There’s no emunah like that of a young child learning in cheder
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hen I merited to bask in the rays of kedushah of the Chofetz Chaim, ztz”l, I witnessed something interesting. The Chofetz Chaim was learning this pasuk, but as he explained it to himself, he used the teitch used by young cheder boys, saying, “When we come — ven eyr kumt, to the land — tzu das land.” He continued in Yiddish, “You think that you are coming by yourself, but really I, Hashem, am bringing you there.”
He continued for a few more pesukim, explaining them in simple words, like a little boy sitting before his rebbi. (Rav Shimon Schwab, Maayan Bais Hashoavah)
When I was living in Yerushalayim and teaching in seminary, a friend asked me to substitute in her gan on my morning off. I agreed, glad to do such an easy favor. Within 20 minutes though, I knew for a fact that this was not my calling in life.
One girl didn’t stop crying for her mommy. Another little boy had a dirty diaper, and still another was zipping around the room on a tricycle, mowing over any obstacle in his way.
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