
Join The Conversation With Mishpacha's Weekly Newsletter
Hey. I’m Benny Bear. I think you’ve met my brother Nonny and my sister Ahuva. I’m the best Bear of all. I don’t mean to brag. I guess I’m the best in certain ways and Nonny and Ahuva have their areas too. But I’m definitely the biggest Bear in this family, other than Gavriel Farber. But Gavriel is a Farber and not a Bear, so even though sometimes he feels like a part of our family, fact is he’s not.
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
I’m in eighth grade and I suppose that makes me some sort of big shot. That’s what Nonny thinks. I do really well in school and I have a lot of friends and I always hear my mother telling people on the phone that I’m “sought after by all the kids,” whatever that means.
Do I really think I’m the best?
I’m going to say the next line with very tiny letters, because if I say it any bigger than that, somebody might hear.
No.
But you see, when you’ve got a brother like Nonny, and he looks at you like you’re the sun and the moon and the stars all put together — well, it can kinda scare you into thinking you have to do everything right.
Allow me to illustrate with a story.
It all began about two weeks ago.
To read more, subscribe to Mishpacha in print