On You

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You Know That Physical Abuse Is Wrong.
Say It.

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On Courtrooms

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I learned many things in my days in the courtroom, things that I will remember for the rest of my life.

I learned about motions, that here they mean papers and not hand gestures. I learned that is was way easier for me to file my taxes than to file my motions, and that judges don’t appreciate it when you submit three motions in four weeks. I also learned that if you file the day before Thanksgiving, nobody likes you.

I learned about courts, that I can’t just call up in the morning and reschedule, and that if I dared to call on my own they called it unethical and they got really mad.

I learned about laws, that just because the big red book says that I am supposed get something it doesn’t mean that I actually will. Just because the judge made it an order it doesn’t mean that it will actually happen, and that just because twenty days have passed I wasn’t going to get the house, the kids, the money, the car and the divorce by default.

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On Miseducation

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TorahVodaathNo Torah. No Daas. Just Acceptance of Abuse

There are many times when a Rebbe’s derech of chinuch is difficult on a child. After all, wouldn’t most boys prefer to spend time on their own terms rather than having to sit, write and learn for what is often more than a 9 hour day?

As parents, we trust the mechanchim to find the proper balance betweenn childhood and education, to teach our sons to enjoy learning and to find satisfaction in ameilus batorah.

Most of the time, the yeshiva hadracha is dynamic and effective, this time – it wasn’t.

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On Sundays

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ChildShadowMommy, can’t you come along with us? You can hide and totty won’t see you but I’ll know you are there. I know he won’t hurt me, ’cause I’m his favorite and he loves me. Can I take a cellphone? I’ll hide it in my pocket and he won’t know but I’ll have it and I can call you or 911 if I have to. I’m going to be so good and listen and I won’t get him angry. Can you promise me Mommy that I will be safe today? Please? Promise me – I need to know that I’ll be OK. Bye Mommy…..

On Friendship

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These words are for you, my friend.BFF

I miss you.

I know that you are reading and thinking. I know that you are there.

Not so very long ago, the pieces that you knew of me made sense. But now when you read, you wander, and you wonder if you ever really knew me.

It is hard for me too, you know.

The gates are opening now, little by little, bits at a time. But there is a wall between you and me, a strong wall, a wall of differences, a wall of silence.

I hate that wall, that wall that I built with my words.

It is my fault that you feel this way and not a day goes by when I wish I had never everdared to say the things I say here, because it costs too much. More