#and boker tov is so morning

[gorillawithautism]

laila tov

[scartale-an-undertale-au]

so here's the funny thing

i wrote on a game בוקר טוב (good morning), but it seems that it cannot write from right to left so it changed it from בוקר טוב (boker tov) to בוט רקוב (bot rakuv)

boker tov - good morning

bot rakuv - rotten bot

i'm absolutely DYING

[ashenpumpkin]

And today in hebrew facts, some deranged slang Eser (literally means 10)- awesome, great

Pitzootz(explosion) - cool, awesome Ptzazot lagabot(Bombs to the eyebrows) -really cool, really awesome. Old slang tho Satoom(plugged, clogged) - (an) idiot Sachut(squeezed, as in for juice) - drained, tired Kvetch(crumple. as in the result of crumpling something up) - usually used for saying you generally feel unwell with nothing specifcially wrong Chaval al hazman(Shame on (your) time)- means either really cool and awesome, or really shitty and bad. judge by the tone Sof Haderech(end of the road) -really cool/awesome Al Hapanim(on the face) -bad, awful Chai B'seret(lives in a movie) - acting unrealisticly, having unrealistic expectations Jook ba-rosh(a cockroach in the head)- a crazy idea/a crazy opinion Kor Klavim(dog cold) - it's really cold out Be’shu’shu- doing something quietly or secretly behind the scenes without notifying anyone Laavod Shachor(working black)- working off the books, not paying taxes Beten Gav(stomach, back) - a time of relaxation, all you do is turning back and forth. mostly used for resorts/beach Boker tov Eliyahu (Good morning, Eliyahu)- you finally woke up, huh? Gilita et America (You discovered america)- Wow! Tell me something I don’t know. Ma ani, ez? (What am i, a goat?)- Protesting against unequal treatment or being invisible. Sometimes used ironically. Of mechubas( chicken that has been laundered)- bland chicken, sometimes borrowed for bland food overall Sof ha’olam smola(At the world's end, turn left) - the middle of nowhere Bo...(Come...)- you took it too far, you got carried away, this is absurd. either calling out a lie or pointing out an unreasonable behavior Kfotz li (Jump for me/to me) - fuck you i don't care what you think or something along those lines. Lenacker(to poke, like a woodpekcer)- to be really tried that your head bobs up and down Tzahov(yellow) - either gossip, or somenoe who does a lot more then what is expect of him, the latter meaning is purely in the army Paor(Gaped, gaper)- Someone in shock in a new enviorment, someone who hasn't adapted yet and doesn't know how things work Af Al Atzmo(flies on himself)- thinks he's a big shot, or really good/important, usually used in the context he's not Lemakbel(paralallelise) - to date several people at the same time until you choose who you like best Ma Haloz(what's the schedule?)- what are you doing? what is happening?? Ani Peepee(i'm pee)- i'm laughing so hard i'm almost peeing Ledafdef(flipping through pages)- telling someone to open a new page, usually a bit dismissive of the person's feelings yaziz(a fwb)- a combination of the word for not close friend and the word for fucking. Lila lavan(white night) - staying up all night Hofer(digger) - someone who talks a lot Tochen maim(milling water) - doing pointless work, having a pointless prolonged conversation Cus Ima Shelcha(your mom's pussy)- A curse word, pretty much equal to “fuck you”. Variants include “Your sister’s vagina”, “your grandmother’s vagina” and many more. i usually go "Your mom's and sister's pussy"

