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Jewish World Review Oct. 12, 1999 / 2 Mar-Cheshvan, 5760

Dial 1-800-SOLVE-A-PROBLEM


By Susan R. Weintrob


http://www.jewishworldreview.com -- MY SON needed a new mattress for the upper level of his bunk bed. Quite frankly, I hated going out after work and coming back to the chore of finding a parking place. Living in the suburbs for most of my life did not prepare me for the great New York parking space hunt. Like a lion stalking its prey, I have learned to prowl the streets and spring into a spot, daring any other car to enter my territory.

So, I have to admit, I kept putting the mattress shopping off until company arriving from England forced me into action.

I was quite delighted to have a friend tell me I could shop for a mattress on the phone. "Just dial 1-800….." I was skeptical. But the thought of an evening at home without searching for a parking spot encouraged me to call and order. Within three hours, a new mattress was on my son's bed and the old one hauled away. I had a guarantee in my hands and a happy son. What could be easier?


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Why couldn't life be more like that, I mused? Just call up 1-800-SOLVE-A-PROBLEM. I could solve anything.

Having just relocated last year, I know all about the trauma of moving to a new community where you know few people and fewer places to shop. Wouldn't it have been nice to dial this 1-800 number and press "h" for help needed. Press the number of people you need to show up to unpack your boxes, cook your meals, clean your house, do your errands and listen to you complain. Then when you are all organized, these individuals return to the magic 1-800land, and you haven't imposed on anyone.

What about the scholarship money my and other yeshivas desperately need? What about those children we turn away because their families can't afford the tuition? I could dial up my 1-800 number and the pre-recorded message would state, "What is your problem please?" I would press "m" for money. The message would then ask me to press the amount needed. I would press, let's say, $1,000,000. The message would then state, "This money has been forwarded to your bank account. You may access it instantly." What a mechayah! Who would need the endless hours of fundraising necessary to run a private institution?

I remember when I was a child, I loved reading magic stories. Some of these stories highlighted heroes who could solve problems or talismen, which fulfilled wishes. There were stories of time travel, which enabled the heroes to put the world into a peaceful and unfragmented state.

There are few of us who wouldn't wish for a few small miracles in our everyday lives.

I look back on some stressful situations in my own life. How did I get through them without this 1-800 number?

Last year, I assumed the position of General Studies Principal of a yeshiva. The classrooms needed much updating. Where would we get such funding? A man stepped forward from the community, gave us money for a new computer lab and then offered to match any funds given over the summer to help buy new classroom furniture. What is more, he has insisted on remaining anonymous.

Dial 1-800-…..



Several years ago, my family was driving back to Muncie, Indiana (our former home) from Indianapolis one stormy night. A holiday had just ended and we were making the 60-mile trip from the nearest Orthodox synagogue. We saw an object in the road ahead of us and my husband swerved to avoid it. We went off the road onto a grassy incline that separated the highway lanes. We could not get the car back up onto the road. (These were the days before cell phones.) We were all dressed up and the traffic on this rainy night was sparse. We thought we might have to sit there for hours. Suddenly, a car pulled up. Two young men jumped out of the car and towed us up to the road. We thanked them profusely and offered to give them money. They refused. "Just help someone else when you're able. That's repayment enough."

That is the secret of the 1-800-SOLVE-A-PROBLEM.

During this season, we think about how we can better our own souls. One of the best ways is to help others, whether a family member, someone you met at your job or a total stranger. The action may be planned or spontaneous. You may never be thanked by the person you helped -or the action may turn out to be a major part of both of your lives.

Several popular books on the market tell us about good things that people do for each other. One reason for their success is that, living in fragmented communities, we search for friendliness and support that many feel existed in communities of their youth.

We must remember that location has little to do with good deeds. The only place that we need to search for these acts of goodness is within ourselves. The more we give to others, the more we receive. That doesn't mean that we will win the next lottery because we helped someone across the street. But it does mean that we grow as people.

For many years when I still lived in Indiana, I taught Holocaust Literature at Ball State University. I read about many heroic acts of individuals during this dark time. One person that continues to stand out in my mind is from Primo Levi's Survival in Auschwitz. Levi, a Jew caught working with an Italian partisan group, is shipped to Auschwitz. After a short time, this gentle intellectual began to despair. Worse for him than the physical torments, was the degradation he felt as a person.

Employed outside of the camp in one of the many industries using slave labor, he encountered Lorenzo, a fellow Italian and a Christian, who was a civilian laborer. Lorenzo had more freedom than Levi and was able to slip Levi a slice of bread and part of his rations each day for six months. Levi wrote that Lorenzo did this without the sense that he did anything heroic. He did it because he "was good and simple and did not think that one did good for a reward."

Crediting him with saving his life, Levi wrote that Lorenzo reminded him daily, through his humanity, that he was still a human being and that life was worth living.

We may never achieve such heroism in our daily lives but we may be surprised at how much we help others with small gestures or words of comfort. When we befriend others, we find that we don't need front porches or neighborhood grocery stores to keep us in touch with those around us. We don't even need a magic 1-800 number.

What we do need to do is to reach out. Helping others may turn out to be the greatest gift we can give ourselves.


JWR contributor Susan R. Weintrob is the principal of the Yeshiva of Manhattan Beach in Brooklyn, NY. Send your comments to her by clicking here.



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