Olivia M

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LEAH

"Score! Italy scores again".

I'm always watching soccer. I guess its like my favorite sport or something.

"Leah, come in for dinner". Thats my mom, she gets all nervous that I will never turn off the T.V. But tonight I had to. It was Shabbat dinner and my dad was coming home early from work. My mom stayed home all day just to make dinner. On Shabbat no matter what or where you are we have to celebrate it.

My mom put dinner on the table and lit the candles.

"Barooh ata adoni elohanu meleh haolam ashar kiddishanu bomitzvotav vitzyvanu lihadliknar shell Shabbat," we sang. We do that every Friday night. I guess its a tradition.

Over the weekend when I usually go to the soccer fields to play soccer, I found a garden. It was beautiful and had so many colors. I saw so many different kinds of people tending their gardens. It made me think of Israelis back in Israel tending their gardens of pomagranites and figs so instead of going to the soccer fields I wentto the store and bought some pomagranite and fig seeds for my patch of the garden. The next day after school I went to my garden and checked on my pomagranites and figs. That day the principal had announced that there would be soccer tryouts that Friday. I wanted to tryout so badly but they were on Friday, Shabbat.

That day I met this nice man in the garden, his name was Sam. He was also jewish. He celebrated all the jewish holidays, including Shabbat. He knew what I was going through because when he was a kid he went through the same thing but for baseball. He told me to go to tryouts and if I made the team just to tell my parents when they are calm and relaxed.

So I did, I went to tryouts that Friday. At the end of tryouts the best words came out of the coaches mouth when announcing who was on the team.

"Leah, Sally, Grace, congratulations, you made the team". I was so happy and on my way home I picked some pomagranites and figs. My parents asked me where I had been and everything went silent. I gave my parents the pomagranites and figs and told them. They were so surprised but happy that I was happy. They told me that I could be on the team as long as I was home for Shabbat dinner. I was the happiest girl in the whole world.