Zyin Ba'ayin(a dick in the eye)- Sort of like a general curse, like “fuck”, or to tell people off. Mashtin bakir(peeing against a wall)- calling someone a dog[derogatory] Mashehu mashehu(something something)- amazing, very good, extraordinary Tahoon(minced/ground)- very rich Rosh Cachol(blue head)- seeing everything in a sexual context. related is that porn movies are sometimes called 'blue movies' Yoshev al kotzim(sitting on spikes)- restless, full of energy, hyperactive Noladeta ba'otobus?(were you born on the bus?)- used when someone doesn't close the door behind them Ochel sratim(eating films/movies)- worried about a single thing, imagining various unlikely repercussions Mekalef avocado bachoshech(peeling acovados in the dark)- he's gay Achal ota(ate her/it)- When someone experiences an unlucky event. When someone is screwed. Matzav capit(Spoon stage)- When you laugh so hard suddenly everything becomes funny. even something like the word 'spoon' Safam Bar Mitzvah(Bar Mitzvah Mustache)- a shitty patchy mustache/facial hair, like a 13 yo boy trying to say he's grown up. Lo meaa(not 100)- something's off about him, he's dumb, he's confused Lo ha chips hachi crispy bakeara(not the crispiest fry in the bowl)- see Lo meaa Lo ha iparon hachi mechodad bakalmar(not the sharpest pencil in your pencilbag)- see Lo meaa Lo afoi ad hasof(not baked all the way)- see lo meaa Lo hakinder hachi beuno(not the most beuno kinder)- see Lo meaa Srita/sarut(scratched/a scratch)- a quirk, or if more serious: emotional scarring or trauma of some sort. sometimes used as 'scratched in the brain' Sak kemach(bag of flower)- a piggy back ride Para para(cow cow)- doing one thing at a time Lo (x) ve lo na'alaim(not X and not shoes)- Replying with extra emphasis that someone/something is not as it seems or that it won't happen Dati lefi da'ati(religious by my opinion)- someone who claims they're religious but breaks the laws of the religious often/doens't act like it

[jewishdainix]

good morning wife gender presentation and babygirl blorbo of my tumblr

Crying that us the best compliment ever

[smilejusttosmile]

Good morning to me...I like your asks, so let's see what else I'd like to know 😝😉 Manatee, medium orange, timberwolf, midnight.

Boker Tov! 🌄

Manatee - (I think I know why you picked this and that makes me happy 🙃) non smoker...smoking is real gross to me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

medium orange - favorite fruit is Strawberries for sure! 🍓

timberwolf - movie theater...I love the act of going to the movies so right now I'm sad that you can't

midnight - favorite day of the week...for the past few weeks it was Thursday because that meant MFS watch day but now I guess back to fridays because thats netflix party movie night with my little group of friends 😁📽💻

[daveygahan-remade]

i haven’t done hebrew duolingo for so long YET every time i practice swedish duolingo and i’m supposed to write how u say “good morning” in swedish my brain just automatically yells “boker tov” 

[logancreatesworlds]

Paradise - (Angel!Spencer Reid x black!reader)

Author’s Note:  AUs are my thing.  Do I even have to explain?  I swear God keeps sending me ideas. 🤣💡❤

Warning: Strong religious references.

Disclaimer:  None of the images are mine.

Luke 23:43

And He said to him, "Truly I say to you, today you shall be with Me in Paradise."

It was in the year 2035 that the world had officially gone to shit.  

Surprisingly, it wasn’t because of global warming or war caused by greedy politicians, but rather by the very God that many claimed to love.

Lucifer always said that God loved humans more than him.  Yet, the world had ended not in a ball of fire, but by flaming rays of light.

The Almighty God had finally had enough of his own creation.

First, it started in France, England and Western Europe with the water turning to blood and getting most of the people deathly ill with HIV.

The presidents and dictators could not stop it.

Then, it spread to Russia and eastern Europe, where frogs and lice invaded everything and destroyed the livestock and crops.

The farmers could not prevent it.

After that, it came to lower and southeast Asia, and the livestock either got attacked by their own livestock or were murdered by its diseased meat.

The people could not counteract it.

Next, it hit Australia and Oceania, covering the entire place in darkness and raising swarms of locusts to attack the people - conveniently murdering the first sons of all the families first before moving onto the rest and leaving them with venomous boils.

Nobody could repress it.

And finally, it attacked the Americas, plummeting and freezing the South in snow and hail and then torching the North in heat and fire.

Nothing could avert it.

The only place spared from God’s seven-day wrath was Africa, the Motherland.

Perhaps all those stories your mother told you about being a part of God’s chosen people was true after all.

Or more likely, you were just lucky - for now.

You were packing your bags, planning to return back to Houston, Texas after your vacation.

A graduation present from your uncle.

