Thursday, December 09, 2004

Yo Yo Happy Hanukkah!

Yo yo it's Hanukkah! oh dear, that's not right, is it? Seems a bit backwards. Perhaps: oy oy it's Hanukkah! Yes, there, that's it. Happy Hanukkah everyone!

Tonight our family had a Hanukkah party, and my brother and sister each invited all their friends, little Jews and little Gentiles all, to eat latkes and light candles. There was the sweetest little Gentile girl, a real doll, friend of my sister's, who had a spin at dreidel, and came up with shin, and she rejoiced, interpreting the three-pronged shin as "three thumbs up." Which surely must be luckier than two thumbs up. Absolute doll that one.

I am not Jewish (cumbersome to explain), but I'm rather a sort of wannabe Jew. Quite different from a Maccabee Jew. Ha ha,..just a little Hanukkah humor for you.

No, but seriously folks, my sister spent all Tuesday night making those wonderful construction paper chains. (You know the ones I mean. The ones that we from the old school used to make in kindergarten and beyond-- only we used that enticing, sweet-smelling paste. Where is that paste?) And my mom tried to discourage her! Said she didn't want chains at the Hanukkah party (or Hanukkah par-tay, as my sister insisted on calling it for the purposes of the invitation). So I said, "Mom, you're supposed to love construction paper chains. You're required to. It's like how you have to love those macaroni necklaces." She was unmoved. Said she didn't like chains, and that she threw away our macaroni jewelry. I take umbrage, mother.

Aliya, your Hanukkah chains are beautiful. I love them twisted round the pillars in the dining room, strung across the doorways. I invite you to bring your chains to Budapest, and decorate the portrait gallery with them. They might cheer ol' Lenin up a bit. He's looking so pensive and melancholy these days, you know. Has a little case of the collapse of the Soviet bloc.

Happy Hanukkah people. Make some chains. Get your dreidel on.

6 Comments:

At 11:50 AM, Blogger Indeterminacy said...

Hi Audra. I enjoyed your post today. We have one thing in common, wanting to be Jewish ;-) My grandfather was (German-)Jewish, which makes me 25% Jewish? But all of the heritage has been lost. But I have a special love for Jewish humor, as in the authors of Sholem Alejchem for example, and came to love Klezmer music, which is more well known in Europe, I think, than in the States. Maybe this is all a way for me to try and find part of my heritage. My grandfather died in 1950, before I was born.

 
At 5:45 PM, Blogger svm said...

if you have seen the fantastic wee hanukkah video i sent you then you will now know that yo is just oy spelt backwards! i went to a birthday party for a 1 y.o. this weekend at which there were 15 other children up to age 9 so the hosts had stations for cookie-decorating and macaroni-jewellery-making! the pasta wheels were my favorite...

 
At 3:54 AM, Blogger Irma Vep said...

Indeterminacy,

I don't know that author, but another one for the stacks! I'm sorry for my delayed response. Just back from Phoenix, then I'm off to Budapest again tommorrow. More thoughtful comment once I arrive (which will actually be on Wednesday).

 
At 1:50 AM, Blogger Indeterminacy said...

Audra, you might find out a little at this site about Sholem Aleichem:
http://www.sholom-aleichem.org
(the site has a lot of broken links, but at least you can see an overview of his works in English)
And I know you've heard of him. Fiddler on the Roof was based on his stories about Tevje the Milkman. He's been referred to as the Jewish Mark Twain but I place him one notch higher. He has a rare ability to make you laugh and cry at the same time. The language he worked in was Yiddish. I've been reading his works in German, which is somewhat related to Yiddish. I don't know how the English translations are. I want to read his autobiography

 
At 1:51 AM, Blogger Indeterminacy said...

P.S. Have a safe flight back to Buda.

 
At 6:46 PM, Blogger Kikee Love said...

I am all about macaroni necklaces. It was one of the things that inspired me to have a baby.

 

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