While making latkes tonight, my grandson asked me a question that stopped me in my tracks. Why does the world hate Jews memaw? And why have they always hurt us? What could I say? How do you tell a 10 year old that it is a dangerous world for us? My response? I don’t know. They don’t know us but they hate us. Then he said something I have waited 10 years for. He asked if we could take him to synagogue so he can talk to other kids about Hebrew school. That he felt it was time.