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The house was little more than       the Temple and the Jews’ special     To  my  utter  astonishment,  the
       a wooden box on stilts. It had       duties as the Chosen People.         preacher started sobbing. I watched
       two rooms, a living room and a                                            as he laid his head on his arms and
       bedroom. The mezuzah on the front    Jennifer calmed him down by          cried from his very soul. Suddenly
       door was surely the only one for     telling him that her mother would    he jumped up and begged me
       hundreds of miles.                   be coming to Las Palomas in a few    agitatedly  in  Spanish  to  please  tell
                                            weeks. “She is very religious,” she   him it wasn’t so, that the Temple
       The  kitchen  –  a  fire pit  and    informed him. “She will be able to   still existed in Jerusalem.
       worktable with a thatched roof       explain.”
       overhead – was outside. The                                               Then, spent, he sat back down, his
       bathroom was an outhouse situated    The man had been counting the        head on the table, and asked if we
       down the hill.                       days  until  my  arrival.  Now  he  was   would give him a few minutes alone.
                                            here,  eager  to  speak  with  me.  His
       Jennifer offered coffee. No espresso   Spanish was too rapid for me to fully   Jennifer and I stepped outside, but
       machine here. She took her machete   understand, so Jennifer translated.  through the paneless windows we
       and whacked a mesquite log until                                          heard his painful sobbing, then his
       she had a bundle of kindling wood,   “The preacher knows that children    pleading… to whom I wasn’t sure.
       put a metal pot on top of the        aren’t as religious as their parents   Eventually, the preacher came
       chicken-wire grate, and boiled water   these days. He thought I was       outside with his head lowered,
       for coffee. We took our two cups     making up stories about the          wiping his tears on his sleeve. He
       inside and were sitting at the table   destruction of the Temple only     couldn’t even say “adios” as he
       in her living room when we heard     because I had never gone to the      walked heavily down the path, his
       someone at the door.                 Temple myself or watched the
                                            offering of sacrifices.”             life forever altered.
       Jennifer hopped up to greet the
       visitor. “Hola, Padre. Pase.”        The preacher said that since I was   That  was a  life-changing moment
                                            of the older generation, I could give   for me. If only I could cry for the
       My Spanish is a bit rusty, but I knew   him a firsthand description of the   destruction of our Holy Temple as
       she was welcoming the preacher, not   Holy Temple. Did the priests wear   the  padre had. Every Tisha B’Av, I
       only because she referred to him as   their vestments as described in the   distinctly recall his tear-streaked
       “padre” but because he was wearing   Torah?  And  could  I  please  describe   face and reddened eyes, and even
       the telltale clerical collar.        in detail all of the aromas?         more his expression of genuine pain

       Jennifer quickly explained to me     I was dumbstruck. The priest,        at  hearing  the  tragic  news  that  we
                                                                                 no  longer  had  our  Holy  Temple.  I
       that the preacher  was  fascinated   having grown up in Las Palomas, a    too now cry on Tisha B’Av.
       by her Jewishness. Neither he nor    village without electricity, had no
       anyone else in the village of 670                                         How unfortunate that it took a
       residents had ever met a Jew.        exposure to the media. But certainly,   preacher from Nicaragua to provide
                                            the news of the Temple’s destruction
       When he found out Jennifer was       had traveled to Las Palomas in the   tangible inspiration, to show me
       Jewish, he begged for details of the   last 2,000 years.                  how to mourn for the Temple.
       Temple and the sacrifices. Jennifer                                       A version of this article originally
       told him that the Temple no longer   The preacher sat across from         appeared in Ami Magazine.
       existed, and therefore we were no    me, looking intently into my face
       longer able to offer the sacrifices.  to determine if I too was telling
                                            the truth. I explained that the
       To Jennifer’s bewilderment, the      Babylonians had destroyed our Holy
       preacher first  politely  argued  with   Temple, that it had been rebuilt 70   Judy  Waldman  is a freelance writer and
       her, and then grew increasingly      years later and destroyed again by   motivational  speaker  specializing  in
       agitated. He insisted that he read the   the Romans about 400 years after   Emunah, special needs, and intermarriage
       Bible every day and knew all about   that.                                as well as general Jewish topics



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