ISAACS FAMILY NEWSLETTER – June 2014
On Friday nights after
Kiddush we bless the children with the traditional
- ברכת הבנים
- as my father blessed me, and his father blessed him, his father blessed him
and so on all the way back to Moses. With one nuance. After each blessing, each
child gets a “peck” on each cheek. Elisheva (9)
invented a game whereby at the end of the bracha, she covers her cheeks tightly
with both hands and runs away to prevent me giving her a kiss. I have to chase
after her, grab her arms and (theatrically) wrench her hands from her cheeks
while she employs all tactics possible to prevent me kissing her. She digs an
exposed cheek into the couch or shakes her head rapidly from side to side. When
I eventually land a big noisy sloppy kiss on one side, that’s only half-time.
Again she takes flight and I race after her. This time, she has both hands to
protect the chaste unkissed cheek, making my task twice as difficult. I release
one hand, the other covers the cheek. I free the second hand, the first one
takes up the defense again. This game can last several minutes and is
accompanied by grunting and giggling. The more exhausting and protracted the
struggle, the more Elisheva enjoys it. And each time we play, I dedicate the
fun and games to the memory of my Mother who will be known for eternity as the
originator of the concept “Other side’s jealous”.
Ari has again been chosen to
represent Israel in the European student Debating competition, taking place
this year in Croatia. Ari’s contagious enthusiasm brought two of his first
cousins into the Debating addiction including my niece Yael, a rookie, who will
be joining him in Croatia. Like father, like son – finding ways for all expenses
paid trips abroad.
While Judy, Ari, Abigail and
Elisheva are counting the days till the end of semester and the freedom of the
summer holidays, Elon is bracing himself for two busy months when children roam
the malls with time to kill and hopefully money to buy his tricks. The hours he
works are inhuman. Every mall day involves leaving the house at 8am and
returning after 10.30pm. And at home he still has to prepare equipment for the
next day. Through the summer he can potentially work every day. I hope he
learns to strike a work-life balance. I was well over 30 before I discovered
workaholism is not a virtue. (Now I am a lazy bugger).
I can’t tell you what it is,
because it’s his Intellectual Property. But it’s quite a good idea. And in this
world, sometimes all you need is one idea. (Mark Zuckerberg had the idea of
sharing photographs. He did alright). Naphtali has drawn up 3-D designs and met
with plastics and electronics experts. I helped him comb the Internet and
patents but we found nothing, which hopefully means his idea is unique (or
silly). Might there be a second entrepreneur in the family? Another start-up in
the making? I doubt it. Naphtali’s idea requires mass manufacturing of an
electronic device, not something he or we can budget this month. But if any
bigshot from Samsung, Apple, HTC or other mobile phone manufacturer is looking
for an inexpensive differentiating cool idea, they could do themselves a big
favour by giving Napthali a call. Oh. And say I referred you.
After 2 years of national
service, 12 years of school and 3 years of kindergarten – on the trot - Orly says
it’s time for a year off – a chance to do what she wants, before getting into
the rodent race of studying-working-retirement. Okay. I can understand that.
Discussions around her gap year tend to go like this. ”What do you want to do?
Travel?” “No”. “Study?” No. “Learn
(Jewish studies)?” No”. “Work?” “No”. “Then What?” “Dance”. “For a year?” “Not
full time!” “And the rest of the time?” “Don’t know”. I guess not a few of the
parents reading these lines have conducted similar discussions with their offspring.
I’m not concerned. I have 30 years on Orly and I still don’t know what the hell
I want to do with my Life.
My mother used to say I was
an easy baby. One day I was born; the next thing she knew, I was three years
old. Never believed her, of course, but it was a sweet things to say. I would
say the same thing about Abigail. No trouble at all - except when you send her
to bed or tell her to do homework. Fortunately my children rarely read my
newsletters so they will never know of this confession…there were times when I
would start my homework at midnight.
The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree…
Lots of love
Michael, Judy, Ari, Elon,
Naphtali, Orly, Abigail, Elisheva
Elkana
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