseeable.  There is a governance with Nominating Committees that thought somebody other than me should be on it.  They include VPs of long tenure, committees for Ritual and Education, a Rabbi of long tenure, all of whom got the thumbs up of the annual Nominating Committees.  A contracting congregation is theirs to address.  They have the option of continuing with slippery slopes.  They don't have the option of lubricating me and offering to push.

There's an oft cited Mishna in Pirke Avot where the chief sage Yochanan ben Zakkai who kept Judaism viable in its darkest days, praised his most promising students.  In public the Rebbe would assert that Eliezer ben Hyrcanus would rise to the top, though off the record he confided to an assistant that Elazar ben Arach would achieve the most renown.  Elazar ben Arach became a minor contributor to law and analysis in the end.  For family reasons, he accepted a position as Rav in Emmaus, a resort town.  While he had the hope of elevating the people there to a more scholarly Judaism, the reverse happened.  To maintain expediency and cordial relations, instead of the people becoming more like him, he became more like them.  But at least his tomb seems to have been identified.  Some compromises just drag you down with no realistic prospect of reversal.




  

Sunday, June 2, 2019

Shavuot Approaching

Omer has reached its final week.  Shavuot can be a forgotten holiday, even a conflicting one for those with school kids who may be the only ones from their classes to miss recess or even a class trip on a glorious day, or maybe not.  Or even the Harvard Commencement one year.  There are no shofars, clergy in kittels, sukkahs, dreidels, or seders.  The yontiff ends its only ritual of a nightly Omer count. Time in the synagogue can be rather long with Hallel and Akdamut on the first day, Hallel, Ruth, and Yizkor on the second.  Anticlimactic to the daily upward count some might say.

But there is a tradition of dairy meals, some of the best options around.  We can eat blintzes any time but they are special now.  I have not made cheesecake in ages, it being easier and less expensive to buy one.  We have kugels.  Since the yontiff follows shabbos this year, shabbos should be milchig as in fish prepared in a way requiring some planning and effort.  A Fish Market Apple Walnut Pie or Macaroni and Cheese in the manner of Horny Hardardt.  Tofu might be worth a shot.  A quiche.  Maybe baklava or something Middle Eastern.  Not much ritual but the imprint of food and a seven week effort to get there bring the needed celebration to our communal start of Torah centrality which has endured.


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