HACHAYOL - MyShliach

Credits:
Merkos L’Inyonei Chinuch:
Rabbi Moshe Kotlarsky
Tzivos Hashem:
Rabbi Yerachmiel Benjaminson
Rabbi Sholom Ber Baumgarten
Gershon Eichorn
Managing Editor:
Mushka Nisilevitch
Contributing Authors and Editors:
Osher Broh
Moshe Kravitsky
Dovid Margolin
Goldy Cohen
Esther Leah Tenenbaum
Design:
Spotlight Design
Chana Zeidman
Yanky Gitlin
Printing:
The Printhouse
Consultants:
Rabbi Zalman Glick
Rabbi Sholom Heidingsfeld
Rabbi Shmuel Vaisfische
Rabbi Mendel Kotlarsky
Rabbi Shmaryohu Weinbaum
A joint project of
Merkos L’Inyonei
Chinuch, Tzivos
Hashem, & Our
School
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In loving memory of
Mrs. Sarah
(Charlotte) Rohr
Made possible by
Shouted Ari as he
grabbed his sister’s hand to keep her from falling
“earrrrrrthquaaaaaaaake!”
down 150 feet below.
“Ohhh ha-ha-ha,” Adam HaRishon laughed hard.
Instantly, the intensely earth-shaking boom stopped.
Ari and Chani lay still for a moment with their heads
buried deep in the folds of Adam HaRishon’s shirt.
After a few seconds of his hearty, belly-filled laughter,
they lifted their heads and saw something as equally
amazing as Adam—his wife Chava.
Ari looked at Adam, then ahead at Chava, then back at
Adam.
“Oh,” Ari said casually, “I knew there was no danger. I
was just joking.”
Chani rolled her eyes.
“It can’t possibly be painful,” Chava remarked to Chani.
“Excuse me” Chani asked. Clearly she has forgotten what
they were speaking about before all the booming began.
“I saw you watching your mother
pushing your new brothers and
sisters in the Bugaboo-M, that’s
the Moshiach Time’s model. You
mentioned that it must have
been painful to have all those
kids at the same time. I came over to tell you that is
simply not the case. It’ll take some time to get used to,
but we all have to stop living so golusdik.” Chava
paused, “Remember, there won’t ever be pain again
now that Moshiach has revealed himself”
”now that all this stuff
is free for the taking,
I don’t want it.”
“Oh yeah!” exclaimed Chani, “I remember now.”
“Not to mention all of the new helpers she’ll have
around, you know, to help with everything and anything
she needs,” added Chava.
“Helpers” Ari asked
“Sure, now that the entire world is filled with Getlichkeit,
non-Jewish people want to be as close as possible.
They’re offering their help to every Yid in exchange for
being able to learn as much from us as they can.”
“Ari, do you see what I see The ATM machine!” Chani
called out.
“Huh” Ari asked, oblivious to what she was talking
about.
“Two miles ahead,” said Chani,” over there, to the right.
The street name is, ummm, Ben-Yehuda Street.”
Ari used his long-range vision to see what his sister
was referring to. “Okay, hold on, let me get there…
Ben-Yehuda Street. Oh, I see it! What about it”
“Read the sign on the side of the ATM,” instructed Chani.
“Umm, okay. ‘Unlimited Cash—No Card Needed.’
Hmmmm,” Ari observed aloud. “That’s odd, that
machine is giving away free money and there’s no line
for it”
“Want to go closer” Chani asked.
“Nah, what do we need money for anyway!” exclaimed
Ari suddenly.
“What What What do you see”
“Look, about a half a block to the left of that, see that
store’s sign over there, ‘Toys R Free’”
“I see it! I see it!” answered Chani jumping up and done,
“There’s that electric motor scooter I wanted.”
“And check out that basketball
hoop,” said Ari.
“And those hot pink rollerblades,”
Chani pointed.
“And the new Nintendo DS,” Ari
added, craning his neck.
10 seconds of silence and then the two of them looked
at each other and shrugged their shoulders, “Ah, who
cares”
“Alright, I know this is going to sound strange,” ventured
Chani, “but what’s gotten into us”
“Yeah,” commented Ari, “Why aren’t we salivating for
that stuff like we used to There are a million free x-
box games and a gazillion iPod touches, and I couldn’t
care less.”
“How can I explain it so you’ll understand” Chava
thought for a second, then she continued, “Okay,
Here’s what I want you to do.”
The two looked at her and listened
carefully.
“I want to search deep down in
your heart, as deep as you can
go, and tell me what’s
the biggest ta’aveh, or
desire, that you crave
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