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who liked burnt chalant
by CAROL RUBIN
“Blub, glub,” said the lion, lick
ing up the last of the burnt pota
toes and beans and breast of beef
that Arba had given him. He open
ed his eyes wide and grinned a
great grin at Arba, and licked his
whiskers.
Then he said grace with great
feeling:
“With the sanction cf you, Arba,
who alone, in all the world knows
how to make Chalant, I say
Grace.’’
And then, because it was Purim,
the lion, finding the page in the
book of Grace After Meals, with
the lines about Purim, added: ‘ In
the days of Mordecai and Esther,
in Shushan, the capital, when the
wicked Haman rose up against
them and sought to destroy them,
to slay and make to perish all
the Jews, both young and old,
little children and women, on one
day, on the 13th day of the 12th
month, the month Adar, and to
take the spoil of them for a prey,
then didst Thou in Thine abund
ant mercy bring his counsel to
nought, didst frustrate his design,
and return his recompense upon
his head; and then hanged him
on the gallows, and his sons on
the gallows. For all this, O Lord,
we thank and bless Thee, blessed
be Thy name by the mouth of all
living continually and forever.”
"It was nothing,” said Arba.
"You were dying of hunger, and
it was Purim, so I fed you what
I had cooking on the fire. And
now that you are strong enough
to go back to -
“To the Land of the Lions?” the
lion asked. “Where I can’t get a
decent Kosher meal?”
“The camel milk you can get
there in paper containers is Kosh
er,” Arba said. “You don’t have
to go out and eat meat, raw, do
you?”
“I have to pay for camel’s milk
in containers,” the lion said.
“Here, with you, I just come and
growl a bit and put my paw’s on
your chest—like this,” and he put
his paws up on Arba's chest and
looked deep into Arba’s eyes,
“grrl,”
“I understand,” said Arba. “But
there isn’t any more burnt Chal
ant, as you can see. So you’d bet
ter go back to the land of the
Lions.”
"Why isn’t there any more?”
“Because what you had was all
there was left over from Shabbos.
I always put a Chalant on the
fire for Shabbos. And you just
happened to come along, and there
was some left over, and it was
Purim, and you were so friendly,
putting your paws on my chest,
and showing me your fine teeth—
and that’s all!”
“You always make Chalant for
Shabbos? You put it on the fire
before lighting your Shabbos
Candles—is that it?—and you let
it rest on the fire all night and
all the next day, and you eat. it
for your Shabbos feast? Is that
it?”
Arba nodded. "That’s it.”
“Then I shall be back for the
Shabbos feast.”
“Wait now,” said Arba, “I don’t
eat all that Chalant myself. I
make it for the people in the Kib
butz. It is their Shabbos feast too.”
“Then it shall be mine, too,”
said the lion. “I shall be back.”
The week passed. Erev Shabbos
came and went. The Chalant in
the huge iron pot was on the
fire, and there was the perfume of
potatoes, and beans and good beef
in the air, even up to the Seventh
Heaven, perhaps. The moon came
out and the stars came out. Then
the sun came out and the moon
and the stars ran away to hide
behind the bright sunlight, to
steal the light of the sun by day
so that they could shine by night.
And the Good Shabbos Angels
came to watch the fire so that it
would not spread and burn the
whole Kibbutz. At feast time the
lion came. And behind that lion
came another, and another and
another. Arba raised his eyes to
Heaven and called for the Good
Angels to come and save his
Chalant from the lions, or the
poor children of the Kibbutz
would have nothing to eat. But
the Good Shabbos Angels were
afraid of lions, and they hid be
hind Arba and whispered to him,
“Don’t be afraid. They are only
LIONS!” And without the Good
Angels to guard it, the fire burn
ed brighter and brighter and the
Chalant began to burn, and all the
girls and boys from the Kibbutz
came running and cried out, “The
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