Once upon a time, a long time ago…
I’d wake up in the morning and rouse my crew.
The morning routine always included…
A lost shoe for a child feeling blue
A child in need of a polka dotted sweater
With a striped skirt, because “it’s better”
And a seven-year-old insisting seven a.m.’s the time to head to cheder
But somehow throughout the tantrums, the spills and the mess
I’d place one hand on my hip, one leg before the other,
And spread my lips in an ear to ear grin
There was a method to my calm,
A reason for my tranquility
A quick look at the clock
And I’d instantly feel serenity
In just another moment, or in four
I’d sit down to a cup of tea
And give praise to the Holy one Blessed be He
Oh, thank you Hashem for my family, so sweet
There is surely none other like them
How adorable they are all lined up out there on the street…
And then one day things changed.
A sneeze in China effected and effected
Corona made it to the West, totally unexpected
Past India, and Iran, Past Italy and Spain
The world in panic, totally unplanned
A pandemic in the twenty-first century?
Whoever heard of something so unparliamentary?
As panic reaped its just rewards
Homes became asylums of sorts
My window, that home to possibilities galore
Now displays the silence of the outdoor
While indoors instead…
A meltdown, a fight, an uncomplimentary name
And where, oh where is that sought-after game?
Hashem, I close my eyes, where is my serenity?
The shelter I seek?
The knowledge that all is really not so bleak?
A moment passes
Silence abounds. All is quiet. Phew.
I open my eyes and take them all in.
My children are gathered around, saying tehillim.
Lechol Rofei Yisroel.
Their voices so sweet. So precious and pure.
No school, no cheder, no pre-1a, and no preschool
I’m their Morah, their teacher, and Rebbi too
It is from me and my spouse whom they’re taking their cue
The walls of our home are busy absorbing
Serenity, serenity… you’re not out there lurking
You’re right here in my home, so very clearly permeating.
Jewish Mothers around the world, please take a few moments to take pride in your job, in your hard work to raise a generation of frum yidden. Times aren’t easy, and a bit of pride and gratification in the job that we’re all doing (before corona, and certainly during corona) will carry us a long way.
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