The boys gasped in horror as the stone flew straight between the arms of two soldiers and slammed against the head of the king!
Young Naftali was always a bit different than his peers. He was noticeably brighter and sharper, and he possessed a tremendous creativity that sometimes landed him in trouble. His eyes seemed to sparkle with excitement as he talked, and all who were privileged to be in his presence sensed this was someone who would one day become great. This assumption was correct. Reb Naftali would one day be the Rav of Posen, a master kabbalist and author of several works on the Torah, including several beautiful piyutim.
But kids will be kids.
And Reb Naftali was also once a young child. A child who did a terribly dangerous thing.
But let’s start from the beginning, shall we?
As most stories start, it was a nice sunny day, and the youngsters were out and about, frolicking in the sunshine and enjoying the fresh breeze.
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