Tuesday, December 06, 2005
ten days until i get on that plane for the holy land. here's a photo of me last year in israel. at this moment i am still enjoying my paper writing and finals prep. i am not looking forward to a 12 hour flight. i am looking forward to my first cucumber. ring ring ring ring ring......melaphaphon!!!
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
i am overwhelmed. i have 2 papers, 2 finals, 5 hebrew school classes to teach, 5 lesson plans to write for when i'm away, princess pasuk debut at the 92nd st y, plus going to regular classes, eating, sleeping...oh yeah and leading KZ this Fri. i forsee two saturday nights IN and many chinese takeout evenings with NS. so far so good. must pace self. the new plan is to finish both papers by monday; this way i can study for the finals for the rest of the time.
did i mention i leave for israel dec. 15?
Saturday, November 26, 2005
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
-woke up 10 min before my alarm (8:50am)
-checked email immediately; made plans to see cousin tomorrow, friend from israel on friday, still indecisive about shabbat [okay it's tuesday that's allowed]
-emailed friend in israel
-watched 20 min of dawson's creek
-read essay on eruvin; glanced at the daf i'm supposed to read for wed
-packed my backpack for the day: apple, harry potter, jps tanach, notebook for biblical archeology class
-checked the weather 5 times
-said hi to mom on IM
-emailed boss about cinderella dress needing more sparkles for parsha princess [more on this later!]
okay time to run to class...
Monday, November 07, 2005
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
For example, the first line that claims “Because we are your people and you are our king” was written at a time when the Jewish people likely had a contemporary understanding of kingship. Even if we had to struggle between the king of our nation and God, our true king, we nevertheless had regular reminders of how one should relate to a king – bow in his presence, be obedient to his laws, et cetera.
However, looking at this metaphor in modern times, I do not think it is that difficult for us to view God as our king; in fact, perhaps the fact that none of us live under the rule of an earthly king makes it easier for us to regard our God as the one and only true king.
Another metaphor in this song is when we say: “Because we are your sheep and you are our shepherd.” Again, even though most of us have never experienced life as a shepherd, we understand the general idea of the metaphor; God looks after us just like a shepherd looks after sheep.
It was not until a few years ago that I came to understand this metaphor even more deeply. A friend of mine, Sam Apple, recently wrote a book, “Shlepping Through the Alps” based on his travels with a shepherd:
If you’re traveling the Alps with a Yiddish folksinger who also happens to be the last wandering shepherd in Austria and he assigns you the task of walking behind his flock of 625 sheep, you’ll discover that the little lambs sometimes tire out and plop down for naps. Since your job is to make sure no sheep is left behind, you’ll approach the sleeping lambs, your shepherd’s stick firm in your right fist, and shout, “Hop! Hop!” You’ll have learned to make this noise, which rhymes with “nope,” from observing the shepherd and his sons. On occasion, when a lamb is in a deep sleep and not responding, you’ll look around quickly to see whether the coast is clear. If the shepherd is far ahead or busy singing Yiddish ditties to himself, you’ll kneel down next to the sleeping lamb and say, “Come on, little cutie. Time to move on.” Then you’ll attempt to give the lamb a quick pat on the head. Usually the lamb will wake up before you touch it and scurry ahead in search of its mother. When this happens, you’ll let out several angry hop hops, as though you’re completely in charge.
Suddenly, you’ll reach a narrow passage and find you’ve drifted too far ahead and are now stuck in the middle of 625 tightly packed sheep. You’ll realize that the sheep, for all their virtues, don’t have much regard for human shins or feet. They’ll bump their woolly sides against you from every angle until you almost lose your balance. You’ll try to clear some space with your stick, but it will be no use. The sheep will treat you like the novice you are. Then, just as you’re regaining your bearings, a mangy gray sheepdog will race by and bark its angry orders. Your heart will skip a beat, and you’ll hurry ahead as fast as the others. If only for that one fleeting moment, you will understand the hardships of life in the flock.
