Merry Christmas!
Woops, wrong speech!
Thank you all for coming. It means a lot that you all came so far to be
here with me.
My portion is Vayechi. In this portion, as Jacob’s life is coming to
an end, he’s getting his affairs in order.
One way he does that is to organize his
family’s matters as well as his own. In
one instance, he crosses his hands in blessing his grandchildren Ephrayim and
Menashe, in order to make sure that Ephrayim is seen as the leader. The funny thing is, he’s the younger one, and
in the ancient world, the older sibling always came first. This signals that the ways of the past would
not always be the same as present practice. We have to think differently. Creativity is a key to growth and you can
never let yourself fall into a rut.
As some of you know, I have been writing
computer code for the past three years.
I’ve created dozens of computer games in my spare time. In a football game that I created, for each
play there are around 4,000 possible results – and I’ve built in a code that
randomizes the outcomes based on where each player is and the skill of each
player. I update it, so that if someone
is having a bad season or is injured, I can take them out of the game or lower
their skill level. Of course I also lift
their ratings if they are doing well.
There might be some bias here, in favor of the Giants, although this
year (pause) let’s not even go there.
My point here is that with billions of
possible outcomes, one game played will never be exactly the same as the prior
one. The past can’t govern how you act
moving forward. Jacob expressed that
perfectly with his crossover move.
Also, with coding, you have to be sure to keep
in mind where you started and the goals that you had in mind. Jacob does that too. He makes his family promise that when he dies,
they will bring his body back to Canaan.
In that way he encourages them to go back to their roots, to go back
home, even though he knows that they are going to live in Egypt for many
generations.
The lesson here is that we should never
forget from where we came – the code that makes us who we are. That’s an
important lesson for me, too. I’ve
always stayed close to my Jewish roots, and by becoming bar mitzvah here in
Israel it really adds lots of extra meaning to the experience. But what makes it even more special is that I
also have deep personal, family roots.
My great grandfather Eddie, one of the men for whom I’m named, was a survivor of Auschwitz. His whole family was killed in the Nazi death
camps– which also means that a large part of my family was killed. But here I am, on what would have been Eddie’s
97th birthday. His Hebrew name Yehuda is also my first Hebrew
name. It is also the Hebrew name of
Judah Piasecky, a boy from Drohiczyn, Poland who was murdered by the Nazis at the age of 14. He is my bar mitzvah twin and tomorrow I will
be going to yad vashem for a special ceremony linking our lives. That name, Yehuda - that Eddie, Judah and I
share, is also the word for “Jew,” and therefore, as a Jew, I am a testament to
the survival of the Jewish people in our homeland – the same place to which the
Biblical Jacob asked his kids to return.
My middle name Daveed, was given to me to
honor my uncle David. I know David
always wanted to go to Israel but was never able to because of his
condition. So now, as I bear his name,
here I am fulfilling his dream. His dream of returning back to the roots of his
heritage.
Also, in David’s honor, for my mitzvah
project, I have been volunteering at the
Special Olympics in Connecticut, specifically in scoring the bowling competitions–
since I know that David won a lot of trophies in bowling, all of which sit
proudly on display in my room. I’m also
collecting sports equipment for the special Olympics athletes to use in their various
tournaments. It’s another way to pay
tribute to my heritage.
So I hope this can help you understand why
today is so special for me. And why like
Jacob, this journey back to my roots is truly meaningful. Like my football computer game, there were
virtually an infinite number of outcomes of who I would be. But the code encrypted in my DNA and in my
family roots have made me the bar mitzvah that stands before you today.
Once again I want you all to know how much it
means to my family and me that you made such an effort to be with us today. By being here, each of you have written a
line of code into the story of my life.
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