“Ladies and Gentleman, children of all ages— it is my pleasure to welcome you tonight to the circus!”
“You’re gonna be my chavrusa, Seffie, right?” I turned to the desk behind me and tried to snag Yosef Shwartz — one of the best learners in my class, as my vacation chavrusa.
“Huh?” Seffie looked away from rebbi and looked at me. I also noticed Rebbi giving me a look. I have this little problem — I sometimes interrupt people.
“I asked,” I repeated, turning to Seffie again, now that Rebbi had stopped talking, “if you could be my chavrusa over Pesach vacation?”
“Sure. I’d love to. If you could just tell me which material the quiz is going to be on,” Seffie said with a note of irritation in his voice. “Someone was talking to me when Rebbi said what it would be.”
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