The Girl with the Long Knee Socks
They said it like it was a bad word.
Like it was something to be ashamed of.
Sheltered.
It was that feeling you got when someone cursed.
And then everyone stared at you and there was an awkward silence...
It was the looks you received when your mother didn't let you go to see the musical your whole class was going to because it wasn't appropriate...
It was how they watched you when you had to leave early from the bat mitzvah party because the mixed dancing had begun...
The way they smiled at each other.
Like they knew something you didn't know.
Like they were the lucky ones.
And you were the sheltered ones.
................
Time flies by like clouds passing in the sky...
Looking back makes me think:
Yeah.
We were sheltered.
Sheltered from the premature death of childhood.
From the corruptions of hollywood.
From the mindlessness of magazines.
From the emptiness of glamour.
From the disrespect of elders.
From the disregard for others.
From the unholiness in society.
From the evils of the world.
If only I knew then what I know now.
I would have thanked my parents for every moment.
Thanks for the simple years.
For the unadulterated childhood.
For the innocence as long as it lasted.
L'chaim to the naive, sheltered, chabad girls...with the long knee socks and refreshingly happy smiles.
5 comments:
that is just so very true
it really hits home
i just wish i could go to the hebrew academy and give all the frum kids a hug...
tell them it's ok to not be cool.
it's ok to wear long socks.
not only is it ok - it's AWESOME!
Amen!
Amen to what you wrote, and to what you posted about the hebrew academy girls!
ps
Being a frum Hebrew Academy Girl, I need a hug! All of this craziness in the world is madness, just plain madness!
Baruch Hashem for being sheltered!
So true - always will remember going iceskating while the whole world went skiing. Were our mothers conspiring?
Thanks moms!
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