The Bittersweet 3rd Day of Tammuz
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Like, I totally know what you're thinking. You're wondering what in the world kind of necklace I'm wearing. Well, I'm wondering the same thing. It's the midlife crisis, I tell you! I'm turning into a Charedi Gangsta. I'm gonna change my name to R-Kelly. Except kids really used to call me that in Junior High. Or was it High School? I can't remember. It's all a blur. But so is yesterday.

Isn't R-Kelly no longer with us? Don't you love how I said that so PC? I'm working on my tact and sensitivity. Don't want to offend anyone, you know. No one likes offensive chain-wearing, nagging old gangstas in a midlife crisis.

Speaking of crises, say hello to my little friend. He doesn't have a name yet, because I'm totally getting rid of him tomorrow, but in the meantime, I'll call him Lil' Chick. I would prefer to call him Lil' Black Chick, but some people might get offended. I don't know why, because he is black, and he's a chick. I just realized how funny that sounds. He's a chick. Must be a Liberal. If I called myself Big White Chick, would anyone get offended? Probably not anyone besides myself. 

So here's how LBC came into my life. Earlier today, my son called me from school asking me if he could bring home a chick that his Rabbi just gave him. I was like, "You ain't bringin' no chicks into my house, young man." He insisted and didn't back down, because he knows his mama's got a loud and nasty bark, but her bite resembles something like her grandma's dentures sitting in a cup of water overnight. 

CAN ANYBODY PLEASE TELL ME WHY IN THE WORLD A KID'S RABBI IS GIVING OUT BABY CHICKENS??????

I mean, what am I supposed to do with it? I don't live on a farm! A jungle, yes, but not a farm. Where is the chick supposed to walk? Where am I supposed to put him when I'm not home? Should I take him to Zumba with me? Do you think the music will be too loud? What am I supposed to DOOOOOO????

But, wait! I didn't even tell you the worst part. This chick is so smart, he figured out in about two seconds what a friar (sucker) I am. My son made a makeshift cage for him, and he didn't like it, so he started chirping so loud, I could swear he was screaming at me. So I took him out and held him close to me, and in no time he calmed down. So I put him back and whaddayaknow. Crying/screaming again. So I picked him back up.

Yeah, the chick won. I gave up. I ended up doing almost everything one-handed. See that picture up there? That's how I held LBC as I served the kids dinner, yelled at them to change their clothes, brush their teeth, and get in bed. I even broke up a few fights with one hand. When I absolutely had to use two hands, like to deal with the laundry, I put chicky in my lap close to my belly and actually leaned over him a bit, so my stomach would kind of smush him. He loved it so much, he fell asleep! And I got serious lower back pains from that.

I finally got him to go to sleep for the night by wrapping him cozily in a kitchen towel. Oh, I forgot to mention that I washed him the minute they brought him home. 

Do any of you in Israel want him? Any of you have a big backyard and lots of breadcrumbs? 

What's the point of all of this? Well, I have no idea! But here are two things I realized from this bizarre experience:

1) when Hashem wants you to have something, you'll get it, no matter how much you do or don't do to get it*

2) these days, things happen so suddenly, it's a little scary

3) I shouldn't write posts after 10:00 at night

*This doesn't mean that you shouldn't put forth your maximum effort if you want something! No loophole here for you lazy people out there!

So that's that. I hope I can get a decent night's sleep without worrying too much about whether I'll hear Lil' Chicky crying for me to hold him in the middle of the night. Because I just might do that. I would actually bring him to bed with me and cuddle him. I'm crazy like that.

~Racheli

Oh, and very important! Today is the yarzheit of two great Gedolim, The Lubavitcher Rebbe and Rav Yehoshua Neuwirth. Scroll down to read Rav Brody's post about them, and don't forget to light a candle!

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Tzippy

Omg! I bet you thought you had a few years left until you were yelling at your son not to bring a chick home -

I can only imagine what it sounds like when you tell people "my sons black chick is living with us..."

Fair warning: if the chick comes to zumba - I am pretending like I don't know you..

racheli

Don't worry, Tzippy, I can be plenty embarrassing in other ways!! ;))

Mir

True dat! Bring the chick! We don't have any other bcs in the class - just wannabes like me!

racheli

Mir, you and me both! ;)

yisroel

Hi Racheli,
there was a rabbi here at cheder Menachem in los angeles who gave out baby chicks to the cheder boys. suppose to teach youngsters how to care for Hashems precious creations.
i really enjoy your posts!
yisroel weiss

racheli

Thanks so much, Yisroel!! I was actually caught off-guard when you wrote that you enjoy my posts - I was expecting something very different! lol That's so cute that another rabbi does this, but do the moms appreciate it? What do they do with them? I've got this chick sitting on my shoulder all day long.

yisroel

Hi Racheli
the moms actually send the chics back to the Rabbi... (:
you have a great talent for writing. keep it up!

racheli

Yisroel, keep tabs on the Beams for my post on Tuesday. I'll update you on the black chick saga. Thanks so much for writing in! Please keep in touch!

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