The next thing you know, you’re watching monks in Myanmar get rammed by raging bulls and French people scratch their heads so hard that they destroy their scalps on the news.

You had been in Cairo at the time.

The last words your mother had said to you over the phone were ones of warning.

“We are living in our last days.  Stay there for just a few more weeks and then come home to me when it’s safe.”

But it wasn’t safe.

Houston was one of the first places to burn.  

No amount of firefighters could put the flames out and everyone who tried to flee - quite literally, combusted.

Your mom was gone.

The scientists who were lucky enough to live estimated the the “Plagues” had killed off about sixty-five percent of the population.

Most of the other thirty-five percent were hunted down and shot to bits in blinding light by beings with golden wings.

They called them The Seraphim, the Burning Ones.

They were not friendly, nor were they gentle, and they chopped off the heads of every human they saw until God himself started assigning them people to spare.

One morning you had woken up with a G burned into your right arm.

After the angels had broken into the army barracks you had fled to for safety and cleansed the place of its human inhabitants, you figured out that that G stood for Genesis - the first book of the Bible.

Soon you were herded along with the other ‘G’s into a strange settlement.

The buildings were perfectly made of hard stone and sanded white.  

The gravel streets were quiet and desolate. The gravel streets were quiet and desolate. 

The golden sun shined over all of it.

“Forward!” An angel commanded, pushing you towards it all.

The angels then backed up, and a large wall magically blocked them from view.

You and the others looked around confused as you all wandered further into the strange land.

No one was there.  No one.

What was going on?

The only thing that provided explanation to the question was a stone plaque in the middle of the town’s main square.

As the all of you got closer to it, golden letters burned into its hard surface.

To the people of Paradise, heed these commandments.  

1.  Thou shall not try to leave.

2. Thou shall not steal.

3.  Thou shall not eat any of the blessed foods.

4.  Thou shall not create or dabble in new invention.

5.  Thou shall not marry another unless granted permission by the Holy Union.

6.  Thou shall give The Burning Ones tribute on the first of every spring.

7.  Thou shall worship God and only God.  

The rules were simple.  Still, people found it in themselves to be naturally disobedient.  But they didn’t last long.

"That’s it!”  An angry older man huffed, “I’m going!”

“Mister Coleman you can do that-”

“Enough!” Coleman snapped, “I’m a professor, and I say that this had got to be a prank.  You all can stay if you want, but I’m getting out of here.”

Professor Lawrence Coleman then walked up to the wall and started to climb.

Then...

THWOOP!

A loud scream ripped from you and a the others as a shining gold arrow ripped through Coleman’s trachea.  His body began to glow and then...ash.

Looking up, you saw the thing that had ended him.

A Seraphim floated above with emotionless air, his wings flapping as he spoke with authority.

“The commandments are clear and true,” the being spoke, “You are now servants of the Lord himself.  Disobey his word?  You die just as this wretch did.”

Even after Coleman’s deaths, people still tried to escape.

After about fifteen of them tried and failed, people started rebelling in other ways.

Some ate sugar, meat and spices, others tried to craft weapons to kill The Burning Ones...

Many died.

Soon, only thirty of you remained.

March 20th

Year 11

You sighed softly as you collected water from the well before carrying it through the courtyard.

This was your life now.  

Slowly, people settled into their new lives in Paradise.  Some became bakers, other farmers.  You?  You were ordained to be a nun in the convent.

Rape was illegal so you did not have to worry about covering your woolly hair, and the only people you saw on the regular were the other nuns and the children.

Your role was to teach them the word of God, and you knew what would happen to you if you did not play your role.

“Boker Tov Miss (Y/N),” little Alice greeted with a toothless grin as you came into the dining room.

“Boker Tov Alice,” you replied, placing the water on the table, “Ready for breakfast?”

“Mhmm,” she replied.

“Glad you could finally make it,” Miss Winifred - the oldest, said as placed hot bread and fresh milk onto the table, “We were starving.  Come along ladies, let us get alone with prayer.”

It was the rule that everyone in Paradise had to say eight prayers a day:  one in the morning, two before and after breakfast, lunch and dinner respectively and one at night.

This was the second prayer.

