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I was born in America, yet I consider myself a refugee. As a young adult, I fled the secular world for one truer to my soul. Although I am forever grateful for that decision, I sometimes feel like a woman without a country. No matter how hard I try to segue into frum culture, I remain the immigrant whose \u201caccent\u201d gives me away every time. I am the master of the BT (ba\u2019al teshuvah) faux pas. I cringe when I remember my first innocent \u201cmisunderstanding.\u201d<\/p>\n

I moved to Manhattan from the suburbs with an interest in exploring Judaism. After several failed tries, I found a synagogue I liked. The shul\u2019s twenty-something contingent spotted me and quickly took me in.<\/p>\n

They asked me if I\u2019d like to join them for Shabbos dinner. Still not sure what Shabbos was, I definitely knew dinner and readily accepted. As soon as we sat down, someone announced, \u201cLet\u2019s wash!\u201d Wash? The entire group formed a line at the sink. The women removed their rings and placed them between their lips.<\/p>\n

After everyone returned to the table, I asked one of the guests about the washing and the ring thing, but she ignored me. Everyone ignored me. They just stared at the host who was lifting two loaves of bread into the air and spoke to them (the loaves) in a foreign language.<\/p>\n

Upon consuming her first bite of challah, the woman next to me politely whispered, \u201cI think you should try the Beginners Service on the Upper West Side.\u201d<\/p>\n

As I continued to hang out with my new friends, the texture of my Saturdays began to change. Just when I thought I had Shabbos down, my new friends invited me to an \u201coneg\u201d that was to take place at the home of a young couple the following Friday evening. I assumed it meant a festive dinner and arrived at the Feinmans\u2019 home shortly after candle lighting. I was taken aback by Mrs. Feinman\u2019s obvious surprise when she greeted me at her door. She wished me \u201cGood Shabbos\u201d and asked me if I perhaps needed something. \u201cNo thank you; I\u2019ll wait until the meal,\u201d I said as I walked in.<\/p>\n

I eyed the elegant Shabbos table\u2013set for two. Had I mixed up the date? We groped for conversation; I hoped my friends would arrive soon. Her husband returned from shul, greeted his wife and seemed puzzled by my presence. She motioned for him to come into the kitchen. He promptly reappeared with a plate and utensils, and placed them before me.<\/p>\n

Mr. Feinman recited Kiddush, we washed, and the meal began. Something was off. Where were my friends? They arrived two uncomfortable hours later. So much for my oneg! Would someone please give me a dictionary?!<\/p>\n

Although, I still say hashgachah when I mean hashkafah and hashkamah when I mean haskamah, with each shomer Shabbos year, my frum vocabulary definitely improves.<\/p>\n

My grasp of the nuances of halachah and minhagim is another story. Pesach came around, and my group of friends organized a Shabbos meal. I was to prepare the salad. I excitedly bought a variety of fresh vegetables, knowing my dish would be sampled first. The shul rabbi joined our gathering. Feeling that I had truly arrived, I proudly watched him dig into his salad. He stopped mid-bite.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat is this?\u201d he asked. \u201cAre these green beans?\u201d I assumed the rabbi didn\u2019t care for green beans or maybe he was allergic. Yikes. But everyone stopped eating my salad.<\/p>\n

My subtle introduction to the concept of kitniyos.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s heartening to know I have lots of BT landsmen out there. A fellow \u201cforeigner\u201d has her own stories to tell. While at her neighbor\u2019s Shabbos table, one of the guests noted a portrait of an illustrious rav displayed on the dining room wall. \u201cHe was such a great talmid chacham,\u201d said the host. \u201cThey summoned him from Europe to the States to serve as the mashgiach of a very prominent yeshivah.\u201d Confused, my friend thought: If he was such a brilliant scholar, what was he doing checking lettuce in the kitchen? Why wasn\u2019t he delivering the top shiur at a yeshivah?<\/p>\n

As embarrassing as they are, BT faux pas can also bring out the best in the FFBs (Frum From Birth). Years ago, the Zuckers, a middle-aged frum couple I had befriended, invited me to an Orthodox organizational dinner. I gladly accepted and put on my swankiest pantsuit. Upon entering the dining hall, I realized the only other people in the room wearing pants were men; I took little consolation in the fact that we\u2019d be sitting at a table most of the evening.<\/p>\n

After the first speaker concluded, a woman sitting across from me threw a transparent inquiry my way. \u201cWhere are you from?\u201d Exposed as an interloper, I, red-faced, longed to join my pants under the table. Mr. Zucker piped up, \u201cYou didn\u2019t know? This is our daughter.\u201d To the woman\u2019s shock, Mrs. Zucker, my new \u201cmom,\u201d put her arm around me and kissed my cheek to accentuate the point.<\/p>\n

Truth is, the Zuckers were right. Accent and all, I am a full-fledged member of the chumrah\u2013I mean chevrah!<\/p>\n

\n

Bayla Sheva Brenner is senior writer in the OU Communications and Marketing Department.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

For the new-to-Orthodoxy, bloopers are a (hopefully temporary) part of life. Returnee comrades: You’re not alone.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":46,"featured_media":14792,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"_cloudinary_featured_overwrite":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[85],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13619","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-inspiration"],"yoast_head":"\nConfessions of a B.T. Emigre - OU Life<\/title>\n<meta name=\"description\" content=\"No matter how hard I try to segue into frum culture, I remain the immigrant whose \u201caccent\u201d gives me away every time. 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