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Exercise: Act out the song in Hebrew while looking at the English text

Song – A Tale about a Latke

Oh Hannah Zelda, my beloved wife              Oh Rabbi Kalman, my dear husband
Hanukah has arrived and come                  There is no sugar left in my kitchen
And on Hanukah my soul has desired to         My dear husband, and how is it possible
Eat a warm and sweet latke                    To prepare a latke without a drop of
                                              sugar
Oh Rabbi Kalman, my dear husband
In my kitchen remains no more flour,          Rabbi Kalman is tired, his soul is sad
My dear husband, and how can I                He puts on his boots and he thinks about
Prepare a latke with no flour at all?         a latke
                                              He returns to the market even more
So Rabbi Kalman got ready to work             hungry
Put on his hat, put his boots on,             He buys sugar and gallops home
Gallops towards the market, buys
quickly                                       Here Hannah Zelda, my beloved wife
A sack of white flour and returns home        Here's the sugar, prepare a latke
                                              For on Hanukah my soul has desired so
Here Hannah Zelda, my beautiful wife          To eat a warm and sweet latke
Here is flour for you
For on Hanukah my soul has desired so         Oh Rabbi Kalman, my dear husband
To eat a warm and sweet latke                 Perhaps we should postpone the latkes
                                              till tomorrow
Oh Rabbi Kalman, my dear husband              My dear husband, for how is it possible
No oil remains in my kitchen                  To prepare a latke when there is no more
My dear husband, and how can it be            strength
That you will eat a latke if there is no
oil?                                          So Rabbi Kalman takes off his boots,
                                              Wears an apron, rolls up his sleeves
Once again, Rabbi Kalman gets ready to        And kneads the dough, and pours and
work                                          pours
Puts on his hat, puts his boots on,           The one who laughs last is only the one
Gallops towards the market, buys              who laughs
quickly
A jug of pure oil and returns home            Oh Hannah Zelda, morning has come
                                              Open your eyes, here is a latke
Here Hannah Zelda, my beautiful wife          For on Hanukah our souls have desired
Here is the oil to prepare a latke            so
For on Hanukah my soul has desired so         To eat a warm and sweet latke.
To eat a warm and sweet latke

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