Later that morning, you sighed softly as you plucked fresh raspberries off their trellises and placed them in a basket.

Thank the Lord the rains had been frequent, lest your tribute would have been rendered inadequate and you obsolete.

Today was The Day of Babel.

Every March 20th the people of Paradise were commanded to bring gifts to the Main Church to please the Seraphim who watched over and protected them.

Tribute...

Each person was assigned one Seraphim per year and the cycle rotated.

This year, you were assigned to give a gift to the Seraphim called Spencer.

“You think he’ll like it?”  Constance, your only friend, asked as she held the basket for you.  

“He shall have to,” you replied seriously before dumping two handfuls of berries in, “Or else I shall be raptured.”

The people of Paradise knew what that term meant, raptured.  

To you, it was foolish to pretend the friends you had watched be burned before your eyes were somewhere in heaven with God, but you decided to be sympathetic and go along with the delusion.

Sometimes it is better to believe a happy lie than to acknowledge the painful truth.

“Come,” you said, “We mustn't be late.”

After about a thirty minute walk, you made it to the square.  Everyone else was walking to the church silently.

It was always easy for you to pick out the newer people, the younger ones who were not used to wrathful Gods and fiery angels.  

The most scared-looking ones were always the children.

Soon, everyone was inside.

On the main stage stood several golden plates.  Each plates stood for one Seraphim that was to come.  

One by one, an angel appeared - their wings shining and their eyes glowing.

Then, your moment of truth arrived.

A blinding ray of light shined down on the last plate.

When it disappeared, there he was.

“Praised be to the Burning Ones,” you greeted with a bow, the other behind you following suit, “We humbly receive thine greatness.”

The Seraphim stepped off the golden plate and stood in front of you.

“Thank you.  Now, let us see what have brought me.”

Steadying your hand, you held out the small basket of raspberries.

Spencer gave a pleased smile, “Berries, my favorite.  Thank you.”

Everyone followed behind you, presenting their gifts.

With interest, you took notice of how Spencer accepted each gift with grace and kindness, giving a thank you to each person.

Then, it was little Alice’s turn.

“Hello,” Spencer greeted, getting down on one knee and looking her in the eyes.

Alice did as you both had rehearsed.

“Praised be unto you,” Alice replied with a little bow.

“And unto you, little one.  What have you brought for me?”

“W-well, it’s not perfect but I...I drew you a picture.”

With two little hands, she handed it to him.

You held your breath.

If he didn’t like it...

“This is the best gift I have ever received,” Spencer said, “Thank you Alice.”

You breathed out a small sigh of relief.  You would all make it another year.

That night, you couldn’t sleep and decided to step out to get some fresh air to help you relax.

The wind blew slightly through your fro as you clenched your robe tighter around you to keep warm.

The streets were desolate, silent.  The only light out besides the lanterns on the doors was the moon.

This wasn’t the only night you had left the convent.

After more than ten years in Paradise, you...were getting sick of Paradise.

It was always the same routine: get up, pray, eat, pray some more...

What was the meaning of life now?

To obey, you huffed to yourself, It’s always to obey.

Soon, you made it to to the forest and as routine dictated, to the small clearing half a mile out.

You were so tired of it all - the praying, the obeying...

Still, what could you do about it?  Nothing.

“Meaningless,” you muttered to yourself.

“Nature is never meaningless.”

You whipped around at the voice.  

“Relax,” the familiar figure soothed, gliding out of the darkness, “It is only I.”

“Spencer,” you greeted, bowing, “What a lovely surprise.”

“Do not lie, (Y/N),” Spencer replied, his wings gently flapping as he floated, “I know you do not welcome my presence.  No one here does.  Not truly.”

“Then why are you here?”

The angel landed and shrugged.

“You interest me,” he replied, “Even if you hold everyone together, yet you yourself are falling apart.”

“I am not falling apart,” you growled, “I will never break.”

Spencer smirked, “Wrath is a deadly sin.”

“So is arrogance and yet that did not stop you.”

Spencer laughed, “You are something (Y/N), something indeed.  On the outside, there is this smooth cocoa brown shell of humility and penitence.  But on the inside, there is a blazing fire waiting to burn.”

