So, I’m The Mom. The Jewish Mom. I keep kosher and I cook kosher food. I buy kippot like other moms buy Lego. We go to Shul (the synagogue), we do Kiddush (the blessing over the wine), Motzei (the blessing over the challah), Havdallah (the blessings that separate the Shabbat from the rest of the week) and send the kids to Jewish/Israeli schools. I cover my head with either a hat, headband or tichel whenever I’m out of the house. I try to dress modestly as often as possible. I even nag and guilt really, really well! Seriously. Just ask The Dad! Even my Hebrew name’s initials are N.A.G.!!!!!
So what am I missing?
I can read it, follow along and daven (pray) in Shul, have a very basic conversation and sing along with the kids’ CDs, but I have basically no idea what I’m saying. At 2, GreenBean understands a thousand times better than I think I ever will. Sweet Savta Raba (The Dad‘s grandmother) speaks very little English these days and it breaks my heart to stare at her blankly while she tries to communicate with me.
To that end, I have made it my mission in life to learn Hebrew. I want to speak it, read it, communicate with my children and sing it, but, more importantly, understand it. I’ve ordered the educational books and CDs, I’m listening to the kids CDs pretty well all day at this point and YouTube, Pinterest and I are now buddies in this language learning venture. I also looked into the Israeli Network with Rogers, but $14.95CAD/mth seemed a bit much and, frankly, not at all in the budget. Do you know how many kippot I can buy with that money?!
Wish me luck. I fear I’ll go crazy in the process of trying to teach my 32 year old brain a new language, but it’ll be worth it. I think. I hope. I know. I pray.
!אני חושבת! אני מקווה! אני יודעת! אני מתפלל