He desperately wanted his father’s approval, and the acceptance he needed and the smartphone he’d bought could not coexist
“I didn’t want to go behind his back, but when I try to explain, it’s like he doesn’t hear me.”
The young man sitting on the other side of my desk sounded more miserable than angry.
“My rebbi agreed that getting a smartphone is the right decision for me now, but my father… let’s just say he wouldn’t approve.”
Meir had struggled to fit into the yeshivah system his whole life, and now, at 22, he’d found his place. He was in a laid-back yeshivah where the guys work hard to sit through seder, go to the gym to let off steam, and watch basketball after night seder three times a week.
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