“Then it is probably best to ignite me-”

Your retort was stopped short when Spencer pulled you to him, smashing your lips towards his in an illicit kiss.

Once you snapped out the trance his lips had put you under, you did the only thing a self-respecting woman would do.

SLAP!

Spencer held his cheek, his eyes wide with pleasant shock as you stood there fuming.

“You...you slapped me.”

“Yes, I did.  Were you expecting a different reaction?”

“From you?  No.  But I could rapture you for that.”

“You won’t.”

“You are right.  I won’t.  You are different from the other humans.  You are real.”

“You consider me real for slapping you?”

“I consider you real for standing up for yourself.  You are fierce, strong, and you stand firm in what you wish to achieve.  I like that.”

You stood there puzzled.

“Listen,” he spoke, “I agree with you.  This life is meaningless.  Paradise is lost.  The honey is hardened and the milk is sour.  This...holy project is a farce.”

“And what makes you think I dislike Paradise?”

“Your body language.  You walk around with your arms crossed and your eyes blazing.  You want to be free.”

“So what if if I did?”

“I want to be free with you.  A bunch of us do.”

“Us?”

“Seraphim, some close friends of mine.  We used to live for guiding humans to Christ, not burning them for straying form the path we set.  Sure you humans failed many times but there was always brave souls like you who got it right.  Paradise is dead.”

“Well...what do you propose we do about it?”

“Escape.”

“Escape?  That’s your brilliant plan, oh great Seraphim?  Even you must know that there is no escape from Paradise.”

“Then we shall make one.”

“And say your colleagues catch you, what then?  I will be raptured and you will be sent to Hell.”

“God only watches this place periodically.  I have a contact who guards his throne.  She tells me so.  If we time everything right, we can leave for good.”

You sighed.

You weren’t really going to-

“I’m in,” you answered. 

God no.

“Excellent.”

You seriously were partnering with your designated angel to break God’s rules.

Great.

December 24th

Year 11

“And you are sure this sword is gonna get us out?”  You asked.

“You have been asking that for months,” Spencer replied, wrapping his lithe arms around your waist and kissing the back of your head, “Yes I’m sure.”

“Sorry,” you mocked, “Just checking.”

“Don’t worry,” Spencer soothed, speaking into your hair, “We shall all be free soon.”

This intimacy between the two of you had become commonplace ever since October.  Apparently devising a plan to be free from God’s tyranny is a good foundation for a relationship.

“I will defy God for freedom, but I would die for you,” Spencer had said once.

Just like the other angels, Spencer had an arrogant and prideful side to him.  But he was also kind, clever and - to your surprise, very intelligent.

A Seraphim and human in love?  Go figure.

“Where will we go?”

“Anywhere,” Spencer replied, “The plagues are gone so we can head towards Europe. Or we can go to America.  I will carry you all the way there if need be.”

“Will it be worth it?  Is there anything out there for us?”

Spencer shrugged, “Who knows?  But at least it will be up to us to discover.  I am done being God’s puppet.  From now on, we shall have the freedom to live as we please.”

That was the goal.  Freedom.

December 24th

11:50 PM

You waited anxiously in the daisy fields. 

Constance, Alice and Miss Winifred had each split up and talked to the others, to see if they wanted to leave.

You had wanted to ask them sooner, but Spencer assured you it was too dangerous and that another Seraphim would surely catch you.

Everything had to be perfectly timed.

“Psst.”

You looked over to see Constance, Alice and Miss Winifred.

“You made it.”

“Yes,” Constance said, “We did.”

“And the others?”

Miss Winifred shook her head disappointingly, “They were too afraid.”

You sighed.

Can’t save everybody.

Quickly, you shook it off.

“It’s fine,” you replied, “Let’s go.”

Swiftly, you led your three companions to a hard spot in the dirt and cleaned the spot off as quickly as possible.

“What is that?”

“A seal,” you replied, “It’s the only other way out of this place.  The Seraphim use it to enter and leave Paradise.”

Gently, you took the blade of the sword and stuck it into the seal’s one small hole.  Magically, the sword’s handle glowed and the seal opened, revealing a dark tunnel.

