Thursday, December 20, 2007

When There is No One Else in the World



This is nothing short of a very sad story. I hope when you read it, you will understand why it is important for the Joint to be here in Ukraine right now and why it matters to me.

Nearly two years ago a Jewish woman in a nearby town went to her local Hesed and asked for help. She wanted the eldest of her four children accepted to their day center for children-at-risk. She couldn't manage it alone any longer. She could not hold down a job and only had a small monthly income from the state. Each of the four fathers of her children abandoned them. They were alone, living in a dilapidated apartment without electricity,plumbing or running water.

The mother is also an alcoholic. When the Hesed provided her with a family food package she sold it for a drink. She was unable to sufficiently care for her family; unsupervised, her daughter fell from the window of their second story apartment and suffered serious injury. From there, the situation spiralled out of control before anyone had time to realize what was happening.

Soon after the mother’s first call for help, there was a second. This time it was from a neighbor. After days and nights of non-stop crying, a neighbor entered the apartment and found the children, one just a baby, starving, filthy and alone. He called the police and the children were taken to a distribution center to be split up and taken to state orphanages. When the mother finally returned she made what would be a life-saving call for help to the Hesed and Joint. She begged, “There is no one else in this world that I can ask for help.”

In just one day, the Jewish community organized, taking custody of the children, bringing them together under one roof to the Jewish orphanage run by Chabad. They were given immediate medical attention that revealed serious health problems including developmental delays, malnutrition, disease and infection. The smallest, a one-year old, had not left his crib or been held as a baby. He could not sit up or eat solid foods and constantly rocked back and forth with his eyes closed.

For the next six months the Jewish community embraced the children who received services from the Joint at the JCC and Hesed. One day, unannounced, the mother appeared and demanded that her children be returned. She had not seen or spoken to her children since they were taken. She had remarried a man with a steady job cleaning coal and moved into a better apartment. She told them she was sober and had been for some time. The community had no choice but to return her children. Everyone wondered if this was the “right” decision and what would happen next. That was two months ago.

Last week, I drove nearly three hours to meet this family’s caseworker and made a home visit to asses the current situation. The youngest child, now two, just began walking with the help of a physical therapist. The eldest attends kindergarten and the middle two attend a special Jewish day center at our CHAI Family Service for children-at-risk.

The entire family receives counseling from the Hesed. Each continues to make small improvements despite overwhelming psychological and physical problems they will face for the rest of their lives. The mother is still sober. Hesed is in daily contact with the family by phone and makes weekly in-person visits to the home, closely monitoring the situation. Hesed’s intervention and constant support have provided a second chance for them.

There is no way to know if the decisions made were the “right” ones. There are Jewish professionals here who make life and death decisions everyday. I do not envy the positions forced upon them by such woeful and shocking situations. While this family’s circumstance is unimaginable, they are blessed to be Jewish. Not that long ago, Jews were killed because of their faith, today they are being saved because of it.

It is said, “kol Yisroel avarim zeh v’zeh” or “all of Israel is responsible for one another.” The Joint is truly the 911 of the Jewish world.

Sometimes, there really is no one else in the world to ask for help.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Please Sir, Can I Have Some More?




Since many of you have asked, I'll take this opportunity to tell you a little bit about day-to-day life for me here in Dnepropetrovsk. This week, I'll start with my favorite and the most interesting topic - food. As Jay Leno once joked, "I went into a McDonald's yesterday and said, 'I'd like some fries.' The girl at the counter said, 'Would you like some fries with that?'" That about sums it up!

Joy's Top 10 List of Foods She Eats in Ukraine:
1. Potatoes (but you knew that)
2. Fried cabbage balls (tastes much better than you might think)
3. Apples (someone is leaving one on my desk everyday, but who?)
4. Fish (everyday for lunch... pictured above)
5. Sushi (its the latest craze here, thank god)
6. Varniki (stuffed like perogies and delicious)
7. Croutons (the unofficial Ukrainian snack food)
8. Beet and raisin salad smothered in mayonnaise (no comment)
9. Groats soup (scary until I realized groats are crushed barley)
10. Peanut butter Luna bars (Mom, can you please bring more?)

Top 10 Foods Most Ukrainians Eat:
1. (drum roll please...) Potatoes
2. Borscht (usually meat/pork/chicken-based)
3. Porridge (Please Sir, can I have some more?)
4. Cabbage (served in as many forms as the potato)
5. Kholodec (meat jelly... Zach, isn't this your favorite?)
6. Fruit jelly (not to be confused with meat jelly)
7. Fried cottage cheese pies (no comment)
8. Cottage cheese with sour cream (as good as it sounds)
9. Homemade sausages (otherwise known in Russian as "sisiskys")
10. Clabber (no, its not a disease, its curdled milk)

I do my grocery shopping in one of two places in town. I prefer to buy my fruits and vegetables at the outdoor market. You can find "organic" produce which generally refers to products which are homegrown without chemicals on the outskirts of town and sold by local farmers. You can also find a wide-range of imported produce, nuts and grains mainly from Turkey, Spain, Iran and Uzbekistan (pictured above). I've only been to the upstairs section that includes the poultry and small animal meat market (pictured above) once because I nearly fainted. The rest of my shopping and for packaged foods is done at a more western-style market.

