The median age of the other attendees was probably about 40, I decided. But no matter. I wanted to come back
MYfirst class in Jewish thought was electric.
“These things happened: ‘Because you did not serve Hashem with happiness.’ ”
The lecturer’s voice was soft and gentle as he quoted the words of the Torah, but his words were utterly powerful. Never before had I been so blown away by a class.
“Take me with you again,” I told my brother Yosef after the class had ended and I’d finished shyly surveying the other participants. The median age of the other attendees was probably about 40, I decided. But no matter. I wanted to come back.
“Are you sure?” Yosef asked me. “I’m sure you noticed that you were the youngest person in the room.”
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