After a recent chance meeting thanks to Hashgacha Protis, a former student writes to his Chabad teacher who taught him in a Chabad school in the early 80’s:
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Hello Rabbi Eisenberg,
It was such a pleasure reconnecting and spending some time on the phone with you yesterday. It is hard to believe that it has been 31 years since I was your student. What you did for me changed my life and to a great degree, the life of my sons.
Nearly 31 years ago I was set to graduate elementary school and a few months later turn Bar Mitzvah. While at school I used what I would call a Tefillin starter-kit” to Daaven. Occasionally you would ask me if I was going to get my own set of Tefillin when I become Bar Mitzvah. I answered you with a smile, a shoulder shrug and moved on to a different conversation. Then one day after Daavening you called me over, I knew I wasn’t in trouble because I was not that type of student. You asked me again if I was going to have my own set of Tefillin. I answered very honestly that my family was not in a position to purchase me my own Tefillin.
Then you did the unthinkable, you took out a brand new pair of Tefillin, handed it to me and said it was mine.
I told you right there and then that we couldn’t afford to purchase them. You said that if I promised to put on the Tefillin from now on there would be no cost to me.
Rabbi, I want you to know that I kept that promise and have been putting on that pair of Tefillin for 31 years! I don’t know what you saw in me, you certainly could have given the Tefillin to anyone of my other classmates. Even though I am from a family who are observant, and grandparents who are Holocaust survivors, I was never compelled to Daaven. But because of what you did, I felt inspired to continue my religious obligations, and by default, continue my family’s tradition.
Now, 31 years later, my step-son and my younger son put on Teffilin every day. L’Ddor V’Dor – from generation to generation. In fact, my stepson who plays college football and is one of the few, if not only, Jewish boys on his team puts on Tefillin. I didn’t force him to do so, I can only say it is because of the impact that you had on me that he now wants to continue that himself.
Rabbi, I can only say THANK YOU. Again, I don’t know why you chose to give me the Tefillin, but I thank you for doing so. My life, and my life as a Jewish man, is better because of this. May G-d give you the strength to continue and inspire, impact and connect Jewish souls to our beautiful religion, culture and community.
Regards,
I am a 74 year old Noahide lady.
I just love reading all these wonderful things.
Hashem, bless you all and all others too.
Anon
I remember him as the best Rebbe of our “Cholim” class. We were the biggest trouble makers in yeshiva and he was given our class of misfits. He was fund, earnest, and we actually learnt something.
Remember the story of the 9th man on the team that Moshe Yess sang? Rabbi Eisenberg was that rebbe!
Member of Cholim class ’88
Rabbi Eisenberg had a way of doing out of the box things that have tremendous impacts on all levels. He knew how to get each of us (and we were a colorful group) into what was going on in the class.
A talmid
Lovely lovely words.
Ty
ty so much for sharing this story
Wow-Amazing what one person can accomplish with one not-so=simple act-There are many lessons we can all learn from this.I had tears in my eyes as I read this.
Shmuel Eisenberg (Sam) is a Tzaddik in the full sense of the word. I know him for many many years. Does his magic with humility and dedication to any Jew, no matter who. I’m sure there are dozens such unknown stories due to his kindness and Yiddishe heart.
May the One Above continue to repay him in the fullest measure.
FL
Lovely