On that note, its obed (dinner) time!

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Happy Hannukah

Happy Hannukah from Ukraine!



I hope you enjoy this video of the popular international Hannukah song, "Light the Candle." I think the dancer in the back right could use a little help with her costume, but it was otherwise a lovely performance. This post is especially for my friends and former Muehlstein fellows. I thought it might bring back some good memories from our trip to St. Petersburg. Chag sameach!

Monday, December 3, 2007

White Nights in the Forest

I had the privilege to spend this past week with a group of two dozen young professionals who work or volunteer in the Jewish community. They are part of a Jewish leadership development program in eastern and northern Ukraine known as Metsuda. The seminar took place an hour outside Dnepropetrovsk at a retreat center called Lesnoy, which means forest in Russian.

This program was the last of four week-long seminars that these professionals participated in during the course of the year. The participants were selected from nearly 100 who attended a preliminary program last January. It is the most expensive program that JDC operates in the region. With various experts and lecturers, they learn leadership and management skills as well as Jewish traditions. They learn how to use their skills to take a more active role in their Jewish community.

The participants work or volunteer with a variety of Jewish agencies including the JCC, Hesed Welfare Centers and Hillel. As a side note, you should know that the average monthly salary for these professionals ranges from $150-250/month which is not uncommon for young Ukrainians.

Before Metsuda, many told me they were lost personally or professionally. Some had only recently found out they were Jewish. Others didn’t understand the concept of volunteering (working without pay is crazy!) and for some it was just a job. And now, because of Metsuda, their lives have changed. They will forever be tied to each other to lean on as a built-in communal support system. They have the tools to move forward in their careers and voluntary service with confidence and knowledge. This JDC program is changing the course of Jewish history here in Ukraine. It is building a foundation for generations to come in order that Jewish life, which was once forgotten here, will thrive again.

Set deep in the forest, I wondered when we celebrated Shabbat together, singing those familiar Jewish melodies, if anyone could hear us. It is like that great philosophical question, “If a tree falls in the forest and there is no one around to hear it, does it still make a sound?” We were up all night singing and dancing while it snowed outside. I know that even though there was no one around to hear us, we were not alone. I think you may have heard us.

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Potatoes and Pickles

Well, I made it! I arrived in Dnepropetrovsk exactly one week ago today which is hard to believe; I feel like I've been here so much longer which, in a way, I have. I mentioned in my last post that my family was from Dnepro (at the time, Ekaterinoslav); thus, I have been introduced around town as Ukrainian. This morning, I spent time at Tkuma, the Holocaust research center which is helping me trace my roots in the city.

The short plane ride from Vienna was itself a good introduction to Dnepropetrovsk. The majority of passengers were men flying in for business, mostly heavy industry. Others were Chabad-niks (a particular sect of Orthodox Jews) on their way home from a conference in New York. I was especially happy to meet a Jewish man who is opening a kosher sushi restaurant here. The best part is that they deliver! Over time, I look forward to sharing how both of these very different groups have come to influence the region.

The city is divided into two parts, east and west, by the Dnepir River. My apartment is in the center of the city not far from the markets, shopping, theatre and public transportation. The city is a combination of both old and new. At the outdoor market you can buy fruits, vegetables, cheese and meat grown locally by small family farmers on the periphery of the city. Nearby at the supermarket, it looks like any grocery store in the U.S. except for the aisle (a really long one) dedicated only to vodka. Otherwise, I am still getting to know my way around.

In the week that I arrived, I spent most of my time on the road visiting the communities that JDC serves in this region, Eastern Ukraine. The JDC provides a wide-range of services to clients with a particular focus on both welfare needs and Jewish renewal.

The welfare services are delivered through local organizations around the former Soviet Union known as Heseds. In general, they provide services to the most needy including the elderly, persons with special needs and children-at-risk. In most cities, you will also find a Jewish Community Center/JCC and synagogue.

I visited these programs throughout the region in Dnepro, Zaporozye, Donetsk and Lugansk. Our overnight trip to Lugansk was particularly exciting as our office attended the community-wide celebration of the 10th anniversary of their Hesed. Lugansk is the most remote area served by this office in Eastern Ukraine and is close to the Russian border (it was particularly cold there) and home to 8,000 Jews in the city and nearly 15,000 in the periphery. The celebration was followed by a traditional fochette (toast) with leaders of the community and a festive, all-night Ukrainian feast. All regional Hesed directors attended which also served as an opportunity for this group to meet and for me to understand the unique challenges they face in their work. It was exhausting and the six hour drive home finally gave us a chance to catch our breathe!

