By M. M. S.
Most people think that the order of priority in the world is Midaber, Chai, Tzomayach, Domem, and then Bochur. Yep. Down there at the bottom.
For some reason, bochurim are looked at as smelly dirty people that are meant to help you do Mitzvos, and the rest of the time they’re kept busy learning.
Why is it that when you need a minyan, you think of bochurim?
Why is it that when you need a crowd by your Simcha, you think of bochurim?
Why is it that when something is damaged or broken, you think of bochurim?
Why is it that when you need clowns at your Chabad House, you think of bochurim?
Why is it that when you need somebody to tutor your son, you think of bochurim?
Why is it that when the Mikvah is dirty, you think of bochurim?
Yes, bochurim sometimes act like wild teenagers, but that doesn’t mean that we’re animals. After dancing for an hour and a half at a recent wedding, why am I told to “continue dancing and water will be out in a half hour”?
Did I lose my rights to be treated normally just because I’m currently a statistic in a Yeshiva? I understand why you don’t invite me to the actual meal at the wedding, but at least offer us something.
Every wedding has a table for the tzedaka collectors, how about a table for hungry bochurim too – especially after we’ve been transported in to dance away.
Don’t get me wrong, of course we’re happy to come help you out at your Chabad House program, stand outside for hours, or dance at simchas, but we would greately appreciate it if you would appreciate us too.