Anne Hertzl Can’t Go to the Christmas Dance
“Anne Hertzl you can’t go to the Christmas dance.”
Mishegas!
She’d heard it all before
But
Every year she tries it again.
Again?
“Anne Hertzl you can’t go to the Christmas dance.”
Bobby had asked her at school.
6’5,
Football star,
Mathlete.
Triple whammy?
“No, no, no,” they said, “Anne Hertzl you can’t go to the Christmas dance.”
Times like this, Anne thought,
times like this, oy vay!
Maybe that scroll is missing a bisel about me.
Where’s the section on high school?
At the Shul, Wednesday, December 17.
“Well it’s all just questions you have to answer yourself –
Everyone has these kushia, but mazel tov in your quest”
Etc, etc, etc
Rebitzin shares a brief conspiratorial smile.
Rabbi says a lot without saying anything.
Anne Hertzl just wants to go to the Christmas dance.
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