A hero of Biblical proportions

The other day, Jameel blogged about a Bedouin teacher who hopes to compete in the upcoming Chidon HaTanach (National Bible Contest) for adults.

As it so happened, I was recently privileged to hear yet another would-be Chidon HaTanach competitor speak.

R’ Moshe Abu Aziz is the religious seventh-grade teacher and father of eight from Or Akiva who famously won one million shekels on a TV trivia game show and was, by all accounts, mekadesh Shem Shamayim in the process.

During the course of his talk, he shared some of his winning strategies. For example:

• He uses various mnemonics and acronyms in order to learn all sorts of things by heart.
• In addition, he prepares “crib sheets” of whatever it is that he’s studying. He believes that written summaries are a great way to memorize large amounts of information.
• Whenever he has to look something up – whether it’s in an encyclopedia or the Rambam or whatever – he makes a point of also reading the preceding and succeeding entries.
• He stressed that winning these types of contests has nothing to do with luck. Rather, it takes hard work and a strong desire to keep on learning, studying and asking.
• In advance of the Chidon HaTanach, he now spends up to 15 hours a day learning Tanach and takes a Tanach with him everywhere he goes. Even in the car, when he’s driving, he listens to recordings of the Tanach.

Interestingly, he didn’t speak a word of Hebrew when he made aliyah at age 12 from Morocco, and yet now he’s considered to be an expert at word games and verbal challenges.

For instance, he said that many people – including his wife! – had wondered at the confidence he had displayed during the TV show. (At several points during the game, he could’ve taken the money and left. But instead, he risked everything and kept at it until he reached the final bonus round.) How could he have been so sure of himself?

R’ Abu Aziz explained that he realized he would be successful as soon as he heard that it was the TV show’s 103rd episode. After all, he noted, “Abu Aziz” (i.e. his last name) equals 103 in Gematria  - as does the word “mazon” (sustenance). As R’ Abu Aziz told the enchanted audience, Hashem always provides for those in need.

During the Q&A session at the end, an audience member asked if a “baal chidonim” (literally, a “man of contests”) is a profession.

In response, R’ Abu Aziz quipped:

“No, but a baal teshuvot (literally, a “man of answers”; also, a play on “baal teshuvah” – a penitent) is…”

בהצלחה to him in all his future endeavors!

Seeking the truth

On one hand, blogging is a great way to while away the waning hours minutes of a fast day.

But on the other hand, hunger-induced dullness doesn’t exactly lead to witty, fascinating, or even coherent posts.

Thus, now’s the perfect time for a blogging cop-out to list some of the more amusing search terms which led to this blog.

And, so, without further ado, here they are:

• goat herding problem
• things my shaliach never told me
• operation cast read
• the song that never ends
• bilingual blues
• is second to none a good thing
• "two kitchens" are necessary for Passover
• how to say work in progress in French
• how to make smoked tuna
• name of the goat in the lonely goatherd
• how to speak with an Israeli accent
• naf naf grill
• Hephzibah written beautifully in the Hebrew language
• making good mud for wallowing
• snowball games for the first day of class
• truth about aliyah
• why teenagers deliberately misspell

.צום קל ומועיל

Have an easy and meaningful fast, and may all the fast days soon be transformed into festivals and days of joy.

Around the J-Blogosphere

Several items of interest:

1) The latest Haveil Havalim is available here. Special thanks to Toby for including my excuse for not blogging about the gan graduation after all.

2) The latest JPIX is available here. Special thanks to Leora for including two of my posts:

• My in-laws’ historic pictures of the Kotel from the summer of 1967.
• The Shiputzim kids’ beautiful calendar drawings.

Fine Arts Friday: Calendar edition

Every summer, in what has become an annual tradition, my mother prepares a family calendar for the upcoming year.

These beautiful printed-and-bound calendars contain family photos and mark everyone’s birthdays, anniversaries, and other important milestones.

Normally, my mother decorates the pages herself, but this time, she asked some of the grandchildren to provide appropriate drawings.

Three of the Shiputzim kids were among those assigned specific months, and here’s what they came up with (in ascending order, according to the young artists’ ages).

As always, feel free to click on the pictures for a closer view:

February 2011 (roughly corresponding to Adar I 5771)

May 2011 (roughly corresponding to Iyar 5771, including Yom HaAtzma’ut)

October 2010 (roughly corresponding to MarCheshvan 5771, including Rachel Imeinu’s yahrzeit)

!שבת שלום ומבורך

A little consideration, please

Sadly, being a blogger isn’t always as glamorous as it seems.

I mean, on the rare occasions when we step away from our computers, we’re inevitably dismayed to discover that our online fame and fortune 4.56 NIS don’t carry the same weight in the real world.

The main problem is that, strangely enough, many people fail to take bloggers’ needs into consideration when making plans and organizing events.

Take, for example, the recent gan graduation (i.e. the mesibat siyum - מסיבת סיום – the end of year party).

After documenting the first two major dates on the gannenet’s calendar – namely, the infamous gan meeting and the Chanukah party - I’d been looking forward all year to blogging about the third one.

Indeed, the resultant post was to have been the concluding panel in my gan highlights triptych.

