Chana and Yehudis hurried downstairs and watched as Yehudis’s mother said the blessing over the Shabbos candles. How beautiful the candles looked in their shiny silver candlesticks, with their bright flames flickering. |
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And how warm, clean, bright, and Shabbosdik the whole house was! Soon Yehudis’s brother and father would come
downstairs to go to shul…and…suddenly Chana burst into tears. But Chana was crying and crying, until she finally said through her sobs… |
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