… eventually your eyes will wander downward, and then all you’ll see is manure. Sheep droppings, you’ll come to appreciate, are formless, unaesthetic; droppings that, if not for the smell, could pass for mud. Next to the charming pebbles of goats or the healthy round cakes of cattle, the mushy green-brown splotches sheep leave behind can only disappoint. Still, you’ll keep staring at it because it’ll be everywhere, a parade of digested grass and Alpine flowers. You’ll see one sheep’s droppings stacked upon another’s. You’ll see globs of dried dung clinging like black icicles to the wool of sheep tails. You’ll get to know the droppings so well that, for the first time in your life, manure will seem harmless. You’ll walk through it as though you’ve been walking through it for years. You’ll stab at it with your shepherd’s stick for sport.
Apple’s book goes on to tell many stories about the shepherd and his sheep. While getting to know the life of shepherd made me connect better to the metaphor of God as our shepherd, nothing to me was more meaningful that this opening passage that I just read. Not only does God as shepherd show us that God cares for us, but God is so close to us that after walking through all of our wasteful, negative, or hurtful actions, God remains by our side in full dedication to each of us – one flock wandering this earth.
The other significant part of the metaphors of “Ki Anu Amecha” is its parallelisms; each “Ki anu” phrase, “ki” which means “because,” is followed with a “V’atah” phrase, meaning “and you are.” While other texts read simply, “God is my shepherd,” this song contains a “Ki” section – because we are your flock. It is not enough to say that God is our shepherd; it is a much stronger statement to also support this idea with “ki”, because – we, the Jewish people, we are one people, a flock in God’s keeping.
Why is this ki phrase so important? How does it extend the metaphor for us?
Harvard University social psychologist Ellen Langer writes about what she calls “mindful attention,” explaining the drawbacks of learning a skill to the point of doing it without thinking. She identifies examples of tasks where performance becomes inadequate when one only relies on past learning rather than from individually evaluating the current situation. When a task is rotely over-learned, it is more difficult for the learner to make adjustments when circumstances change, and thus his or her initial knowledge becomes less meaningful and less useful.
Even though Langer is writing in the context of education, her theory is also relevant to our understanding of connecting to God through metaphors. Simply having the prayer book display a metaphor, such as “God is my shepherd” is not always enough for us. The “ki” phrase, the section that tells us because, is the next step in our understanding, as well as meaning-making.
In 1978, Langer attempted to do an experiment with this word “ki,” “because.”
Standing in a line in the university library where others were waiting to use the copy machine, Langer posed three different questions to those in front of her.
1. "Excuse me, I have five pages. May I use the Xerox machine because I am in a rush?”
2. "Excuse me, I have five pages. May I use the Xerox machine?”
3. "Excuse me, I have five pages. May I use the Xerox machine because I have to make these copies?”
Only in requests 1 and 3 was the word “because” used. Langer explained that 94% complied with the first request because there was some reason provided and introduced with "because". To the second request 60% complied without any reason being given. In the third case, where "because" was also used but reason of substance was offered, just a "because" clause, 93% still complied.
The addition of the word “because,” even in the case of #3 in which the person stated the obvious action, “because I have to make these copies,” merited compliance more often than in its absence. While I am not suggesting that we all go out to manipulate people with this newfound data, I would like to encourage everyone to use this word, “ki,” because, to maneuver our individual actions.
As we go into the New Year, let us examine ourselves carefully. Are we acting by rote, or our actions connected to the world around us? How often do we think through our actions? From choosing our words to choosing which companies to support, we have the opportunity to insert a “ki” phrase, to say “because” about everything we do.
On this Yom Kippur, we stand before God not just as servants of a King, but together by saying “Ki” – because we are Your people, Your children, Your flock. May God hear our prayers because they are full of sincerity. By taking our actions mindfully, we do justice to the things we are resolving to do in the new year.
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
i also think it's kind of fun to see what google's automator thinks it should be advertising on my site. clearly there is some sort of search function that picks out key words and chooses what to put up there.
i guess if it doesn't change that often or if i never end up making money i'll just get rid of it. however, i've had 5 hits in the past two days; maybe it has a chance!
so i took my vegetarian soul to "soul vegetarian", a local vegan restaurant run by Black Hebrews. they had music that was in Hebrew and English; and they keep Jewish hoildays! (but only according to the Bible; not the Talmud) quite an interesting group. in any case, the food was fabulous! i had a plate that had a taste of a variety of things, including green beans, rice, tofu stir fry and a seitan stew. we also had fried breaded cauliflower that tasted stragely like fried clams (yes i ate fried clams in childhood).
those of you who know me well know that i eat meat occasionally, but really think i should be vegetarian (actually vegan!)- thus, vegetarian soul!
to the left here is one of the latest lizards. just on the wall inside the house!
