The numbers tattooed onto his left arm — engravings of the murders at Auschwitz — were still there. Slowly, the Rav wrapped the holy straps around them,The Moment: Living Higher,The numbers tattooed onto his left arm — engravings of the murders at Auschwitz — were still there. Slowly, the Rav wrapped the holy straps around them
When the school secretary at Far Rockaway’s Yeshiva Darchei Torah called the student’s mother it wasn’t because his head was hurting or he’d forgotten lunch. His pants had torn and the boy was sitting in class in an uncomfortable position embarrassed at the possibility of the hole being noticed. The distraught mother was unable to leave work so the secretary reached the father who said he would leave work and go home to find a new pair of pants.
When the father was leaving Darchei later that morning he met Rabbi Avrohom Bender vice-principal of the elementary school. He shared what had happened to his son relating that as a child he’d also had a similar humiliating experience.
Later that day Rabbi Bender was spotted at Suit Central a local clothing store buying two pairs of pants in every single size. This way if a boy ever rips his pants he won’t have to feel shame even for a moment.
Because there’s no price tag on the pride of a Jewish child.
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