GREAT READS → GUESTS OF HONOR Issue 878 · September 16, 2021

The Real Deal 

I would have been incredibly touched by her understanding… had I not felt thoroughly misunderstood

The Real Deal 

 

I’m fairly certain those were my first thoughts when Malka, the head coordinator of JEP, reached out to me. We shared family friends, and she knew of me; now she wanted to know if I’d be interested in organizing the weekly study sessions.

It would be my responsibility to match up the high-school-aged tutors with the secular students coming to the program. I’d be doing follow-up, ensuring the pairs were working out to everyone’s satisfaction. I’d be required to take attendance each week, work out any last-minute hitches, and circle between pairs on the ground.

For a responsible 15-year-old, the tasks seemed more than manageable.

It was the kiruv part of it that had me hesitant, skeptical if I was the right one for the job.

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