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Miriam opened the box and admired the candles inside. She felt very grand having candles that had come all the way from Eretz Yisrael

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

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M iriam Morris couldn’t wait for Chanukah. This year she was going to light her own little menorah. And Bracha, Miriam’s older sister who lived in Yerushalayim with her husband and baby, had sent her a beautiful box of colored candles as a gift.

Miriam opened the box and admired the candles inside. She felt very grand having candles that had come all the way from Eretz Yisrael. She took them out of the box and examined each color. Then she counted the candles. She got rather confused after 11, jumbling up her numbers until she decided there were so many she’d just call them a “million shkillion.”

It was after Miriam had taken the candles out of the box half a dozen times that Mommy decided immediate action was called for, if there was to be any hope of them surviving until Chanukah. “Miriam, dear, I don’t think it’s a good idea to keep doing that,” she pointed out. “Candles aren’t all that strong. They could break, and then you’d be upset.”

“But I like them sooooooooooo much,” responded Miriam. “I know, dear,” smiled Mommy. “But they’ll be a lot safer if we put them away in a high cupboard until Chanukah.”

Miriam reluctantly agreed. The candles were put away in one of the kitchen cabinets, and Miriam tried not to think about them, comforting herself by clutching her raggedy toy rabbit with the missing ear and a favorite old bit of blanket.

At last, it was Erev Chanukah. Daddy started setting up his menorah, with oil and wicks. Secretly, Miriam thought her colored candles were much prettier. Excitedly, she went to get them. Although Mommy had told her many times not to climb onto the kitchen counters, Miriam just couldn’t wait any

 

longer. Transferring her rabbit and blanket to one arm, she managed to push a chair toward the counter. She climbed onto it, and reached into the high closet. There were her candles! She grabbed the box, and started climbing back down.

She was almost back down, when she tripped over the blanket. Oh, dear! Miriam went flying. The rabbit sailed into the air with a whoosh. Miriam had no eyes for rabbits, though. She was busy clutching the box of candles for dear life.

It was no use. The force of the fall knocked the box out of her hand. It landed on the floor with a loud crash. The box burst open, and the candles smashed into pieces. Poor Miriam broke into loud wails.

Mommy came rushing to see what the matter was, followed by Moishy and his two big sisters, Leah and Chavi.

They gasped in shock at the sight of a shrieking Miriam and pieces of colored candles all over the floor.

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