As Shabbos is approaching my husband listens to his phone messages.
“They’re coming” he says.
“Who?”
“The Birthright students I pulled out of a left-wing Arab rally near Chevron last week.”
“Boys or girls?”
“Both.”
Oh no. I never mind boys because I just serve and clean and my husband does all the talking but what am I going to say to this group of girls when I’m feeling so tired? “You too can clean and cook and wear your scarf crooked”? I keep praying I’ll say the right things and have the right answers.
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