Shavuot is approaching, but Gitele and Yankl have no money to buy ingredients for blintzes. So they come up with a plan. Every day, they'll each put a coin into the empty trunk. By Shvuot, they should have enough coins to buy the ingredients.
But will they be able to stick to their plan and provide their family with delicious blintzes for Shavuot?
About the Author
Judy Goldman was born in Mexico City, where she was brought up speaking Spanish and English. She has published over 40 books in Mexico, the United States, Colombia, Brazil, and Germany.
Susan Batori lives in Budapest, Hungary with her soul mate, Robert, and with her cat, Kamilla. She studied graphic design at the Hungarian Academy of Fine Arts, Budapest.
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Kopecks for Blintzes
By Judy Goldman, Susan Batori
Kar-Ben PublishingCopyright © 2016 Judy Goldman
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Chelm was a small town like many in Poland, except for two very important differences.
The first was that the townspeople there were so foolish that they all believed they were the wisest people on the earth.
The second was that they had Thirteen Commandments instead of the usual Ten.
This is the tale of how they received three extra Commandments.
One evening Yankl and his wife Gitele were sitting in their tiny, slanted house at the top of the steepest hill in Chelm. All was quiet. Their many sons and daughters were asleep.
Yankl sighed deeply.
Gitele asked, "What's wrong?"
Yankl said, "In a couple of weeks it will be Shavuot. Everyone will celebrate Moses receiving the Ten Commandments. Just this morning, the rabbi reminded us that, because the Torah and the Commandments are sweet on the tongue, on Shavuot we should eat food prepared with milk and honey. That means blintzes! But we cannot afford ingredients for blintzes."
This was true. Yankl earned very little as a melamed, a teacher, and with so many children to clothe and feed, he and Gitele had little to spare.
Gitele sighed too. "If only we had a few coins. Then I would make the best blintzes!"
They sat lost in thought, imagining blintzes stuffed with cheese, smothered in sour cream, and dripping with honey or strawberry preserves.
Suddenly, Yankl jumped up. "I know what we can do!" he cried. "Remember that old trunk that my great-aunt Fruma gave us as a wedding gift?"
Gitele wrinkled her nose. "Who could forget it? It's so big and awful that it's been in the backyard since she gave it to us."
"That old trunk is going to solve our problem," said Yankl.
They ran to the backyard. Yankl examined the ugly, dirty trunk from all angles. Then he told Gitele his idea. "I'll make a small hole in the top of the trunk. Every day we'll each drop in a kopeck. In a couple of weeks, we'll open the trunk and use the coins to buy ingredients for blintzes!"
Gitele clapped her hands. "What an excellent plan! Yankl, you are one of the wisest men in this town."
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