Hannah'le and the Shabbat dress

HANNAH’LE’S SABBATH DRESS Itzhak Schweiger-Demi'el

To our Hannah’le WHAT ARE THE THINGS THAT DEFINE US: OUR UPBRINGING? OURS, WASRATHER EUROPEAN; STAND STRAIGHT… SAY SHALOM… DON'T LOOK DOWN,YOU LOST NOTHING… LOOK AT A PERSON WHEN HE SPEAKS TO YOU… RESPECTYOUR ELDERS… DON’T FIDGET… STUDY… BE POLITE… SMILE WHEN YOU GO INA ROOM… AND SO ON AND FORTH…NEEDLESS TO SAY, THIS DIDN’T HELP US INA ROUGH SABRA SOCIETY… O NE OF THE MOST CHERISHED THINGS WERE BOOKS GIVEN TO US WITHNO RESTRICTIONS (READING LITTLE WOMEN LIKE ABOUT 9 OR 10 YEARS OLDWAS NOT HELPING, WE STILL LOOK FOR A PROFESSOR BHAER OR LAURIE…DEPENDS YOUR TASTE) THE BOOK, THOUGH, I KNOW MARKED HANNAH’S LIFEWWAS A LITTLE CHILDREN'S BOOK CALLED “HANNAH'LE'S SABBATH DRESS”. E USED TO CALLE LITTLE HANNAH - HANNAH’LE, MOTHER NEVERSTOPPED. SO, OUR HANNAH’LE BELIEVED THE BOOK WAS ABOUT HER AND THESTORY ABOUT A LITTLE GIRL THAT HELPED A PERSON IN NEED FALL STRAIGHTAINTO HER UNIQUE PERSONALITY AND AMAZING HEART. LTHOUGH THE BOOK WAS WRITTEN 80 SOMETHING YEARS AGO BYITZHAK DEMI’EL FOR HIS WIFE HANNAH, IT IS, AND ALWAYS WILL BE OURHANNAH’LE’S BOOK. THIS IS FOR YOU HANNHA’LE AND FOR ALL OF US CHILDREN AT HEART READING IT TO THEIR CHILDREN. OCTOBER 2016, TRANSLATED FROM HEBREW BY SWA, DECORATED BY OUR IN HOUSE PAINTER RICARDO VASQUEZ

There was a little girl called Hannah’le. Her mother sewed her abeautiful new white dress for Sabbath.And here comes Friday. The sun was setting. Hannah’lewashed and wore her new dress delighted. She was happy, and glad was her mother.

Hannah’le went for a walk. Zuzi, thespotted dog, run toward her snarling, \"Hum, little Hannah’le... Hum, Hum… “Zuzi can you see the new SabbathDress Mom sewed for me?” Hannah’le asked. thseaiddHr,Tae\"anNshpnnseaodaww,hdlZsi’iollfelgutt.gzoewHeid,catanlshindoninvitsgreatnfhrtyoryo’l.owe”hn,atppy

Hannah’le went on and saw Edna the cow who had returned from the pasture. Hannah’le approached her, stroking thecow's neck she said, “Can you see Edna the new Sabbath dress, mother sewed for me?” Edna, delighted, wanted to lick hannah’le…, but Hannah’le said, “No Edna, not now, the dress will get dirty.”

Suddenly she saw a man coming out of the woods. The man stopped, took a bag off his back and sat on the ground to rest.Hannah'le “Shalom,” He said.approached and saw “Shalom,” answered Hannah’lean old man, his face and asked,“Are you tired?” ‫״‬Yes,‫ ״‬said the old man,and white haircovered with sweat “It is not easy.”he looked very tired. “What is it you carry?” “Charcoal” he answered, “wood charcoal from the forest.”

“You work in the woods?” “Yes, Collecting Coal\" “My name is Hannah’le,” She paused and then said, “I went to show the new dress Mom sewed for me to my friends and now I have to harry home. It is Fridayevening, Mom is waiting for me to light the Sabbath candles.” The wayfarer stood up carrying the load onto his shoulders andsaid, “Yes, the sun is almost down, Sabbath is near.”

The man continued his way, his paseslow, his steps heavy. Hannah'le stood there, watching his back bent under the heavy bag of coal and felt how hard it is for him to carry. I'll help him Hannah’le thought and said, “I'll help you,” “Help you say?” The weary man said. “Could you please?”And so Hannah'le with her little hands and shoulders attempted to lift and support the bag of coal. Off they went, carrying the heavy sack together. After a brief stride, the man paused and said, “Thank you Hannah’le for you kindhearted help.Now hurry home, to ‘Bench,’ bless the Sabbath candles.”

Hannah'le tripped happily up the road back home. Her feet light like a Doe, her hearth happy. But-alas! What is it?... What happened to her dress?... Here's a black mark… Here's another one… And here's another and another... charred dress withCoal spots from the bag she helped to carry. Hannah'le burst into tears…The white Sabbath dress... Mother sewed… I only wore it today for the first time... How will I face the sorrow on mother’s face... It is already evening. It got dark. On a field stone sits Hannah’le, alone, crying, she is very sad.

In the sky, the moon glanced at Hannah’le. Silently, without words, only for Hannah'le to hear, he asked, “Why are you crying?\" Hannah’le pointed at her dress and said, “You see moon... It is from the bag ... The coal spots…”. The moon gazed... and ask again silently, without words, only Hannah’le could hear, \"Do you regret Hannah'le, helping him?...\" And Hannah’le said, \"No, I do not regret it, but the Sabbath dress... The white new dress... and mother...“ “Hannah'le,\" said the moon \"Do not cry, hurry home your dress will shine again\" The Moon sprinkled the coal stains on Hannah’le's dress with threads of light and like magic they wereall gone, here one, there another, all of the spots turn into... Little buttons of light!... Brilliant stars!…Glittering beads!… Pure silver and crystal. Hannah’le's dress was shining with a shimmering sparkling light.

Hannah’le run merrily along the path home, all illuminated. Her mother came towards her, wandering she said, \"Who is thisglowing girl?\" Hannah'le ran to her mother,laughing, \"Mom, you do not recognize me?” Hannah'le told her mother all about her helping a person in need. They entered the house and the room filled up with light from Hannah’le's Shabbat dress. The End