Fairy tales


There was once a little kid who always loved to tell stories about his friends. Sometimes he told the truth, sometimes he distorted the truth a little. The kids in the area didn’t like their gossiping partner very much. One day they decided to seek the advice of the rabbi.

The rabbi listened to their complaint and then called the little boy to him.

“Why do you come up with stories about your friends?” The rabbi asked him.

"These are just words," the child replied, "they can always be withdrawn."

"You may be right," the rabbi said, and began to talk about something else.

As the little boy prepared to leave, the rabbi asked him:

“Tell me, would you do me a favor?”

"Of course," he said willingly

The rabbi grabbed a pillow from the couch and handed it to the little boy.

- Take this pillow to the main square. When you get there, cut it open and shake the feathers in it. Then come back to me.

The boy didn't really understand why the rabbi was asking him to do this, but he did so without a word. He took the pillow to the main square and he cut it open. The wind scattered the feathers all over, the whole square was covered in white feathers.

The little boy returned to the rabbi's house and told him what had happened. The rabbi was happy. He gave the boy a basket, and said:

"Now please go back to the square and collect the feathers in this basket."

The boy hesitated.

- But that's impossible! - he finally blurted out.

“You're right," said the rabbi "Now you can see that it's not impossible to take back the stories you're telling about your peers." Be more careful with the words spoken!

The adventure of the little crumb 


The little crumb was sitting in the corner of the room and felt very ashamed of itself. It’s been sitting in the corner since Pesach. Nobody noticed. That spring, the night before the holiday, when the family was searching for the last chametz crumbs with the candle and feather, it would have been the last piece to be found. The little crumb thought this task should be a real challenge, especially for little Samu, who liked to scatter the bread crumbs anyway. Therefore, it garnered all its strength, and rolled towards the corner. There was also a little gust of wind that helped. They didn't find the crumb. Not only was it not found in the search for chametz, but it managed to crouch so deep in the corner that it has not been found during any cleaning since. Neither Hanna with her little broom, nor Mom with that big vacuum cleaner. So the little crumb sat in the corner and was ashamed of itself. It regretted rolling into the corner. It wanted to be noticed. 


Spring passed and then summer passed. Rosh Hashanah came, the whole family was preparing for the feast. The hustle-and-bustle was great, everyone was very excited about this wonderful, festive period of the year. The whole family did their share of the festive preparations. It was Dad who cleaned and shopped, Mom prepared the festive table and Hanna cooked the festive dinner with the help of little Samu. On the eve of the feast, the table was already there beautifully set and everyone was elegant, ready to head to the synagogue. When they returned, they also brought guests. People were chatting and discussing, while the little crumb sat in the corner and sighed. It wished that it could be there on the table. It wished that it could be one of the crumbs of the delicious, round, festive challah. But the little crumb has hardened, it can no longer be eaten or used for anything. It wished they would finally find it and throw it away. At least that much would happen.  


As it sighed there in the corner, it heard the family members talking about the Tashlich ceremony. "We're going to the Danube tomorrow afternoon, are you also coming to scatter crumbs?" Dad asked. 

The little crumb began to pay attention. 

“Yes, we're coming with you!” - Said one of the guests. "We love the Tashlich ceremony. Every year we go and thrown away the crumbs, we cast away everything we’re not proud of from the previous year.” 

The little crumb became very excited. “Throw me, throw me.” - It thought. "Then my crumbs will make sense. But how should I make the notice me? I haven't been found in months, not even that roaring vacuum cleaner, so how will they notice now?” – It thought.  

It pulled itself out with all its might and with its remaining energy it tried to roll a little further out of the corner. 

There were no gusts of wind, no air in the September heat. Again it just gathered its strength and it managed to roll two millimeters towards the middle of the room. 

In the meantime, little Samu became very excited to hear about the taslich ceremony and immediately began looking for crumbs. 

"Oh how much fun, I can look for crumbs again, just like before Pesach!" - He shouted. “Look here, there are a lot of crumbs on the table!” - His mother told him. 

"No, I don't want to throw away fresh crumbs, I want to find crumbs from last year, since we're casting them in the river for last year's things, aren't we?" 

The adults laughed heavily at Samu’s toddler wisdom. "You're right!” - they said. Enraged by this, Samu began to scan the room on all fours. He crawled everywhere in his beautiful celebratory outfit, which looked less and less celebratory, but he no longer cared since he had a mission. He had to find last year's crumbs. 

The little crumb couldn't believe what it heard. After all, the little crumb was from last year! He must be found now! But how? It no longer had the strength to roll even further. It was very sad. 


Then Hanna went to the window and opened it to ventilate the room a little. The inflowing air moved the flowers in the window and the curtain a little and then miraculously, a little gust of wind swept through the room. It came through the open window into the room, stirred the air and lifted the small crumb with it, twisted it in the air and dropped it  right in the middle of the rug. Samu immediately noticed it, picked it up, and placed it on a small napkin. 

“I found a crumb from last year!” - He said happily. 

The next afternoon on the bank of the river, the little crumb had a very important task. Samu took it out of the napkin and said, 

"Come on, little crumb, I'll cast you away, take with you what I didn't do well last year." Then he let the little crumb breeze toward the river. The little crumb was very happy. 

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