I HOLIDAYS THE ZIONIST ORGANIZATION OF AMERICA Metropolitan Detroit District INVITES YOU TO 4.001101° 11004 High Holidays Are Times To Reflect And Forgive OZZIE NOGG .) THE MOST EAGERLY AWAITED MUSICAL EVENT OF THE FALL SEASON PLAN NOW TO ATTEND: Sunday, November 3, 1991, 7:30 p.m. Masonic Temple Auditorium FOR RESERVATIONS PHONE 569-1515 or write to the ZIONIST ORGANIZATION OF AMERICA Zionist Cultural Center 18451 W 10 Mile Road, Southfield, MI 48075 Anne Gonte Silver, President Metro Detroit District Sidney Silverman, National President, ZOA DESIGNS U •N•L•I•M•I•T•E•D • Proudly Announces Our Expansion & Relocation in the West Bloomfield Tech Center Watch for the Grand Opening of our New Showroom Early Spring - 1992 • 3160 Haggerty Road West Bloomfield, MI 48323 (313) 624-7300 FAX 624-0354 Special to The Jewish News F or the past few weeks I've been observing my traditional pre-new year customs — wallowing in nostalgia, remembering past yontifs, thinking about people I miss, berating myself over things-I-might-have-done- differently. You know. All the introspective behaviors typical of many of us at this time of year. This year Rosh Hashanah begins at sundown on Sun. Sept. 8; Yom Kippur starts at sundown on Tues. Sept. 17. I've also been reliving my bat mitzvah, which was celebrated on a long-ago Shabbat Shuvah, the Shabbat that falls between Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur. My father was my teacher. He was a rabbi, Old-World-style, who "specialized" in teaching (at which he was a veritable Pied Piper) and in reading Torah (at which he was un- commonly gifted and skilled). When Poppa read Torah, each trop (musical symbol) was flawlessly and lovingly chanted. And his dramatic, intelligent interpretation of the text gave listeners goose- bumps, even if the listeners had zero understanding of Hebrew (which was usually the case). Having a man of this caliber as their melamed was, to young students, a scary business. Poppa tried to instill his passion for the perfect trop and his reverence for the Hebrew word in all his stu- dents. Generations of them sat at his feet, tried their best and still mangled many a munach in the process. Poppa listened to all of them and said, simply, "Again." His en- durance was legendary. I was a fidgety pupil. The trop came easily enough but the haftorah for Shabbat Shuvah, full of exhortations to renounce sin, transgression and iniquity and return to God, held little interest for me. My delivery was hurried and sloppy and Poppa said "again" with regularity. "How terrible would it be if I made a few mistakes, Pop- pa?" I asked him. "No one in the congregation will know." "If you , make a mistake, YOU will know," he said. I was only twelve and this wisdom was lost on me. Now, if my father was the Ozzie Nogg is a writer in Omaha, Ne. 24 FRIDAY, AUGUST 30, 1991 consummate teacher, my mother was the quintessen- tial seamstress. And so, of course, she made my bat mitz- vah dress. I could have worn that dress inside-out, so ex- quisitely was it lined and finished. No raw edges. No tangled threads. If a seam didn't meet my mother's standards, she simply ripped it out and sewed it again. "Why do you care so much about the inside?" I asked her. "No one is ever going to see the inside." "A dress may be beautiful on the outside," my mother replied. "But if the inside is not well made, the dress will soon fall apart. Any good tailor knows that." This wisdom was lost on me, too. My bat mitzvah, as best I can recall, went just fine. Did I make mistakes? I don't re- member for sure, but prob- ably yes. What I do know for sure is that the years since that Shabbat Shuvah have not been error-free. And so, this new year, I will again say "Al Chet" and ask atonement for my sins. The sins of pride, anger, in- gratitude, jealousy, disre- spect, laziness, etc. You know. All the sins of which most of us are typically guilty. And this Shabbat Shuvah I'll remember my bat mitzvah and the teachings of my parents. Lessons even more meaningful to my life than the words of my haftorah. I'll remember to take more care with my stitches, Ma. I'll try to tie up all those loose threads and neatly finish the seams. Sure, I'd like the out- side to be beautiful, but I'll try to give greater attention to the inside. I want this gar- ment, which is me, to wear well, after all, and not to fall apart. And yes, Poppa. I'll remem- ber that when I make a mis- take — even one that only I am aware of — it's still a mistake. I'll ask to be forgiven but this forgiveness may be the hardest to get, for it must come not from others but from myself. - "Return, oh Israel, unto the Lord your God," says the haf- torah for Shabbat Shuvah. "Say unto Him, forgive all in- iquity and accept that which is good." We should say that to one another, too. Forgive all ini- quity. Accept that which is good. In others and in our- selves. May you and yours be in- scribed for a new year of sweetness and good health. [11