Rachel has always had a strong feeling for Judaism, for reasons I don't quite understand. The other day she said to me, "I wish I could wave a wand and make everyone Jewish!" Other times she's said she feels uncomfortable around people who are Christian.
When we were walking home from school on Wednesday, she told me that "people think I'm weird because I'm Jewish."
"What do they say?" I asked carefully. (inside I was groaning, great, we live in the South now, and she's becoming more aware of these things, and, really, does it have to start this early??)
She didn't reply. instead, I told her that Judaism is the oldest religion there is, and that, in fact, Jews are special because we're the "chosen people."
She really seemed to like that idea of exclusivity. Today, when we were in the District, we visited a statue of Albert Einsten. "He's Jewish!" I said proudly. "He's one of the chosen!" she said back.
Hopefully that will keep her for a while, until she makes friends at the synagogue and decides that being Jewish is cool.
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