{"id":12174,"date":"2008-11-06T14:03:55","date_gmt":"2008-11-06T14:03:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/production.ou.org\/life\/other\/rubenstein_face_to_face\/"},"modified":"2015-10-29T11:52:31","modified_gmt":"2015-10-29T16:52:31","slug":"rubenstein_face_to_face","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ou.org\/life\/inspiration\/rubenstein_face_to_face\/","title":{"rendered":"Face to Face"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"float: left; padding-right: 5px;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/s3.amazonaws.com\/ou-images\/content\/rubinstein_face2faceC200.jpg\" alt=\"image\" width=\"200\" height=\"150\" name=\"image\" border=\"0\" \/><\/div>\n<p>Living in the small mountain town of Sefat, all I have to do is walk down the time-softened steps of my Old City home, and stroll around the corner&#8230; and I meet people from all over the world. Safed Candles, where I work, is a main tourist attraction for anyone coming to our city. After a while, one gets to recognize the cultural differences. The friendly Americans, and even friendlier Canadians, the lively South Americans, the serious Russians, the dry humored English.<\/p>\n<p>But it is sometimes the individual among the groups that surprise me, catch me off guard, and become, suddenly, God&#8217;s messengers.<\/p>\n<p>Still. It is the German groups that I have the most difficulty with. The look, the language, sometimes the cultural habits &#8211; fill me with a tremendous ambivalence. I like to be behind the counter when they wander into the Gallery. It gives me a sense of emotional space. There&#8217;s just too much between us. Too many ineffable memories.<\/p>\n<p>I am polite and every now and then I smile at someone who seems pleasant; but inside I ask myself &#8211; Who knows? Who really knows? What would they have done if they had been an adult during the war?<\/p>\n<p>The Friday the group came in, I was not at the register. I stood in a corner of the center room, emptying boxes of tapers, pricing and hanging them on their hooks.<\/p>\n<p>An elderly German lady with a cane, lingered near where I worked, seemingly interested in the group of candles to my right. When I moved for a moment to the left, she walked over, pushed the half empty boxes out of her way with her cane, and took my place. &#8220;There must be a word in German for Excuse me &#8230;&#8221; I muttered as I bent down to gather the boxes out of the way. Suddenly I saw the picture. I was bent down on the floor, she stood above me, with that cane in her hand. I stood up, and walked away. There are just too many collective memories between us.<\/p>\n<p>The middle aged lady who came over to me, as I stood behind the register was tall, her hair all gray, though she looked to be in her mid-forties. She held a simple Havdalah candle in her hand.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cExcuse me. What are these used for?&#8221; she asked gently.<\/p>\n<p>I began explaining a bit about the Havdalah service, and the more I told her the more she wanted to know. Finally, satisfied, she smiled. &#8221;I was here a few years ago, and I bought this candle. It was so simple, so&#8230; nice.\u201d She paused. \u201cThen many months later, when a group of us went to visit the Jews in a village in Czechoslovakia, I brought it to them.\u201d Her eyes lit up. \u201dThey were very happy! They laughed and laughed. They kept saying, Havdalah, Havdalah!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>We were silent for a moment as I tried to absorb what she told me.<\/p>\n<p>But she was struggling with her own thoughts. Finally she said, \u201cThere was a Jewish cemetery in this village. It was overgrown with weeds, and much, much trash.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Silence.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWe&#8230;my group and I&#8230;we cleaned it up. We cut the grass, and cleared all the dirt out.\u201d She paused. \u201cWe swept the graves.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>A hundred different thoughts battled simultaneously in my mind. \u201cYou mean there were not enough Jewish people in the village to care for it, themselves?\u201d This time I dared to look deeply into her eyes.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo,\u201d she said, and there was nothing but an undenying sadness in her eyes. \u201cThe Jews were all dead.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes,\u201d I said, reaching across eons of hate, violence, suffering&#8230;and finally&#8230; \u201cThe Jews were all dead.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I was a little surprised, at myself. What is it inside us that allows us to open up, to look deeply into one person&#8217;s eyes, to trust one person over the other? What is it that awakens when we know someone is special? I watched as she wandered back into the store to choose candles.<\/p>\n<p>She wasn&#8217;t alive then, I thought. Yet, she had not been afraid to accept her nation&#8217;s responsibility. In the most painful, intimate of ways. She had cleaned the graves.<\/p>\n<p>Most of the German group bought candles, and I only had time to smile distractedly at her as I rang up her candles. But when the counter had cleared, she came over to me, and extended her hand. I took it in mine, and then covered it with my other.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><i>Esther Rubenstein is a freelance writer whose great love is to pull stories from her life and heart. She is usually inspired by the city and surrounding country-side of Sefat, where she has lived and raised her family for the last thirty years.<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Living in the small mountain town of Sefat, all I have to do is walk down the time-softened steps of my Old City home, and stroll around the corner&#8230; and I meet people from all over the world. 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