By a Shliach
The Kinus has always been the highlight of a Shliach’s year. It’s a time when we can connect, meet old chaveirim, and draw chayus for our shlichus. Even more than what we gain at the kinus, is the experience our children, the Yaldie Hashluchim, have.
Our children don’t always go to Lubavitcher yeshivos, many learn in the online school, with no frum children in their cities to socialize with at all! They may not have friends to play with on Shabbos, experience davening with a minyan, or have men’s mikvah in town to visit.
We, who grew up in the luxuries of big city Jewish life, have chosen to commit ourselves to the Rebbe’s Shlichus with such mesirus nefesh. Our children didn’t have that choice, they were born into it . . . And yet it is their dedication that inspires us! Still, the Kinus has always been a chance to give our children a taste of all those things that they miss. We owe a big Yasher Koach to Rabbis Gedalya Shemtov, Moishe Pinson and all of the Shluchim Office staff for their hard word, as well the residents of Crown Heights who open their homes to us.
Let me share an experience I had while at the Kinus this year. Thursday morning, my son Mendel got a Chasidishe treat – he could go to the mikvah. A mikvah was charging shluchim only $1 instead of their regular $3 in honor of the Kinus, so off we went…
Only after arriving at the mikvah did I learn that special rate was only good before 9:00 am. It was 9:02. The man at the door looked at his watch and informed us that we’d need to pay the full $6 to enter. I only had $4 and, try as I might, I could not sway him to make any exceptions.
Looking at my face, Mendy asked if this meant we can’t go. How could I disappoint him? Walking back to where we were staying wasn’t an option and letting Mendy in while I stayed outside was out as well – I’m a strong believer in NOT letting our children go to the mikvah without parental supervision.
Suddenly, as if from nowhere, Avraham Fried approached the mikvah guy and gave him an extra $2. Mendy was able to toivel in the mikvah.
Thank you Avremel! The lesson you taught my son is one that goes well beyond a mere two dollars or the mikvah itself. You showed my Mendy that Chasidim truly are Ein Mishpacha. In your simple act of kindness, you encapsulated why we come to Crown Heights – to give our children a Chasidishe gefil.
Though your act of kindness was done without thought of compensation or for public recognition, I still want to be makir tov. You have no idea of who I am. You acted simply as a true Chasid should – teaching my son a lesson that goes beyond words.
An Anonymous Shliach