Sunday, October 09, 2005
it's chandler's warf! a small shopping center/office park by the water.
taught four kids in the usually parent run 'sunday school' this morning. we looked at the book of jonah, sang 'bo-bo-bo-boker tov," and ate honey rolls.
was supposed to go sailing and snorkeling today but the storm won. the boat of the woman who was supposed to take us out was full of water and had a dead battery as a result of yesterday evening's storm.
yesterday i lead a small discussion (okay it was me and one guy) on rav kook's fourfold song.
this afternoon i read more harry potter (100 pages left!), took a long nap, and munched on some nachos. i'm now enjoying a cool breeze on the porch (i'm wearing pants!) and trying to motivate for my talmud homework which i'll need to email in tomorrow afternoon.
tomorrow we'll try again for sailing and perhaps hiking. this of course, all weather permitting.
Friday, October 07, 2005
Thursday, October 06, 2005
There is a story told of a man who gave his son a gift of a white cloak. Before the son left to live in a far away land, the king instructed his son on how to properly care for it. The king made sure to explain that a cloak of such delicate material would need to be washed regularly in order to not accumulate stains. The son listened carefully to the king’s advice, and set off for his new life in a small, distant town.
In the first few weeks, the son took the King’s advice to heart; taking special care of the cloak, washing it regularly and with great care. However, the son eventually became tired of the ritual, washing the cloak less and less often, until he rarely bothered to wash it at all.
One day, it was announced that the king would be coming to visit the small town. As soon as the son heard the news, he immediately ran to see if he could make his cloak appear presentable for his father. At first glance, the task appeared hopeless. How long had it been since he’d washed it? He thought. It was too long to remember.
The son took a large barrel of water and dunked his cloak inside, hoping for the best. While a few stains remained, he was still able to clean off a significant amount of dirt from his cloak. What should he do? Wear the slightly stained cloak and hope for his father’s compassion? Or wear no cloak, risking his father’s disappointment?
Finally the son had an idea. He decided he would wear the cloak for his father, but bring with him the dirty water as proof of his final cleaning attempt.
The son braved the crowds at the center of town, finally moving his way up in order to greet his father. But his father did not recognize him at first glance. “Father, father!” the son called. A look of disgust and disappointment came over the king. “How could you be my son? I was sure to expect my son to be wearing a beautiful white cloak; not to be draped in dirty rags!” Mustering up the courage to speak, the son stepped forward. “Father,” he said. “I am sorry to say that I did not take as good care of this cloak as I could have over the past year. However, you must believe me that in anticipation of your visit, I have gone to great lengths to get as clean as it is today. To prove my dedication to cleansing this garment, I even saved the dirty water from this past week’s washing.”
The king looked at his son, then at the dirty water, then back at his son. Looking into his son’s eyes, he stretched out his arms to his son, embracing him with compassion and forgiveness.
Today begins the “yamim noraim”, the “Days of Awe;” the ten days of teshuva, or “repentance” from Rosh Hashanah to Yom Kippur.
Repentance is a challenging process. The more time we spend in reflection, often the more confused or even depressed we can feel about a year not lived to it’s fullest. The overwhelming task of raking over a year’s work of actions may seem too daunting to attempt. Yet just like the King’s son, we must awaken to the season and make our best attempt. God would not ask of us something that was not possible; part of this examination is each person’s individual assertion of what he or she is capable of; the path of teshuva will be different for each individual.
Teshuva, the Hebrew word for “repentance” comes from a root meaning “to return.” It is during this season that we return to the truth of our past actions, finding a way to be honest with ourselves, and renew our lives with the new year.
The Rabbis teach that during this season, we each approach God with a perfectly balanced scale. On one side are our good deeds from the past year, on the other our transgressions. Each person is equally half-guilty and half-innocent. We must imagine each of our deeds as one that has the potential to tip the scale in favor if him or herself. Even if a person is righteous all of her days, if she rebels at the last she loses the benefit of her early deeds. But even if a person was wicked all his days, if he does teshuva at his last, his wickedness is never remembered again against him. [kiddushin 40]
As Jews, though we are expected to make regular teshuva for our mistakes, these ten days both God and our community are watching closely at our actions. Even a decree against us can still be overturned at this point.
