Denane

On the way to gan today with Nissim, I saw an old Ethiopian man walking along slowly.  As we approached him, I asked Nissim, “Can you say denane (how are you in Amharic)?”  Nissim happily repeated the word.  As we got closer to the man, I told Nissim, “When we pass the old man, tell him denane, ok?”  Nissim nodded and as we passed him, he looked up at him, smiled and said, “denane.”  The old man’s face lit up, and he said, “Boker Tov!”  After a short conversation with Nissim, we continued on our trek to gan.

One of the things I love most about Israel is how many different cultures we have here.  When things seem dark – as it does currently with our country being bombarded by rocket fire in the South yet again, and 6 incidents in the last 10 days on the Syrian border – it’s nice to focus on this beauty, or use it to teach your son how to be respectful to elders. 

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