Today started the same as every Thursday, woke the kids to start school. Made my coffee and realised the milk isn’t very cold… oops…. the fridge isn’t working. Had to start taking everything out of the fridge and move it to my extra fridge, which is located in the garage. What a hassle! Even before I drank my coffee…
Then I started cooking… paused for helping out my daughter to make a PowerPoint slide deck on Green Sea Turtles and the global warming, kept cooking… stopped again to help making another PowerPoint slide deck about Ancient China Hinduism, back to cooking… ate Lunch. Helped answering English questions about a Narnia book.
Hmmm….. And I thought I finished school years ago….
Then we started to make dinner that took hours, because we made pasta from scratch. First time ever! And I can promise you it won’t happen again. I used muscles that I didn’t know existed. I will be so sore tomorrow…
I woke up very tired . So I decided to stay in bed after I made sure the kids woke up to school.
Started the morning watching some familiar fallen soldiers’ stories, most of them I know but it’s always so touching to listen to it again, it never leaves my eyes dry…
Then I had to help with some school activities, paused to keep some progress on the jigsaw puzzle and since I knew it’s Yom Haatzmaut I decided to get ready for an Israeli dinner after the transition ceremony from Yom Hazikaron (memorial day) to Yom Haatzmaut (independence day).
And I was super creative with the dessert…
Then the kids explained my parents how to play skribble.io, although it took them a long time to get into the game and start playing… but they made it! Skribble.io is an online drawing game: someone draws something and the other players need to guess what it is. They played together for a few hours. It was fun! Both sides enjoyed it.
Ooops…. There wasn’t time for art today. Tomorrow is already Wednesday… I cannot believe it!
This morning the air was really freezing. I really didn’t feel like going out of bed but, since I had to wake up the kids for another school day, I got up and, got dressed, put on a warm jumper and turned on the kettle.
Had my little coffee in quiet. Then woke up the kids again, and once they were in front of their screen – remote learning – I went out for shopping.
It was early so I did it quickly. I was so happy to get some fruit and veggies, and in general – see the world.
Came back home and made 15L minestrone soup for those cold days… Then the sun came out and I was sitting, enjoying and appreciating nature around me.
After school finished we started a beautiful painting that we’ll finish tomorrow… looking forward to it!
Friday was just a normal school-distance-learning day. Spoke to our family overseas… the usual. After that we Decided to make a cake and microwaved panckackes literally last minute before Shabbat. Crumble cheese cake. It’s just The best.
On Shabbat morning we licked our fingers after eating the cake… Started off with a ping pong game until everyone else woke up. Then the kids and hubby started a new project: building the Lego, while I started the 3000pcs jigsaw puzzle. A bit of reading and another rally of table tennis.
Today was just another Thursday… full of chores: folding the laundry, cleaning the house, cooking… the usual.
Then we wanted to make Challahs, I thought of 1 kg… but my daughter insisted on 2 kg. Oh well, I couldn’t resist.
Her Challahs are The Best.
She’s got a secret ingredient in the Challah that you cannot stop eating it until it’s over.
Want to know the secret? OK, but, please don’t tell… It’s chocolate. Yes, chocolate inside the dough. OMG this is just delicious. So because we had 2kg, we did hafrashat challah as well, It was a proud-Jew moment.
Then when Challahs were out of the oven, we were unable to wait until Shabbat so we took a few bites. So yum!
My Saba Israel Mondry z”l survived the horrors of Hitler and the Nazis. He was 14 when the war started. His chassidic family was very big. He had brothers, sisters and grandparents. These are their names: Abraham-Saul, Sarah, Trivia, Leah, Berish, Mordechai, Rachel, Esther.
He was smuggled and sent to work in the kitchen, that’s how he survived… He never saw his family again. After the war, he came to Israel, then he found out his sister, who apparently survived as well and lived in USA.
I started the day looking at some name lists from Ghetto Lodz and locations, hoping to find more than what we have (which is this one photo below).
Now I can tell you that it all started when I was 17. Yes, years ago. When I wanted to go on March of the Living, and I shared the fact with my Saba. He was furious. How can I step on that horrific soil? I might step on his family’s blood. You can understand he refused. I gave it a year. In that year he opened up and told us his story of those times of war. We managed to videotape it, which is so good, before shortly after that he got sick and passed away.
A year later I went on March of the Living and it changed me forever. When you see everything behind glass in Auschwitz, you understand how bad it was. And the Ash Mountain… just breaks you to pieces. Then you go to Treblinka and see the amounts of stones that symbolise the communities that were vanished, but when you enter Meidanek and see the piles of shoes… and smell the leather… It hits you back: the sheer amount of people who died there….