The Golden Rule

Young Stevie Gold was nearly 12 years old and although he had a lower than average IQ, he was a dutiful and caring son. One day, he was having a chat with his father.

"Dad, it’s Father's Day on Sunday and I want to get you something. Mom said I should ask you what you wanted."

Mr. Gold only needed to think for a moment. "What do I want? I only want one thing – you are 12 months away from your Bar Mitzvah and I would be so very happy if you could learn at last to speak Hebrew."

Stevie groaned aloud, "You know how hard I’m finding it at school to learn new subjects, Dad. I’m such a slow learner. I just don’t think I would be able to learn Hebrew."

Mr. Gold looked squarely at his son and said, "Stevie, you’re better than you think you are. I’ll even help you, just as my father helped me. If you could do this for me, it would please me so very much!"

"OK, I'll try Dad, just for you, but please don’t be angry with me if I fail."

So next Sunday, they went to see the Rabbi and soon after that, Stevie was enrolled in the synagogue’s Hebrew classes. Over the months that followed, Stevie kept his promise by attending regularly and trying as hard as he could.

One day, Mr. Gold decided to visit the synagogue and check on Stevie’s progress. He entered the class in the middle of a lesson and when it came to Stevie’s turn to read, Mr. Gold was soon dismayed to discover how little Hebrew Stevie could manage after all the months that had gone by. Stevie was very slow and made many mistakes in his reading.

But even worse, Mr. Gold realized that what he was hearing from Stevie was the beginning of the Kaddish. He was shocked – the Kaddish is the prayer for the dead, the words that every son is expected to say after the father's death.

"Rabbi, what on earth are you teaching my son?" argued Mr. Gold after the lesson was over. "I'm only in my 40s – I’m a young man still in good health. I go jogging and Israeli dancing every week. Do I really look so ill that you are teaching Stevie to say the Kaddish now?"

The Rabbi replied, "Mr. Gold, please God you should live so long that Stevie is able to say the whole of the Kaddish over you!"