Is a Jewish Get, or Divorce SO important ? Can it affect one’s whole
life, and the life of future generations? Surely not !
YESTERDAY’S CHILD
CHAPTER 1
“ The ambulance flew along the South Coast
road of Natal, its sirens screaming, its lights flashing. The stillness
and darkness of the pre-dawn hour seemed accelerate its urgency.
To the left were the occasional lights from the houses of people who could not sleep in total
darkness. To the right was the
sea, inky black against the sky. Was there the suggestion of approaching dawn?
In the ambulance lay a young woman. Her face was a dusky red, almost purple, and beads
of sweat stood out on her forehead.
She was wearing an oxygen mask, and her breathing was very heavy and labored. Next to her on the
monitor, her
heartbeat traced its unsteady way in luminous green across
the screen.
A doctor with a sense of urgency about him was adjusting her intravenous infusion, a paramedic
assisting him.
In the corner of the ambulance, seeming to almost shrink into its walls, was a
twelve-year-old boy. His face was chalk - white,
his hair blue-black in comparison. His green eyes were
wide with terror, and he kept biting
his lips to keep them from trembling
out of control.
His name was
Anthony, and the woman lying on the stretcher,
looking so different from the woman he knew as his mother, was Mrs. Sylvia Isaacson. A shiver ran through the boy. Maybe it was too late. Perhaps he should have
called the doctor sooner. His mind
went back to the evening before. Was
it only a few hours ago?
"Tony, please get me a blanket to put on top of this quilt. The weather must be changing. It has
suddenly become very cold."
Anthony frowned. He was
still perspiring from the heat of
the day, and it had been a scorcher. As far as he
was concerned, it had hardly cooled down at
all. He would certainly not be able
to sleep with anything warmer than a sheet.
Nevertheless, his mother
was shivering and coughing a little
as he went to the cupboard in the
hallway. He stood on a
chair to reach the top shelf where the blankets had been stacked at the end of the winter. He
brought one down and went
to his mother.
She smiled at him
gratefully.
"I'm sorry, Tony, I
will use it later. I don't feel so cold any more." Her face suddenly contorted into a coughing
spasm. Why was she
coughing like this?
"What's the matter,
Mum?" he asked. "Are you feeling all right?"
"Oh, it's just a bad cough, I think," she
said. "Maybe I have a
slight temperature. It's nothing important." “
……………The story continues…..
This was a book which was
written with a very definite purpose.
Published by CIS in Lakewood, New
Jersey in1992 and then again in 2002. It was an
attempt and in actual fact was a successful attempt to highlight a problem in
the Modern Day Jewish world, and to make it as real and as understandable as
possible.
It focused on, in novel form,
the importance of obtaining a ‘get’ or Jewish divorce, before the party,
especially the woman, would enter into a secomd marriage.
Because there are so many
people not yet keeping various aspects of Judaism, they do not realize the
importance of some of the motzvos and
that some of these have a very negative , devastating , serious and deep effect
on a family’s and individual person’s life.
"Anthony," said his father, a few minutes away
from his home,
"Anthony, I want to tell you that I am sorry for all kinds of things. Sheila and I have
been talking, and we realize that we gave you a very difficult time about your
commitment to Judaism.
"Now we see that
our distance from Judaism nearly caused
a tragedy for you. I hope we can rectify it. We must do something to change it. But
Anthony, I didn't know the laws about a get. I had, of course, heard of a Jewish divorce, but
I thought it was just some
traditional religious thing of no real
importance. I thought the civil
divorce was important, and there is no way I would have married your mother
without that."
They arrived at the
house and Mr. Isaacson led Ari inside. "We will have plenty of time to talk in the days
ahead. I have taken leave from work to
help you resolve the situation, full
time.
"And Anthony," he
said, "perhaps you can teach me a little
bit also. Just enough, maybe, to follow in shul.
ony," said his father, a few minutes away
from his home,
"Anthony, I want to tell you that I am sorry for all kinds of things. Sheila and I have
been talking, and we realize that we gave you a very difficult time about your
commitment to Judaism.
"Now we see that
our distance from Judaism nearly caused
a tragedy for you. I hope we can rectify it. We must do something to change it. But
Anthony, I didn't know the laws about a get. I had, of course, heard of a Jewish divorce, but
I thought it was just some
traditional religious thing of no real
importance. I thought the civil
divorce was important, and there is no way I would have married your mother
without that."
They arrived at the
house and Mr. Isaacson led Ari inside. "We will have plenty of time to talk in the days
ahead. I have taken leave from work to
help you resolve the situation, full
time.
"And Anthony," he
said, "perhaps you can teach me a little
bit also. Just enough, maybe, to follow in shul.
However this book was becoming very difficult
to obtain especially in paperback and I republished it with an Independant
Publishing Platform (Create Space.com) and on Jewish ebooks.com and on Amazon
Kindle.
I felt
it could "not be ‘allowed’ to go out of
print and is now freely available
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