Shabbat Shalom!
Today we read two
portions of the Torah, which bring to an end the book of Leviticus. The first one, Behar, contains a number of
commandments. The second one,
Bechukotai, talks about the consequences for Israel if they follow those
commandments, or if they don’t. What’s
interesting to me is that many of the commandments described in Behar are in
the singular. When it says “Do not wrong
one another,” it’s talking to a single person, not to the whole nation. But when the blessings and curses are given,
they are given to everyone.
What’s the lesson
here? The Torah is teaching us that the
things we do make a difference for everyone else.
It reminds me of
a story I heard on the news a little while ago.
There was a guy at McDonalds, and he told the cashier that he wanted to
pay for the person behind him. And then,
the person behind him said he would pay for the person behind him. And this went on for about 50 people. Until someone stopped it.
Every person in
that line had to decide by himself to continue to pay for the person behind
him. Everyone made a difference.
I’ve done something like that, at an amusement park when I
was about to leave and had extra prize tickets and gave them to strangers.
One person can make a real difference. So none of us should ever be afraid to stand
out from the crowd and do some good.
As you might have guessed, I’ve never been afraid to strand
out. I’m about a head and a half taller
than anyone else in my class. People
just don’t believe I’m in seventh grade.
For that matter, they also don’t believe I’m Jewish! So I’ve learned to be very proud of being
different, and proud of who I am.
I’ve had great role models who have taught me how important
it is to make a difference. Probably the
one who has influenced me most is my grandfather.
Grandpa taught African American studies at Westhill before
Mom and Dad ever knew each other, much less before Alexa and I came along!
By teaching that subject, Grandpa was leading new
generations on the path to acceptance by teaching students about the
contributions made by African Americans.
Grandpa decided to join the military even though there
weren't (and still aren't) a lot of Jews.
For him it was simply a matter of doing his civic duty. He had a big influence on my dad, who
followed him into the military.
From the time he was teaching classes at Westhill in the
1970s, Grandpa lay a foundation for
Alexa and me to be accepted in the community, even though he had no way of
knowing that at the time.
Grandpa has also been by my side almost from the moment of
my birth to today, three days after my 13th birthday, pulling,
pushing, guiding and teaching me on my path to becoming a Bar Mitzvah, and more
importantly, how to be a Jewish man.
Grandpa is on my side
no matter what . . . he definitely tells me what I'm doing wrong, whether on
the mound, at the plate, or going over my Torah portion, but his patience with
me (as well as "let's go over that one more time”) is what's helped me to stand
before you today.
Because of my size, I have to be a role model to many of my
classmates and teammates. I may not always succeed, but I do try
(sometimes). On the basketball court, it's easy for me to see the entire
court because, yeah, I'm a "little" taller than most of my teammates
and the competition, so I can see who's open and who's got a good shot at the
basket. On the baseball field, I like being shortstop since it's up to me
(and the coaches) to direct the play, let my teammates know how many outs there
are, where the play should be made, etc.
On the field, when we're losing even though we've
played a good ballgame, I try to encourage my teammates (especially the
rookies) to keep their heads in the game and to keep fighting. We may
lose but we should still put up a fight.
Not necessarily easy being a chocolate Jew but with my
family in front, beside and behind, I know that I can make it work. And if I can set an example of being kind,
caring and devoted to helping others, it can make a difference, not just for me
or my family, but for the world.
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