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FROM DEPRESSION TO EXPRESSION





        DAVID L. YOUNG, JERUSALEM

        I                                                       in my teaching career to have spent most of my
             came on Aliya in October 1968 and
            immediately went into deep depression. It
                                                                time teaching in ‘good’ schools where I was able
            took me three hours and a triple Scotch to
                                                                I compare thee to a summer’s day? This of course
        cure me of this and since then I’ve been happy,         to teach the delights of Macbeth, Hamlet and Shall
        smiling and usually sober. Why, I hear you asking,      was linked with teaching less delightful but
        were you depressed? Surely you’d achieved your          possibly more useful material such as the Present
        aims? You’d fulfilled your Zionist dreams, come         Progressive, the Past Simple and the Future
        on Aliya and would soon be standing there               Perfect Passive. More about Shakespeare, later.
        shoulder to shoulder with your fellow Zionists
        helping to develop the Land of our Fathers.             Probably, like most teachers, I remember my very
                                                                first lesson. There I was, keen and green, standing
        Not so! Here I was, twenty-two years old and I’d        in front of a class of forty fifteen-year old kids in a
        already fulfilled all my life’s ambitions. What was     Sunderland housing estate school. I had just read
        I going to do for the next 98 years - ad 120? As I      them The Pied Piper by Robert Browning with all
        knocked back my glass of duty-free Johnny               the fervour I could muster.
        Walker (Black Label, of course) I remembered
        writing my first grammar school essay, “My              “Now what did you think of that?” I asked,
        Future” at Willesden County Grammar School. In          brightly.
        this piece of youthful and thoughtful prose I had       A large bulky girl stood up and faced me. Then
        written, “When I grow up, I want to be an English       turning to face the rest of the class in a broad
        and History teacher and live in Israel.” Now here I     Geordie accent she said the immortal words,
        was at the WUJS (World Union of Jewish                  “Please, sir, I think it’s crap, sir.”
        Students) Ulpan in Arad about to play out the rest
        of my life. What else was I to do? Where were the       Fortunately the bell rang immediately after this
        challenges? What was the Great Unknown going            piece of literary criticism.
        to throw at me? I had done all I’d set out to do
        since I’d written those fateful words eleven years      And now to the beginning of my teaching career,
        earlier. I had arrived in the Holy Land and was         here in Israel. This next highlight occurred one
        destined to become a teacher.                           day in 1970 when I had mistakenly explained that
                                                                crude oil is measured in havitot (omelettes)
        Fortunately, this period of alcoholic introspection     instead of in haviot (barrels). One of the kids
        didn’t last long. Six months later after having         began to laugh derisively at my linguistic blunder.
        graduated from the Ulpan, I was standing in front       Suddenly his nasty reaction was cut short by a
        of a Yod Bet class inspiring them with the works        blow from the class bully who was sitting next to
        of Milton, Steinbeck and, of course, Shakespeare.       him. Looking at the now prostrate pupil on the
                                                                floor, the lout then proceeded to educate him,
        Why “of course, Shakespeare”? Because, since I          saying, “If you would try and talk English like
        stepped foot on terra firma Israelis, I have fallen     David is trying to do in Hebrew, you’d do much
        in love with the Bard of Avon. I have been lucky
                                                                better! Now shut up!”


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