Total greatness doesn’t tolerate a discrepancy between public persona and private reality
ITwas a crisp Chanukah evening, and the large crowd of 20-to- 30-somethings gathered on the Tel Aviv rooftop were celebrating in style: mixologist cocktails in hand, fresh Moroccan sfenj between teeth, and live music wafting overhead.
As hosts of the kiruv event, my wife and I circulated among the guests, greeting old friends and newcomers drawn to the organization’s premier winter social.
Half an hour into the evening, it was clearly a success. Under the influence of the Chanukah cheer, people were having a good time, and their faces showed it.
All, it seemed, except Revital.
Born in Ramat Gan to a traditional family of Sephardic heritage, Revital (not her real name) was both more knowledgeable and more committed than the average participant at our shiurim and programs.
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