The letters of our thoughts are the ideas present in our mind before they come to realization . . . Thoughts that are, yet not felt . . . The words of the subconscious . . . of the soul . . .

These are the LETTERS OF MY THOUGHTS.

Saturday, March 18, 2006

The Warsaw Update


It's always nice to see Yehuda Piamenta (picture from Shmais)

Anyhow, on to the news . . .

What did you say?
This week there were three elderly Polish ladies by our table. One of the Bochurim, in a joyous mood, started to sing various (made-up) songs about all of the holidays during the year.
When he got to Succos he began to sing (To the tune of 'I had a little dreidle'). . .
"Sukkah, Sukkah, Sukkah, I made you out of wood, and when you were ready -sit in you I could.
"Oh
Sukkah, Sukkah, Sukkah . . ."
The eyes of the three proper elderly Polish ladies grew very, very wide . . .

They're coming . . .

With the Yahrtziet of R' Meilich coming hundreds of the pious are preparing to travel to Lezhensk (not the Polish spelling) many of them stopping off in Warsaw . . . many of those possibly stopping by Chabad . . .
This shabbos we already had a few.




R' Zalmen S. repeated a Ma'amer by Seder Nigunnim, it took him almost half an hour.
Many of our guests held byK'los Hanefesh. So did many of the Bochurim . . . but for a different reason.

1 comments:

Mottel said...

I was there. why?