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My Daughter, The Poet

I am extraordinarily proud to report that Hadassah, my very bright eight year old daughter has had one of her poems picked to appear in a forthcoming anthology.
She will be a published poet!

The theme of her poem is a celebration of the Rosh Chodesh, the date when the New Moon appears and we mark the beginning of a new lunar month.


Rosh Chodesh

R achel looked up at the moon,
O bviously it will be here soon.
S he knew that Rosh Chodesh was the time,
H er 'banana' moon was the sign.

C hildren learn that new months begin,
H aving seen the new moon with a grin.
O nly to greet Rosh Chodesh anew,
D oing things that every Jew can do.
E nters Hallel for this special day,
S aying Yaaleh Veyavo.....yah!
H appy Rosh Chodesh for you today!


(Hallel consists of some additional Psalms that we say on Rosh Chodesh and Yaaleh Veyavo is an additional supplication included in our daily prayers and Grace After Meals).

Well done Dassi!!!
Your parents are seriously chapping naches (i.e. deriving pleasure/pride from your achievements)!

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