I really ought to bring a "yetzer haraa bag" to work.  That's my solution to the distractions stealing my students' attention from my  ....ok, not always the most interesting... English lessons.

The big problem is the cellphone.  You'd think these teenage boys were top surgeons or rescue experts, the way they insist on being able to answer the phones during the lessons.  I've tried all sorts of tricks, threats and punishments.  Sometimes after a lesson I'd drop a few phones in the office, hoping the principal would punish the little darlings.

But now I have a totally new technique.  I offer to take their "yetzer haraa" out of their hands for the lesson, no punishment, just for their protection.  It would be nice to have a nice bag which a could take around the room and smiling sweetly, offer to do them a favor and take care of their phones, Driving "Theory" booklets and whatever ever else is drawing their minds away from my lesson.  I'm sure that starting the lesson with such a pleasant routine would increase their concentration.

I think we could all use a "yetzer haraa bag" to keep temptation away.

Actually, I'd love to give one to US President Bush.  Now think about it.  Are things going all that great in the USA?  The dollar has dropped and is at par with the Canadian one.  Medical care is outrageously, unhealthily expensive.  And what's Bush's, and many of his recent predecessors' great yetzer haraa?  Making "peace" in the Middle East.  Why doesn't he do something constructive for his own people?

Honestly, there's nothing more dangerous for us Israelis than "peace talks."  They increase terrorism.  Besides that, peace, true peace, won't/can't be achieved by Israel's trying to be nice and giving the terrorists our Land.  Peace isn't a product that can be bought.  True peace comes from G-d.

"Hu Oseh Shalom"  G-d Makes Peace.

Shavua Tov

*evil inclination

Baruch Hashem!

A first grandson after two granddaughters!  We had three daughters before our two sons were born.  They should all be healthy.

"Nu?  What?  No politics?" You ask. "But this is Arutz 7!"

Well, here in the eye of the storm, where our every breath is a political statement, adding another Jewish soul to the world, celebrating G-d's miracles is considered political.

The nearby Arabs are building mansions, and we're condemned for planting trees.  Foreign "peace" volunteers and dangerously perverse-thinking Israelis think nothing of destroying anything Jewish.

But we know we will win in the end.  The question is... when will what be?  So we celebrate G-d's miracles.

Shabbat Shalom and Chodesh Tov

Trying to get to work is not easy.

Yesterday I spent almost half an hour at Givat Asaf, the T Junction to Beit El.  Lots of cars went by.  Arab cars filled with well-dressed people. UN cars and even Pseudistinian-flagged cars. They were off to Ramallah, not Beit El.  Most probably UK's Blair, the busy-body also passed me by.

I'm sure they didn't pay me much attention.  I'm this grandmother with a blue bag on wheels.  I'm the English teacher going to work.

How is it in the eye of the storm?  The eye of the storm is quiet, busy with everyday concerns.

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