Sharing Gifts

One of the Hebrew teachers approached me several days ago. She is worried about her writing in English and wondered if she could sit in on some of my 9th grade classes (when we’re doing grammar). I said, sure!

This morning, she showed me how to write my name in Hebrew. She also taught me how vowels work. She said that “Dana” isn’t a Hebrew name, by which she meant, I believe, that the long A sound doesn’t exist. Something approximating “Dina” is the closest thing. I can’t tell the letters apart. The Hebrew letters all look the same to me. It doesn’t help that Hebrew runs right to left, either. But I really want to learn it. At least a little bit. It’s a remarkable language.