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In this week’s prompt we are in an alleyway between two stone walls. Lights are strung across the arched entry. There are picnic tables and a bench.
Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
HANUKKAH IN WESTERBROOK
“Aviva,” said Bubbie, “what are the letters on the dreidel?”
“Noon, Gimmel, Hey, Shin,” I replied. (נ,ג,ה,ש)
“What do they stand for?”
“Nes Gadol Hayah Sham. A great miracle happened there.”
“What miracle?”
“When there was only enough oil to keep the ancient Temple Menorah lit for one day and it burned for eight.”
Bubbie brushed a tear from her withered cheek. I knew where her mind had gone.
“We were young and brave.” She shrugged. “Or maybe just foolish. Leo lit the candles on the menorah. The light gave us hope in a very dark place. A great miracle indeed.”
*Hebrew letters read from right to left.
Happy Hanukkah to those who celebrate. © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
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