Hello my dawlinks! It's your Yenta, and once again I've been shlepping my cookies around, but this time I went abroad to the homeland. I still have family in Pinsk (Russia) and we've been in contact for quite a while so I finally picked up and went to see them. Oy! The joy it brung to mine heart.
Most of my relatives still live the "simple" life of farming. Not so simple, kindeleh, I should tell you. Up at the crack of the moon setting before the "cock-a-doodle-you've got to be kidding", slopping and sludging and shlepping and drudging ... and that's just to get dressed for the morning chores BEFORE coffee!
The cows had to be milked; yes your Yenta knows how to do that. The eggs had to be hunted; always a fun thing to do when your younger. The sheep needed shearing; my timing was bad on this one.... And then of course it was time to do some churning. I was one of the youngest people in the family so I was elected to do a few extra things. I also have most of my teeth and hair thanks to modern science and good hygiene.
Forget teeth for a moment, let's talk hair. That adornment that sits atop of the head that is often teased, dried, sprayed, primped, colored, permed, conditioned, cut, shaved, rolled, twisted, braided, brushed, combed, flattened, ironed, and greased. It's a wonder it's lasted as long as it has!
And if, by chance, you see a few strands in the drain, there's a complete melt down and question as to 'why'. There are other reasons for hair falling out. Natural shedding season, illness, medication, age, malnutrition/stress, stress/stress, just to name a few. The point is, whether man or woman, our reaction is usually the same… surprise and anger!
May I remind you, your hair doesn't "make" you be "you". It's an adornment, nothing more. One more thing to spend money on, nothing more. More time in the bathroom, nothing more. It doesn't make you smarter, prettier or more handsome, more athletic, or bring in radio-free Europe. It's in constant need of grooming, bugs get caught in it, fashions change so your hair needs to change with them, it's a costly endeavor. And why do I bring this to your attention? Tanta Petzel.
The story goes that Tanta Petzel had long beautiful hair down to her feet. Pristine, flowing, light brown locks, beautifully groomed, and she was proud of it. Instead of wearing her hair up as she was supposed to as all the other girls did in Shul, Petzel wore hers free but no one said anything; that's how beautiful it was; not even the Rabbi, who was smitten with her.
I'm sorry to say, Tanta Petzel had taken ill with cancer at a young age and her beautiful hair became brittle and fell out by the handfuls. She was afraid the Rabbi would be disappointed so she stopped attending Shul. He was very upset by this and went by her home one evening asking her parents permission to see her. When her father brought her out of her room her head was covered with a handkerchief which the Rabbi asked her to remove.
She cried vehemently, begging him not to make her do this, but he insisted upon it. Once she did, he went to her, kissed her head and told her how beautiful she was. It wasn't her hair that made her beautiful, my dawlinks, he told her, it was she herself.
Of course it took time for her to believe him, and they married. Tanta Petzel had gotten better with the Rabbi's care and love and lived to a ripe old age. The farm I was on belonged to them, which they handed down generation to generation.
My point is simple. We are bombarded by ads from the time we're born telling us it's the aesthetics that make us beautiful when in fact it's not true! Our beauty comes from within. Your true heart, your true self, your true nature is what makes you glow brighter than the stars, burn hotter than the sun, and churns hearts into buttermilk at your smile.
Shine on my dawlinks, it couldn't hurt!
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