At this point you may ask: So how feasible is this teshuva work? And is it all so heavy and spiritual? Is there a practical side to it?
A midrash, or legend, about Abraham tells about the time that he recuperating after his (adult) circumcision. As he sat and spoke one on one with God in this very holy moment, Abraham noticed three nomads approaching over the hill. Without so much as an “excuse me” to God, Abraham jumped to his feet in order to welcome the nomads, offering them food and drink. From this story it at first appears that Abraham’s immediate instinct to offer hospitality to strangers shows a turning away or even a disrespect to God. However, at second glance we come to understand that the selfless act of helping others is in and of itself an even higher level of experiencing the divine.
We walk in Gods ways both in seeking forgiveness and having an open heart to forgive others. Especially during the days of awe, we must each rise to a level that allows us to forget the details, look beyond what created the problem to begin with, and strive to behold every individual from God’s perspective.
A pupil once asked his rabbi “How far is it from east to west?” He replied “Easy, just one turn.” What we think is most difficult is in fact already within us. The most important act is pivoting our bodies in a new direction.
As we enter the final ten days of awe, I would like to bless everyone with a three-fold strength: the strength to take the first step toward repentance, the strength to emunlate God’s compassion in forgiving others, and the strength to find God in the most basic selfless actions.
-read harry potter
-drank mango banana yogurt smoothie
-downloaded mellel, now necessary hebrew word processing program
-chatted with friends on IM
-went for a walk halfway to the beach (it's really hot in the sun! and there aren't really sidewalks...tomorrow we will drive to the beach)
-went for a swim
-rescued a grey gecko who jumped in the pool running away from moose (the dog) only to have moose (the dog) catch him and spit him out on the pavement (no he didn't survive)
-made delicious jack and goat cheese quesedilla
-drank many rounds of diet coke with fresh wedges of key lime and lemon
-worked on assignment for Biblical Hebrew Grammar [on the computer!]
still in store:
-dinner with host family (they are hoping to take me somewhere with local delights, probably fish!)
-possibly join JL for trivia night at a local bar
-talking to the dogs
-more harry potter #4
-no more diet coke! must sleep eventually!
-take some photos so everyone can be even more jealous of my mini-tropical vacation
there are THREE DOGS here at host family #1 during my visit to st. croix, VI.
moose: we call him "moo" or "moo moo." moose is very rowdy; likes to jump up and get mud on your shirt, but only if it's white or a nice one. he barks the most too. moose is allergic to somem local wild flowers so he spend a lot of time scratching himself. he's cute cause he follows me everywhere when i'm the only one home. today i took a swim here in the pool. after i did one length of the pool, just as i was reaching out to grab the edge and turn around, moose reached down and put his hand in my mouth! it freaked me out but i couldn't stop laughing. then i swam to the other end of the pool and he did it again! he thinks it's a game i am playing with him. even when i start out at one end and he is far away from the pool, he always manages to meet me at the other end with a huge lick.
zoe: zoe is older and bushier than moose. she doens't jump but she definitely likes to follow me around. she's here with me now on the porch licking herself. a few days ago i came home and took a nap. she wasn't so happy that i wouldn't allow her in my room. so she stationed herself up against the door and i had to push really hard to get out! i think this was her way of telling me she was mad at me.
cleo: i'm not sure exactly why i like cleo the best. probably cause she doesn't jump on me or lick me. she is small and furry and very old. she snores A LOT. i can hear her from across the house! tomorrow when we go to the beach with the dogs she won't come because she doesn't like going in the water. her favorite thing to do is chase peacocks! (which are wild here)
there's also a white cat. it's name is "knox" or something like that, but just like cw's cat, she goes by "kitty."
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Friday, August 12, 2005
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
here's my group at hang glider's view:
this is me on the pine knob overlook:
here is me bonding with a millipede:
Saturday, July 30, 2005
here i am in the shack with dt and bc cooking up a storm. fire fire!
tl and more fire, this time in an igul. it's pita time!
mb, dt, ta, and dl at the igul. smokin'!
