Overheard in Camp 2011 #1

July 4, 2011

Well, I have a list of about half a dozen posts I wanted to write related to my final weeks in Israel, and my very complicated feelings about leaving to come back to my other homeland. But before I got around to writing any of them, I was back here and immersed in my much-more-than-full-time job as Head of Drama at a Jewish summer camp not far from New York City. So, instead of blogging about all the things I’m sad to leave behind in Israel, or all the the things I’m excited to be coming back to in the U.S., or all the things I’m happy to be leaving behind in Israel or all the things I’m nervous about coming back to in the U.S., or about my recent adventures with the bureaucracy of the Israeli Rabbinate, I’ll just relate a brief dialogue between me and the six-year-old son of another staff member here.

6-year-old: You’re lucky you have a beard and a mustache.

Me: Why am I luck I have a beard and a mustache?

6-year-old: Because you don’t have to wipe your face after you eat.

If only.

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