So began my day, and so it followed. I was late to Rabbi Auman's class and therefore was wearing a very entertaining outfit (picture light purple pajama pants, a green skirt and a Wicked sweatshirt.) I had thrown a black coat over this and walked into the elevator only to find...Rabbi Auman!
- "Good morning!" says he.
"Good morning!" I say brightly. "Am I late?"
"You are late- and so am I!"
I beam. "Great, so the one day I decide to be late, you are, too- I'm very excited about this!"
Rabbi Auman turns to the elevator at large. "Isn't she great to have in a class?"
Firstly, my friend looks at my attire and says "It's a celebration of winter and sleep deprivation." I thought that was classic.
Then, Rabbi Auman presents the rationalist point of view quite strongly (i.e. everything supernatural is sheer and utter nonsense, etc. What they called Sheidim we now call germs. I am pro-Midrashim and anti-Segulos, so we somewhat agree...) I argue with him about this, and he informs me that he has several strikes against him. He's yekke and his teachers were litvaks and therefore "ice-water runs in my veins." I inform him that he "sucks all the color out of everything" and accuse him of having "vampiric tendencies." Rabbi Auman laughs.
In the course of the discussion, we somehow come upon the fact that he likes chocolate. I am triumphant.
Rabbi Auman: "Brown?"
Chana: "I have flying carpets and Asmodeus; you have (scornfully) chocolate!"
Rabbi Auman: "There's no contest, chocolate wins." It was a highly entertaining class.
English class was even better; I declaimed a poem and wrote one in 30 seconds (oh, the brilliance of me!) We had to use certain words. Here it is:
She flinches as she looks in the mirror
Glittering secrets hidden within
Her last suffering, the way of all flesh
Beneath the burdens of life crushed
Her soul floats, little ghost fragments.
Hurrah for the ridiculous!