Posted on January 9, 2011 by Shibley
Quick story. Last week I boarded the bus bound for the shuk. I was startled to find that the cost of a cartisia (multi-ride bus ticket) had increased since my last purpose. While discussing this with the driver, all of the Hebrew that I have accumulated vanished from my brain, leaving me stumbling for words, and sounding like a small child.
I learned this week, that the story I mentioned in my last post is quite famous. In fact, it is featured in a collection of t’shuvot (halakhic answers to specific questions), whose name I do not recall, that emerged out of the destruction of the Shoah.