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| The Melamed |
| The Melamed (1938) There were plenty of Melamdim in my shtetl They lived peacefully, never fighting. There were also children to teach But there was nobody to pay [salary] Poverty hung on them like a stone, They goad him, they press him, and he does not want to leave them. Motele and his brother came to learn in the midst of day, He immediately gave him a book: Speak out, Motele. Motele!? When will you bring me money? I am fed up with my whole life. Motele, frightened, answered his teacher: My mother will get money this week. Tell Motele, tell, is this not a lie? My mother said that you will get a nice sum of zlates With these, Motele, I will buy my children long coats. Motele and the Rabbi have a debate, Motele and his brother don't have a father. The Rabbi poses before Motelel a question: Who do you have in America, who helps you out? An uncle, Rabbi, my mother's brother, May he be blessed with health, A good person, God bless him. Esther Bulkin |
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