"She’s a very sweet kid.” But our family isn’t used to this. We didn’t have any warning, and the children were frightened
“Rikki Morgenfeld, you are so unbelievably organized, it’s embarrassing.”
Dina, my colleague and close friend, closed the binder and sat back in her chair. We were going through the material I’d prepared for the classes I’d be missing over the next few days. My husband’s youngest brother was getting married, and the kallah lived out of town.
“Tell me you don’t do this every week when you prepare your classes?”
“Nah.” I waved a hand, and the top few papers from a stack of photocopied sheets fluttered to the floor. “Whoops! Anyway, no, this is in honor of the occasion. I’m taking a full week off, and Mrs. Berger wasn’t so pleased. She wanted me to find substitutes for every single class, from within the staff, so the girls wouldn’t lose out on valuable learning time… you know how it goes. Thanks for taking my parshah classes, by the way.”
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