My Bat Mitzva
I have been preparing for this moment for almost six months. I am about to be called up to the bima as a bat mitzvah. First lets rewind a little bit. It’s October 11, 2023, and I’m in my living room practicing Torah for the last time. Tomorrow is my big day. For a moment, doubt starts to creep into my mind. “What if I mess up?” “What if I’m not good enough? Will I embarrass myself?” But then I say to myself “I got this, I have practiced and worked hard. It will all pay off.” I wake up in the morning and run downstairs. It’s finally time!! “Are you excited?” My mom asks over her shoulder while cooking breakfast. “Kinda” I responded, realizing I was more nervous than anything else. “Aww don’t say that, you are gonna do awesome!!” She responds. “Guess what?” “What Mom?” I reply, unenthusiastically. “Your cousins landed late last night and are excited to watch you.” She says with a smile. Although my cousins are cute, I don’t know how well they will sit quietly in a service. Ronan is seven and in my opinion, very mature for his age, but then again he is also seven so meltdowns are frequent. Then there’s Harvey. He’s mainly quiet, but at five years old he has meltdowns. Lastly there’s Talia. She is two with perfect spiral curls except she has, you guessed it, meltdowns. Just another reason to be worried. Earlier in the week, I spoke to Rabbi Katzman and we chose who was going to be honored for each prayer and job. I felt that since my cousins had flown all the way from New York just to watch me, I should honor them. I chose my uncle to carry the Torah and my aunt and cousins to be the ark openers. Looking back on it now, that might not have been the smartest choice as they have meltdowns. Anyway, my Mom made me eggs for breakfast. Eggs are one of my favorites because they are nutritious and delicious. I eat my eggs and then walk into my room to get dressed. The dress I’m wearing is baby blue, made out of soft and silky material. It has short, ruffled sleeves with a skirt made from layers of ruffles. It is really pretty. I throw it on and go into the bathroom to brush my teeth and then brush my hair. It is fairly easy to brush my hair seeing as my mom had blow- dried my hair the previous night. I slip into my sparkly shoes and head back into the kitchen. My brother just finished getting dressed in his white button-down shirt and navy blue pants. My sister comes marching down the stairs in a nice black t- shirt and black and white polka dot skirt, similar to the outfit I wore to her bat mitzvah. We all grab our bags and head into the car. I make sure to bring my practice sheet with me.
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