Category: Yeshiva memories

Yeshiva Memories: The Girls

It’s Tu B’Av, so I figured I would write something about girls. In my second year of high school an amazing thing happened, Rochester got its very own girl’s school and us yeshiva boys were ecstatic. We couldn’t believe our…

Reject Yeshiva Memories

I was thrown out of the dorm in my last year of yeshiva for selling a stack of maxim magazines to this kid we nicknamed freezer boy after this incident. He was hiding his magazines in the freezer, and one…

Yeshiva dinner thoughts

After three phones calls from a former rebbe asking me to attend my yeshiva dinner, I decided to go. I was in New York for a wedding that weekend, and figured I should at least make an appearance and decide…

Yeshivish movies

There are many yeshivish things, potato chips, cars and yarmulkes can all be yeshivish, but movies are never really thought of as yeshivish. Fact is that any yeshivish school worth its weight in shidduchim will throw you out and force…

I was in the dumb shiur

It wasn’t actually called the dumb shiur, it was called Rucks shiur, but it might as well have been. Not that I wasn’t proud of my status as an “am haaretz” which I never really knew until my friend Yoel…