Tuesday, June 13, 2006

t'fillah interruptus

About a year ago, I was going into work late, and so that morning I davened at home. Suddenly, the door to the bedroom swung open and the two Polish cleaning girls walked into the room. When they saw me wrapped in a tallis with tefillin on my head and arm, they looked at me as if I was a warlock or something. They ran out of the room and from that point on, should they run into me, would stay clear of me as best as they could.


Blogger David Guttmann said...

Vero'u kol amei ho'oretz ki shem hashem nikro oleich veyre'u mimecho elu tefilin rosh.

June 13, 2006 6:17 PM  

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