The carp, the one with a bright future in Moroccan sauce, sent me a wink from the shopping cart.
Calm down, ma'am, he whispered.
Like all the people of Israel, I began with a fever in preparation for the holiday.
Running around between stores and food chains, looking for clothes for the kids and also for their mom, and beets and carrots and honey.
In between I popped into the pharmacy, not only for a pill to soothe the headache syndrome: late August-early September that falls on the holidays, but also to purchase these annoying nose-tickling markers.
Yes, I have purchased some home corona test kits to have at home, to be continued.
Our two little ones, those under vaccinated, came out of isolation earlier this week.
Not the first in this freedom.
At the end of isolation with a negative corona test in hand, they were given a 72-hour green mark.
Before the pool and Superland we went to visit my 92-year-old grandmother, to wish her a happy new year and to laugh at the fine sense of humor that troubles and years have not dulled.
On the eve of the Tishrei holidays last year we were besieged between closures, and we were forbidden to visit Grandma.
The corona is still raging, wearing and changing shape and varieties, but the world has realized that it is here for a few more years and needs to be lived with.
Besieged and lonely old men, for example, it is not alive.
Need to be very careful, get vaccinated in the third for sure, but keep visiting them, allow them to live.
Even zombies in front of this zoom screen do not live.
Still, until Wednesday morning we were debating whether to send the Hildods to the study frameworks.
Who wants isolated children who can not hear the shofar in a synagogue and not sit at the holiday table?
With great apprehension we sent them to class after they (like most students) did a home corona test using an assessment distributed by the Ministry of Education.
And now, what's next?
After being exposed to many children at school and on shuttles, will we allow them to enter the enclosed space in the synagogue where there is a large crowd?
Will we put them on holiday next to grandparents?
The mask that can be eaten through has not yet been invented.
This is exactly what home tests are for those who cannot be vaccinated for a third time.
A little tickle in the nose, before going out for prayer or sitting at the holiday table.
This way we can wink back at the top of the fish on the plate, out of a sense of calm and knowing that we have made our efforts.
I am not an expert on Corona, and like many in the State of Israel, government policy confuses me as well.
Lots of statements, verified numbers and false dead, but a decision in principle not to impose a closure.
It is possible to disagree with the policy, it is possible to agree with it, but it must not be taken lightly.
Ultimately, each of us has a direct and personal responsibility for his actions and choices.
You can pray for a good year, you can ask us not to throw us away in old age, you can beg our Father, our King, to remove from us every disease and epidemic and a bad hit. But it is impossible to give up the efforts of each and every one of us to protect ourselves and preserve the lives of others.