What a day I had today!
There used to be a comedian in England who would always start off her performance with”Oh, what a day I had today” So that’s how I feel today. However not for negative reasons, rather the contrary.
It started this morning with my appearance on Channel 13’s morning show, hosted by Avri Gilad.
Liran my wonderful Life Dance instructor was invited to the show, to talk about the fact that dance is not just a pastime, but can be therapeutic too.She took me along, because I am an elderly woman, who dances with her group twice a week at Beit Frankfurt, the community centre near to my home.I had told Liran before hand, that she should not worry about putting on make-up at the crack of dawn, since I was sure that a make up artist would be at hand. However I was wrong!Fortunately she had applied make up I had hardly any on. There was no mention of a touch up although she had been advised to bring her cosmetics with her! Having said that, I must point out that Liran is a natural beauty and young !
We arrived early at the studio not knowing that I would be asked to join in the excersize class, which Avri conducts every morning.I have to admit that I had indeed heard about his class although, I had not participated since I rarely open the TV in the morning. Even so I concurred with his suggestion, joining him and his stunning assistant.
After clips were shown of our Life Dance dance sessions we were asked to sit and join in the discussion about the value of dance.
On the way out we grabbed a quick coffee and dashed back to the studio to join the other members of our class who were eagerly awaiting our return.
It seems that Avri Gilad has a lot of followers, for as soon as we both reconnected our mobiles,we received endless responses to the show.
It was a bit of fun I must admit and look forward to meeting the new dance class mates soon.
On my way home, I came across of group of delightful children aged two to three years old.They were sitting in a circle their little faces eagerly turned towards Mina their kindergarten teacher. She was explaining to them who Chaim Nachman Bialik was. He had written the words to the song which she was teaching them. I was so impressed that I asked if I could tell them about the street in Tel Aviv named for him and the house there, in which he had once lived. Then she told me that they also learn the songs of Naomi Shemer and I suggested they ask their parents to take them to Kinnereth, to visit the place where she grew up.
I hope that one day whoever teaches those kids literature or whatever, will complete what this kindergarten teacher has started by opening their minds in a way that will always be of benefit to their future.
My middle son Anthony hated school, but he loved one teacher whose name was Hagit Gur Arie.
It was she who taught him Tanach (the Hebrew Bible)
