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54 LUBOML<br />

one melamed of delicate nature and good heart,<br />

who, rather than beat a student who did not do<br />

well, banged himself several times on the head.<br />

Many parents also sent their daughters for a<br />

few hours of studyseparate from the boys, of<br />

courselearning how to read prayers and a little<br />

bit of Chumash.<br />

Cheders were generally in a rebbe's private<br />

homeusually a small narrow room where the<br />

students barely fit in and were always crowded.<br />

Until the age of five or six the youngsters still<br />

enjoyed a bit of freedom of movement and a few<br />

games: pitching buttons at a hole, hide-and-seek,<br />

horses, chasing pigs and throwing stones at their<br />

non-kosher hides, and others.<br />

When the rainy autumn and snowy winter<br />

came, however, we were stuck in the narrow<br />

house of the rebbe for many long hours, except<br />

for short breaks in the afternoon to eat, and<br />

toward evening to go to the synagogue for the<br />

afternoon and evening prayers. On those days<br />

the cheder became a kind of prison, and our only<br />

wish was to escape from its yoke and its oppressive<br />

atmosphere.<br />

It is no wonder that we could hardly wait for<br />

the approach of the month of Nisanwhen we<br />

had a long breaka week before the Pesach<br />

[Passover] holiday. We were always praying for<br />

the intervention of blind fate so that something<br />

out of the ordinary would happen that would give<br />

us a bit of free time. If the rebbe got sick or<br />

someone in his family died, and as a result we<br />

were free for a day or two from studies and being<br />

cooped up in the cheder, there were no bounds to<br />

our happiness. We were always grateful to the<br />

non-Jewish government inspector of schools, who<br />

caused trembling among the melamdim who were<br />

teaching without a license, and that is how we<br />

unwittingly enjoyed a brief respite.<br />

Talmud Torah<br />

The Talmud Torah was the official educational<br />

institution of the community, and it is where<br />

primarily poor children and orphans learned,<br />

since they had no way of paying for a rebbe.<br />

The building of the Talmud Torah was largethree<br />

large classrooms and a teachers' room. In<br />

the largest front room, enlightened folks prayed<br />

on Sabbaths. There was a large field around the<br />

building where students played at recess and<br />

enjoyed a bit of fresh air.<br />

In addition to religious subjects, prayers, and<br />

Chumash, they were taught some arithmetic and<br />

Russian. The Talmud Torah was overseen by the<br />

official government-appointed rabbi, who saw to<br />

it that the education provided was in the spirit of<br />

the times.<br />

The name of the rabbi in my day was<br />

Bogoslavsky, an elderly Jew with a trimmed<br />

beard, a large, broad nose, and a square-shaped<br />

yarmulke on his head, who had a serious and strict<br />

look to his face. The permanent teacher for the<br />

students in the lower grades was Moyshe Yitshak<br />

Kagan, of blessed memory, who lived in a small<br />

house next to the Talmud Torah, in the middle of<br />

a fenced-off fruit orchard and lovely garden into<br />

which we longed to enter.<br />

The standing of the Talmud Torah and its<br />

importance grew in time, with the arrival of the<br />

licensed teacher Shammai Frankfurt from Kovel,<br />

who was well-loved by all and was, it seems, a<br />

Zionist supporter. He was elegantly dressed, had<br />

nice manners, a felt top hat on his head and a shiny<br />

walking stick in his hand, and he bowed to all in<br />

greeting. (It is worth mentioning that Shammai<br />

Frankfurt was the founder and director of the<br />

Hebrew high school in Kovel [near Luboml] in<br />

the 1920s.) Even today I can hear the lovely<br />

melodies of the songs "Zion Tamati, Zion<br />

Hemdati" and of "Sham Bamakom Arazim<br />

Menashkim Avei Rom" and others, which came<br />

through the windows of the Talmud Torah and<br />

could be heard from afar. We students in the<br />

nearby cheder would sneak up and stand under<br />

the windows and listen to those lovely songs,<br />

which touched us deeply and moved us to longing<br />

for our land.<br />

At about the age of Bar Mitzvah, many students<br />

left the cheder or Talmud Torah and slowly<br />

were initiated into the adult world, either to<br />

learn a trade or to help their parents in business.<br />

A small number did continue to studyGemara<br />

and Tosefot and even the Posekimwith the few<br />

truly learned teachers or on their own in the shtibl,<br />

helped by those who devoted all their time to<br />

Torah study for its own sake.

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