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I know Maariv (the evening service, rather than the newspaper of the same name) by heart, and last night I had a dream where I was reciting Maariv. Then, as one does, I drifted awake, and took quite a long time to realise that I was in fact wide awake and reciting Maariv, and that perhaps I'd better stop. I was all the way up to Shma koleinu before I realised that we don't normally do this lying down in bed...
Beit Midrash quite empty today. Yaffa and chums learning on one side of the (very large) room.
Aaron (from the other side of the room): YAFFA! I'm part of your chevruta!
Yaffa looks perplexed.
Aaron: But I'm on the other side of the room!
Voices from the distance: Me too! And us! (etc)
And then Will broke my tiny baby mouse :(
Beit Midrash quite empty today. Yaffa and chums learning on one side of the (very large) room.
Aaron (from the other side of the room): YAFFA! I'm part of your chevruta!
Yaffa looks perplexed.
Aaron: But I'm on the other side of the room!
Voices from the distance: Me too! And us! (etc)
And then Will broke my tiny baby mouse :(