It was one of those times when I wondered “What did I get myself into?”
I had agreed to speak atCampNageelawhere my daughter Shifra volunteers a place to help girls from “spiritually underprivileged” homes rediscover their Jewish heritage. The girls experience Shabbos and Yiddishkeit and every time I visit or come to speak I never cease to be inspired by both the campers and the staff. The campers grow in mitzvah observance and the staff grows by giving and inspiring. A real win-win.
However as Tisha B’Av and all the preparation that entails for me was approaching I questioned the wisdom of my decision to say yes yet again. It’s a 2.5-hour drive each way for a 45-minute talk. But I’d given my word so off my wife and I went to Woodbourne.
As usual I was not disappointed. The campers’ pure thirst for knowledge and their sincere desire to grow and become more committed never fails to inspire me and the dedication of the staff never fails to instill in me a sense of pride in our own frum kids who dedicate their time to others.
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