The Jewish Chronicle

Say hello from the other side

- Erica Brown The Community, Al Chet’s Al Chet

person and communicat­e affection or disdain, curiosity or dismissive­ness.

Think about a cocktail party when you were snubbed by someone who simply couldn’t be bothered. Worse, think about how often this happens in Jewish settings: synagogues, community centres, schools. And in relationsh­ips where there is real history, one wrong non-verbal gesture, even unintentio­nal — a smirk, a shrug, a failure to make eye contact — can send a relationsh­ip into a tailspin.

We all do it. We greet people we already know. We turn up the charm to people we need or like and pay little attention to strangers. Before the High Holy Day season some years ago, I found myself in the American south helping a group of rabbis prepare sermons for the season.

I asked each of them to write down in the Yom Kippur framework of the — our sin confession­al — three profession­al struggles they faced. One rabbi wrote this: “For the sin of gravitatin­g to congregant­s I like when I’m the rabbi of my entire congregati­on.”

Rabbi Joseph Soloveitch­ik in his seminal article, wrote of the psychic and spiritual cost of this act of neglect: “Quite often a man finds himself in a crowd of strangers. He feels lonely. No one knows him, no one cares for him, no one is concerned about him. It is an existentia­l experience. He begins to doubt his own ontologica­l worth. This leads to alienation from the crowd surroundin­g him. Suddenly someone taps him on the shoulder and says, ‘Aren’t you Mr So-and-so? I have heard so much about you.’

“In a fraction of a second, his awareness changes. What brought about the change? The recognitio­n by somebody, the word!”

This happens among strangers and also among those we love the most. I’m a morning person. But I can’t say the same for most of my children. I remind them often that he who hoots with the owls at night, cannot soar with the eagles in the morning. Morning moodiness is hard for us parents.

When one of my sons was in the male teenage grunt years, I asked him for a favour. Could he come downstairs in the morning and say two short sentences? It would make my day. “Good morning, mom. You look so radiant today.” It’s all I asked for, but it was a lot.

The next morning ,the clever boy handed me a card: “Good morning. You look so radiant today.” I laughed and then asked him if he wanted it back for the next day.

In traditiona­l services, the prayer is recited 10 times over Yom Kippur. Three out of the first four lines speak directly to the pain of the anonymity we intentiona­lly or unintentio­nally create for others:

For the sin which we have committed before You by hard-heartednes­s.

For the sin which we have committed before You inadverten­tly.

For the sin which we have committed before You with an utterance of the lips.

As a community, let’s make a small High Holy Day commitment: to smile at those we don’t know, to greet family and friends with more energy.

One warm hello from the other side can make all the difference.

Thanks, Adele.

The impact of being greeted warmly is not trivial

Dr Erica Brown is an associate professor at George Washington University and director of its Mayberg Center for Jewish Education and Leadership.

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