I will end by saying that Ukrainians are a very generous and kind people. Everyone I met has gone out of their way to make me feel at home. Of course, this also includes doing their best to make sure I am well-fed. Unfortunately, the concept of vegetarianism hasn't caught on here. I've had more potatoes (fried, boiled, baked, stewed, mashed and creamed) than you can imagine. And, when in doubt, the vegetarian meal of choice seems to be a hearty plate of potatoes and pickles!

Monday, October 29, 2007

Glory to the Metallurgists




Finally! Plans are confirmed for my first assignment to begin next month in Dnepropetrovsk, Ukraine. I will be there for approximately 4-5 months working with the local community on several JDC-related projects. Turns out, I’m also “just lucky.”

When he first heard the news, my great uncle Stan called and asked whether I was that smart or just lucky. He told me that my maternal great-grandfather, who I never knew, was born in a place called Yekaterinaslav. Yekaterinaslav was built in the late 18th century for Catherine the Great and was later renamed Dnepropetrovsk after the civil war in 1926. My family left the area prior to the war, eventually making their way to the Portland, Oregon (a story for another time). But, this twist of fate makes the journey that much more exciting for me personally!

A few facts: Ukraine is situated in Eastern Europe and borders Russia, Belarus, Poland, Slovakia, Hungary, Romania and Moldova. The country itself is just slightly bigger than France but slightly smaller than Texas. There are more than 47 million Ukrainians of which roughly one million live in Dnepropetrovsk (also known as Dnepro). Orthodox monks founded the first settlement in Dnepro in the 9th century and it is now the third largest city in Ukraine. It sits on the Dnepr River and is home to more than 50,000 Jews. It rose to be the primary city in the Soviet Union for metalwork, engineering and a leader in the Soviet space program. For decades, metal pipes were the local specialty and still carries the tribute to its industrial workforce (Glory to the Metallurgists).

Ukraine has a very deep and rich ancient history that I look forward to exploring!

My best, Joy

Monday, October 22, 2007

Go to Yourself


Dear Friends,

Welcome to my (first-ever) blog! I hope we can use this as a way to stay in touch while I am living abroad during my fellowship year. I look forward to this as an informal opportunity to share my thoughts and experiences; and, I welcome your comments here or to my personal email.

Exactly nineteen years (yikes!) to the date of my bat mitzvah, I find myself in a new coming-of-age rite in the Jewish community as this year’s JDC Ralph I. Goldman Fellow in International Jewish Communal Service. On my bat mitzvah, I read from the torah the parsha (chapter) lech lecha. This past Shabbat, we read the very same parsha and I couldn’t think of a better or more poignant way to begin my blog. In fact, both the symbolism and story were so moving to me, I choose to use it as the name of my blog so that it would serve as a signpost and constant reminder. Let me tell you why.

In lech lecha, God says to Abraham, “Go forth from your land and from your birthplace and from your father’s house, to the land that I will show you.” Hearing it as his calling, and despite that they don’t know where they will end up, Abraham and his wife Sarah pack their bags and follow God. It is also interesting to note that when God called them, they were already an elderly couple in their late 70’s.

Commentators provide various meanings of the Hebrew words lech lecha. The literal translation is, “go to yourself” or “go by yourself.” Like Abraham, I use this phrase as a directive from God. Let me be clear though, I don’t stay up at night (while Jonathan is sleeping soundly) twiddling my thumbs waiting for God to call on me! Instead, I swallowed the burden in order to fulfill this very personal mission. In “going to myself,” I hope to find this experience personally, spiritually and professionally fulfilling. I look forward to sharing more details of how that develops over time.

As a Jew, I try to bear in mind my responsibilities to fellow Jews and humankind. In Pirke Avot (Chapters of the Fathers) it is written, “It is not your obligation to complete the task. But neither are you free to desist from it.” I take this to heart; and, it helps explain how this sense of duty led me to the fellowship at JDC. Like Abraham and Sarah (and despite the fact that I am a bit older than past fellows), I have faith that this calling will take me on a very important personal journey in Judaism and Jewish peoplehood, even though I leave behind all that is familiar.

A quick note about the title of my blog, “following the signposts.” The chapter lech lecha falls in the book of Genesis which opens with, “in the beginning.” This too is the beginning of a new chapter in my life. However, I am acutely aware that in my pursuit of self, there are countless others who have already made a version of this journey. In the words of Nachmanides, “everything that happened to the Patriarchs [and Matriarchs] is a signpost for their children.” This is why the Bible takes particular pains to explain certain events and tasks in detail, so that we can recognize the successes and failures of those who preceded us. I intend to look for those markers which Ralph Goldman (pictured above with me) and past fellows have left for me. I look forward to adding my own layer of history as well.

I would be remiss in not expressly thanking my husband Jonathan for making this dream a reality. Not only did he support the decision to apply and accept the fellowship, he encouraged me to do so. Without him, I wouldn’t be here. I love and miss you already.

My best, Joy