Can I Get Any More Tired????

OK, so remember how I wrote about how tired I felt?

Well, yesterday I was full of energy compared to how I feel tonight!!

Every year, our kids' elementary school has a major end of the year program around Yom Yerushalayim.

The program consists of a tour of a major site in the old city by the sixth graders, followed by a light communal supper, and then performances by class of all the kids in the school. The program starts around 3:00 in the afternoon and ends around 10:00 in the evening.

It is THE BEST day of the entire year. Everything that is good about the school comes out in this evening.

Even before I got cancer, this day would knock me out.

I knew how tired I would be and planned on resting in the morning. But, one thing led to another, and I did not get a chance to rest.

Add to that the fact that today was exceptionally hot, even in the evening!

But there was no question about whether or not I would attend. My son is in sixth grade. This is his day!

For years, the kids prepare to be "MaYaTZim" -- Madrichei Yerushalayim Tze'irim (Young Jerusalem Guides). This is their shining moment.

My son has been practicing his lines for weeks. He had three different parts: an informative presentation, a musical interlude (he played keyboard), and a skit. He did a GREAT job!

I also have a daughter in fifth grade. The fifth graders made the backdrop for the stage, and prepared both a dance and daglanut (a march/dance in which each participant holds/waves an Israeli flag, while moving to the music).

My eldest missed school to come for the day, as did most of the other graduates of her class.

That is perhaps the greatest testimony to how meaningful this program is to the kids.

How many other teenagers do you know who keep coming back to their elementary school for the end of the year performances?

It was tough this year. In addition to everything else, instead of sitting on plastic chairs for the performances, we sat on Madreigot Hulda (the main stairs leading into the Temple Plaza during the second Temple period). Now, while that might be a very moving location, sitting on stone steps is a bit hard on my cancerous bones!

All complaints aside, it was worth every second.

But I can tell you that I am EXHAUSTED OUT OF MY MIND!!!



Please daven (or send happy, healing thoughts) for RivkA bat Teirtzel.

With love and optimism,
RivkA