I taught 4 units of Berlitz lessons this morning: 9:30-11:00 and 11:30-1:00.
I ate at home because I my car had a flat tire. The guys finally came to change it and put the low-mileage spare on at about 6:00 p.m.
In the evening, my friend, Meir, and I made Shabbat by lighting candles, sipping a bit of wine, and eating a little challah.
צדיק כתמר יפרח, כארז בלבנון ישגה
שתולים בבית יי, בחצרות אלהינו יפריחו
עוד ינובון בשיבה, דשנים ורעננים יהיו
להגיד כי-ישר יי, צורי, ולא-עולתה בו
A righteous person will be fruitful like dates, will grow tall like a cedar in Lebanon.
Planted in the house of the Eternal, in the courts of our Divine One they will flourish.
Still in old age they will be renewed, like fresh green lawns will they be,
To tell that the Eternal one is honest, my Rock, in whom there is no evil.
[from Psalm 92, a song for the day of Shabbat]
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