“Let’s go,” you said.

Soon, you were in the tunnel. 

“I thought you said he was coming too,” Constance said petulantly.

“I am.”

The four of you squeal when a lantern flickered on in the darkness, revealing Spencer’s face.

“You have got to stop doing that,” you mumbled as Spencer kissed your cheek.

“Sorry Ahuvati,” He replied.

“Wait you two are...together?” 

Spencer nodded, “Since October.”

“Have you fucked yet?”  Miss Winifred asked.

“Jesus Wini,” You huffed, “Alice is right here, and no - we have not.”

“There shall be plenty of time to discuss our relationship later,” Spencer said, taking his sword from you, “Right now we’ve gotta move.” 

Unsure of what was outside, you followed him.

Who knows?  Maybe there was nothing out there.  Maybe there was an opportunity to start over.

Either way, the choice would be yours and no one else’s.

Goodbye Paradise.

Author’s Note: Aaaaand that’s all folks!  I know this one was bit different but I really worked hard on it.  Comment and let me know what you think!

@shinyanchorface  @tenaciousarcadeexpert  @naturally-bri  @suz-123  @dontshootmespence  @cynbx  @girl-x-wonder-x-reid  @lovepeacehappinessalluneed  @princesswagger15  @confused-and-really-hungry  @lyricsstories  @dreatine  @siriuslycollins  @darkfaethedestroyer  @jackiethedreamer243  @hekaates  @yourfavoritefavorite  @storage-space-running-out  @blackwatershipper  @fandom-rpblog  @witchiewinchester

[gedeiht]

Hebrew Vocab List - Greetings/Introductions

A few notes:

-I don’t have a Hebrew keyboard on my laptop, so this list will be all transliterated.

-The syllable which is emphasized in pronunciation will be bolded. Words with only one syllable have emphasis on the whole word.

-Some phrases in Hebrew are slightly different depending on the gender of the person you’re speaking to. Currently there’s no way to convey singular plural in Hebrew (that is conventionally recognized), so I only have masculine (M) and feminine (F) forms to give you. 

-All ch’s in this list are guttural, pronounced in the back of your throat.

Let’s begin!

Hello. --> shalom.

Good morning --> boker tov

How are you? --> ma shlomcha? (M) / ma shlomech? (F)

How are things? --> eich holech?

I’m fine, thanks. --> ani beseder, toda.

Good --> beseder

Can’t complain. --> ein tlunot.

And you? --> veata? (M) / veat? (F)

Thanks for coming. --> toda shebata. (M) / toda shebat. (F)

Good luck! --> behatzlacha!

My name is... --> shmi hu...

Pleased to meet you. --> naim lehakir otcha. (M) / naim lehakir otach. (F)

I’ll be right back. --> echzor od rega.

I know. --> ani yodea. (M) / ani yodaat. (F)

I don’t know --> ani lo yodea. (M) / ani lo yodaat. (F)

It’s OK, don’t worry. --> ze beseder, al tid’ag.

Well done. --> kol hakavod.

Nice --> nechmad

Perfect --> mushlam

It’s good. --> ze tov.

Sorry / Excuse me --> slichah

Please --> bevakasha

Thank you --> todah

Thank you very much. --> todah raba.

You’re welcome. --> ein devar. / bevakasha

Yes --> ken

Of course --> kamuvan

Maybe --> ulai

No --> lo

It’s getting late. --> nehieh meuchar.

I have to go. --> ani chaiav lalechet. (M) / ani chayevet lalechet. (F)

Good night. --> layla tov.

Good bye --> lehitraot

See you later. --> nitrae meuchar yoter.

Have a nice day. --> she’ehie lecha yom naim. (M) / she’ehie lach yom naim. (F)

Happy studying, chaverim!