Friday, July 29, 2005
Monday, July 25, 2005
sang a lot with people i like to sing with instead of 600 kids banging on tables. at one point the group boiled down to five women - two americans and three israelis. it was really intense; we just kept singing and singing; almost as if we were afraid something might happen to us if we were to stop. i don't think i've ever sang that much with just women. it was great! especially since between the five of us we knew so many of the same songs.
then on sunday the jts students had lunch with neshama carlebach, who taught us one of her favorite niggunim that her father wrote, "niggun neshama" (her name for it).
after shabbat she performed a concert for the whole camp. it was exciting to hear the songs all jazzed up and i think she is a great role model for the kids in camp, epecially the young teens.
okay, sleep time. more later!
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
tomorrow morning i leave on a two day bike trip. don't get too excited - i'm driving the truck with all the luggage, water, food, and of course, first aid equipment. basically i'm driving about 3 miles over 6 or 7 hours, plus a lunch break. i think the plan is to drive for five, rest for five, etc. driving behing 15 bikers has the potential to be quite dangerous. luckily there will be plenty of exotic weeds growing along the side of the road for me to pick and make into things. (thanks ms and ye)
had another gourmet meal last night with ab and a long overdue lunch with my uncle today. my plan is to remain inside until i head back to camp on the train later on. less movement=less sweat=less heat rash.
oh i almost forgot! i think i had the highlight of my summer, in camp that is. out of camp my highlight was definitely the three day camping trip, the highlight of that being shachrit and informal conversation. anyway, mon. night sb and i were sitting by the al hagova shack nigguning up a storm. ta joined in. then we added a drum. then two gesher (16 year old) campers joined in as well. it was so spontaneous and fabulous and right in the middle of everything. okay so it was in the middle of anything, but it was by the shack, it was unscheduled, and there were people who passed by. beyond having chances to be in the woods (which is, in my opninon, quite few), i crave more chances to sing. and though i love singing in a small group, i think the public jamming that went on mon. night, which reminds me of late nights at havurah, is something i want to make happen more often. not only is it something i enjoy, but i like the idea that it's participatory. and especially since we can't use instruments on shabbat, a weeknight jam may be just what this camp needs to bring peopole together in a new way. i guess we'll see if we can find other opportunities to, um, be spontaneous. sb says he's down.
okay i'm waiting for bz to join me in a movie on my couch. then it's to the train for me.
in closing, some photos from the past week. the first is a sunset, the second is me with some of the al hagova staff on the low ropes course. i am wearing long pants and sleeves to avoide the poison ivy that was surrounding us. luckily, i survived!
Sunday, July 17, 2005
i'm exhausted after staying up until 3am last night. (that's actually 4am real world time; we have 'camp time' here which is an hour earlier). what was i doing up so late?
well, a few things.
first, i wasn't tired. i really wasn't tired. usually on shabbat i nap between lunch and dinner; somewhere between 3pm and 6pm. the past few shabbats i have had programming to do at 5pm. this shabbat i learned parshat hashavua for 2 hours with sb and ls. we got up to the fourth aliyah which i think it a record. since i took dr. marcus's class last fall on numbers/bemidbar, i am super pscyhed to be in the midst of it. i have this academic knowledge about it, but i haven't looked deep into the text to see how it mirrors my life since last summer. [ah last summer. memories of eh and bz and others on the rooftop...]
anyway, since last night was "cafe aby" (a crazy staff evening program where everyone stuffs their face with quesedillas, root beer floats, mozzerella sticks and other junk...like greek salad with grape leaves!), i decided to take a nap from 5-7pm, thus skipping dinner. and what an amazing nap it was!
since my room (yes, i have a single room. this is what happens when you are 26 and work at a camp) has 3 huge windows that face the area where the little kids play and bring in a LOT OF SUN (yes i know you are all super jealous now), i need a very special set up when i take an afternoon nap.
after i turn on my ceiling fan (how cool is that?), i put in my ear plugs. then i curl up in bed and put a pillow over one of my ears. then the end of the pillow case falls over my eyes and i drift into blissful sleep. fabulous, no?
okay, back to sarah staying up late.
after helping some campers tidy up their bunk and filling up at cafe aby, i started to head out to check email. this was around 11pm. i ended up taking a detour to visit sb on shmirah outside b9. sb was avoiding working on an article for the camp newspaper. after complimenting me on my writing/blogging skills (smart people always compliment a person before asking them for a favor), i sat down for what turned out to be a 3.5 hour project.
okay well that's my anti-climatic ending to why so tired today. more rambing updates soon!
Friday, July 15, 2005
Here we are before the trip - so clean!
