How to inspire our children, rule two.

Well, let me talk about my own late parents of blessed memory.

My late father, blessed memory, left school at the age of 14.

He came to Britain as an immigrant from Poland. The family was poor. He had to leave school to

help earn a living to support the family. And so he never really had an education, not secular, not Jewish.

My mother of Blessed Memory loved school

at the age of 16, really, because Jewish girls in those days were not expected to go on

to higher education, so they never really had an education. And yet all of us, their four boys,

went on to Cambridge University and did reasonably well, and we stayed

from and, you know, I became a rabbi and so on. How did it happen? And the short answer

is this. It was nothing my late parents said. It's what they were.

There were Asre Yusveh Vesachah.

When they went to Shul, I saw my dad, my mom feel this is where we belong.

They love dovning.

My mother used to make the kid issues.

My father just felt at home in Shul.

They were Asre Ha'am Shih Khahal. The mere fact that they were Jewish

gave them pride. My dad had very little to be proud of and yet he was a Jew, he walked tall.

And that was what made an impact on all four of us.

Diyal She asked a very simple question about the Shema.

It says,

Vashinantam to van Hechah,

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