"What does your son do in Israel?" an acquaintance asked me a few days ago.
"He's a Talmudic scholar," I told her.
"You mean he sits at his kitchen table with a lot of books and reads all day to himself?"
"He studies at a kollel, a yeshiva for married guys. He and his study partner learn together and debate any issue that comes up."
"Isn't he a little old to be spending all that time doing that? When's he going to share all that wisdom he's supposedly gathering?
"I'm really proud of him. Judaism wouldn't be the vibrant religion it is today if it weren't for people like him."
Crossing her arms tightly across her chest, she said, "I think he's just selfish."
"Are your sons religious?" I asked, trying not to let her get to me.
"My sons are not the least bit religious." She sounded proud. "They're too busy for that."
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