Here I am with Tamar doing our tvi impression: (That's the little deer symbol on Israeli postage stamps.)
Here I am at a beautiful overlook with Ayala and Ilana:
Sunday, July 10, 2005
this week i went on two caving trips and a 'scrambling' trip to a huge mountain with a waterfall. scrambling is like a cross between rock climbing and hiking. we actually hiked from new york into connecticut, into massachusetts, and back into new york. i told my campers they had to stop being yankees fans when they left new york. they didn't really listen to me.
here i am on the appalacian trail with a through hiker named "chair man:"
last but certainly not least...since june 19 i became an aunt! a week after that i had the pleasure of going to lexington for about 24 hours to meet rafael velvel and be there for his bris.
here are a few photos (see above link to his blog above for even more):
Sunday, May 29, 2005
Monday, May 23, 2005
day 1 of learning how to ride a bike. yes, you heard it here: sarah is
finally going to learn how to ride a bike at age 26. probably a good
idea since my supervisor hopes that i will be able to lead mountain
biking trips this summer. hehe. first JF replaced the gear cables and
the balloons inside the wheels. then my heroic roommate LW took me to
riverside park just before sundown for some lessons. i know soon i will
be able to do it. but right now - it's just really tough! i am a big
wimp and, i'll just say it, it hurts my crotch! i look forward to the
day that i can finally do it. i shall be patient, however. i think i
can do it.
Sunday, May 08, 2005
uh oh. who knew there was a guy named <<a
chandler<</a> A pastor in North Carolina said of him the following:
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congregation said Chandler told them during last year's presidential
campaign that anyone who planned to vote for Democratic nominee John
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Friday, May 06, 2005
just got this post on the koe email list:
Electronics Recycling Drive, St. John the Divine @ 112/113 & Amsterdam, Thurs. May 12, 3-8PM. Taking PCs, TVs, VCRs, fax machines, cell phones, pagers. NOT taking stereo equip., radios, cameras & small appliances. For more information, please call 212-865-9595.
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
5 megillot final in 9.5 hours or so. my final final!
excited for a big day - lunch with my bro, my favorite (ef), plus je and lw who are always fab to be with. did i just use the word fab?
then 5pm interview for camp ramah job as stated in earlier post. then dinner with cousin ag and maybe even bz, followed by concert in east village with cr!!
nyc is cool. always things to do. why was i ever thinking of leaving? it's all here really.
Monday, May 02, 2005
hopefully the fact that i scrubbed the floor on my hands and knees will keep me from waking up with a sore throat from all the dustiness.
AND I HAVE A WORKING PRINTER. it's only been about 10 months or so since i bothered to replace the cartridge. i am invincible! now i can do anything. i really think so.
now i just have to go through the 9 boxes and 3 shelves of random shit, throw stuff out, file stuff, put in binders...make some real decisions! oh yeah and probably give away some clothing. so hard! must stay strong. i can do it!!
must help bz think of clever blog title. minutes from crawling into super clean bed...
really what i need to do is get rid of some clothing. on the one hand, if there are things i haven't worn in over a year, i should get rid of them. on the other, many belong in a 'new york sarah' category - perhaps i will need them again one day should i end up in an office.
must sort. must mimimize. strive to be more like wc and ab. without curling hair...
Thursday, April 28, 2005
am excited to get up early to make some quinoa for pot luck lunch at 'the office'
will i go to brooklyn for a play? will i go to queens for matzoh lasagne? or will i go to the limmud meeting? i feel like chilling. taking it easy. deciding at the last minute. sarah is on the path to chillitude. thanks for the tip, ab.
my bed is calling me...
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
i only have one final left - 5 megillot & jonah, may 4 - and besides that just a few part time jobs over the next few weeks. i have a ton to do though ... apply for summer job (camp ramah in the berkshires), apply for fall job (probably Derekh Torah), a few more classes for west end synagogue, and a few small projects for Teva. oh yeah and there's also cleaning/organizing my room, finding a summer subletter, and finding a new roommate for aug. 1. now that is some serious business.
maybe if it doesn't rain on sun i will make it to the brooklyn botanic garden.
here's a highlight from tu bishvat photos:
Shirley and Liz!
aaron on the dij
yakir, chana, joe, sarah
(yes i know they are from jan 25 and that was 3 months ago)
for the rest, click here.
more photo links as they arrive!