[houseofbreakthroughs]

Good morning, Boker Tov!!!!! Psa. 30:12-13 You turned my mourning into dancing. You removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy. So my glory will sing to You and not be silent. Adonai my God, I will praise You forever. Today is the beginning of God set us in the right position to meet HIS purposes in our lives. His goodness and strength will before us and show us favor for every assignment we are called to complete. We break every spirit of confusion. We disassemble and dismantle all plan and purposes Satan is plotting into our destiny in Yeshua’s mighty Name. Because any weapon who’s trying to form against us us, our family, friends and love ones will never prosper. We walk in Grace, favor and anointing in this new season with His wisdom and will not miscarry the promises of God but fulfill them because we are highly favored and blessed. In the name above all names Yeshua HaMasich the King of This world.... Haleluyah..... See you today at 6:00 PM for our seminars on the 7 Curses Blocking Your Birthright. For more information or to assist in person please call 561.594.2616. . . . . #beitpratzim #houseofbreakthroughs #Yeshua #oneforisrael #iamoneforisrael #loveisrael #istandwithisrael #strongerthanhate #prayforthepeaceofjerusalem #supportisrael #blessisrael #messianic #messianicjew #hebrewroots #peopleofgod #yeshuahamashiach #jesuslovesyou #messianicjudaism #adonai #faith #godisreal #ישוע #iloveyou #ירושליםשלזהב #teacher #learning (at Lake Worth, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/CNXXxw_s3gl/?igshid=yj0qoflvuvpp

[theycallmemayo]

Boker tov beauties! Back to work. Cared for my dessert blooms this morning, they are so beautiful, I love the colors of magenta and fuschia, and greens. I ca’nt believe May is almost over. It has been a wonderful time of healing for me, and I am going to continue to heal my belly + body for the rest of my life time here on earth. Hope your morning is going wonderful. // Your soul knows everything, listen more. // I love you! 🦋🌻🍄🌈🌓 #yourbodyknows #listenmore #beintune (at Las Vegas, Nevada) https://www.instagram.com/p/CAvYle9nYxI/?igshid=11190kwojwyjd

[polarbearqueen3527]

How do I spend my mornings and evenings? Eh surfing the net. I'm not super religious, so many of these things will just be "eh it's not that different"

I don't pray during the day, except when I'm at Jewish sleep away camp.

How often do I go to synagogue?

Right now I'm in the final work up towards my b'mitzvah which I delayed because of covid. After that, I think it'll probably be like once a month on shabbat?

Are there special greetings? Yes, for different holidays there are specific ones.

Shabbat is "shabbat shalom" meaning peaceful shabbat, although shalom is also how you say hello and goodbye - the typical greeting is "peace"

For around rosh Hashanah, the Jewish new year, we say "shanah Tovah" which means good year, or "shanah Tovah u'metucha" meaning very good year.

Otherwise, on holidays we say "chag sameach" meaning joyful holiday.

Non holidays are just shalom, or boker tov / soaraim tovim / erev tov (good morning / good afternoon / good evening) or sometimes boker or in the morning (morning light)

Instead of bless you after someone sneezes, you say "gesundheit" which means good health in Yiddish.

A few Yiddish words are sometimes mixed into English.

As for nonverbal communication, the only big thing is that you do not bow to anything other than in a religious sense.

I'll continue in the next reblog, probably later today

Hi! One of my favourite character is Jew, so I've got interested in this religion. And it's a little bit hard for me to find information how Jew people spend their every day. Like, little details of their everyday lives. To be exact, I mean the modern view on some traditions and following them.

Especially from teen queer Jews.

I would be grateful if someone would be able to answer at least few of those questions or just tell smth

How do you spend your mornings and evenings? Where do you pray during the day? How often do you go to Synagogue? Is there special greetings or gestures or just some special aspects of verbal and nonverbal communication? Is there traditional attributes you own? How often do you use them? How do you use them? How do you keep them?

What problems do you face everyday? How do you deal with others ignorance?

What do you do during Shabbat? What about teens in school who has obligatory school during Shabbat and has no other options?

How do you refer to G-d during verbal conversations?

Ahhh I really want to understand it so that's why I'm asking this

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Boker Tov (Good Morning)!

I’m waking up to read my new interview with Judaica in the Spotlight magazine!!

For those who ask to know more about me and my passion for teaching Hebrew I encourage you to read it.

I’m so grateful for the opportunity to be spotlighted once again and to highlight my latest outlet, my Hebrew by Inbal Store on Shopify. Happy Thursday!

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