But when the mesibat siyum finally rolled around, all my hopes and dreams were shattered.

Because, you see, the party wasn’t amusing!

Yes, it was beautiful. Yes, it was heartwarming and emotional. Yes, the kids did a wonderful job. And yes, there wasn’t a dry eye in the house.

But funny? Absurd? Open to ridicule and mockery?

Not so much.

And so, dear readers, I must unfortunately disappoint you and regretfully announce that there will be no mesibat siyum post after all.

Which naturally begs the question: Is there any reason why the gannenet couldn’t have designed a blog-worthy program?!

Birthday cake, as nature intended it

About a year and a half ago, I discussed the Resident Ulpanistit’s (inexplicable, as far as her brothers are concerned) fondness for non-chocolate birthday cakes.

But when anyone else here in TRLEOOB (=the real life equivalent of our blog) has a birthday, the cake is inevitably… chocolate.

Here, then, are the Shiputzim family’s favorite chocolate cake and chocolate frosting recipes. Note that they’re each made with oil, not margarine.

H.’s Chocolate Cake

My mother received this recipe from her friend H. and slightly modified it.

Ingredients

• 2¾ cups flour
• 1 cup cocoa
• 2½ cups sugar
• 1 tsp baking soda
• 1 heaping tsp baking powder
• 1 1/3 cups oil (I use canola)
• 1 cup boiling hot, strong coffee
• 4 eggs
• ¾ cup juice (I use 1 container of Rich’s Whip instead)
• 2 tsp vanilla extract

Directions

Mix five dry ingredients together. Add oil and coffee. Beat in eggs one at a time. Add juice and vanilla. Mix well. Grease pan or line with baking paper. Bake at 350 degrees for 50 minutes or until done.

Yield: Two 8” round cakes or one 9x13” rectangle.

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Yummy Chocolate Frosting

I got this delicious recipe off the highly-recommended Israel-Food list.

Ingredients

• ½ tsp vanilla
• 4 TBSP cocoa
• 4 TBSP oil (I use canola)
• [(optional) 1/3 tsp coffee (I omit this)]
• 4 TBSP hot water (or more)
• 2 cups powdered sugar

Directions

Mix all ingredients together. Add more water as needed, until desired consistency is achieved.

בתאבון

!ויום הולדת שמח

Fashion Friday: Discriminatory edition

In general, I prefer to shy away from controversial or political issues. But recent events have raised the ugly specter of discrimination, and I feel obligated to share my thoughts on the subject.

I’m talking about a very disturbing trend at weddings.

(Why? What did you THINK I was referring to? ;-))

You see, the period between Lag BaOmer and Shivah Asar B’Tamuz is high wedding season here in Israel.

<brief cultural digression>

Note that even without a calendar, one can easily figure out when wedding season has begun.

After all, this is the time of year when Israel’s highways and byways are plastered with those ubiquitous arrow-bearing signs informing you that this is the way to “Guy and Shir’s wedding” or “Liron and Tal’s henna”…

</digression>

Yet, the problem at many of these weddings (besides the square plates and the frequent lack of seating cards) is that the posts supporting the chupah are often swathed in bolts of heavy white cloth.

Moreover, giant view-obstructing drapery wings frequently fan out to the chupah’s sides.

Which means that the ONLY guests who can watch the entire proceedings are those who are sitting or standing directly in front of the chupah.

And THAT, my friends, is what we call discrimination.

Quick!

Somebody call the Supreme Court…

!שבת שלום ומבורך

Jane Austen would be so proud

By now I think we can all agree that I’d make a terrible gannenet.

I mean, my deplorable tendency to laugh at these dedicated caregivers clearly indicates that I lack the proper gravitas and solemnity required to succeed in this hallowed profession.

Yet as it turns out, my regrettable levity renders me unsuited for another job as well.

I’m speaking, of course, about a career as a gym teacher.

[This would be a perfect opportunity for me to write, “Let me explain. No, there is too much. Let me sum up.” But since it’s only been five months since the last time I used this quote, I’ll have to manage without it... :-)]

You see, first, there was the whole being graded on one’s handstand thing.

And now there’s the following:

As part of the requirements for the physical fitness bagrut, the CTO’s gym teacher announced that the seniors would have to make up any gym classes they had missed.

Specifically, the teacher explained, he expected twelve minutes of nonstop walking for every missed lesson.

Note that we’re not talking about high-speed power walking. In fact, a gentle, slow-paced stroll or even a relaxed saunter was deemed to be more than sufficient.

Now, as it so happened, the CTO had somehow missed five gym lessons* this year and thus owed the gym teacher an hour of walking.

In practical terms, this meant that - under the gym teacher’s benevolent yet watchful eye - the CTO and some of his friends spent 24 minutes yesterday and an additional 36 minutes today taking leisurely turns about the perimeter of their yeshiva’s basketball court.

It was like a scene straight out of Pride and Prejudice – except that it took place outdoors rather than in an elegantly-appointed drawing room, and the amblers wore kippot and tzitzit in lieu of high-waisted Empire dresses…

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*I’m told that one of the CTO’s classmates missed 14 lessons this year and therefore had to walk for almost three hours! :-)