“His only redeeming quality is that he is as stubborn as an ox. He’ll never admit to failure”
A
young man named Mordechai lived on an island far, far away from the rest of the Jews in the world. He was an only child and his parents had placed great hopes in him, hopeful that he would become a great talmid chacham.
Their dreams were shattered on the fifth day of Mordechai’s first week at cheder. The rebbi didn’t mince words when he told them his assessment of their precious son.
“He doesn’t have the right head for learning. He stutters, is slow to understand even the most basic concepts, and can’t read like the other boys.”
“Is there any hope?” Mordechai’s father had asked.
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