Wedding dress in a Country Club

After so many days ouf mourning, let us come back to the life…

Ewa Maria Slaska

Over the years I read many American books which mentioned privileged life in various country clubs. Club members enjoying playing golf, tennis, swimming pools, club house, social activities. Some of those country clubs charge initiation fee ranging from few thousand dollars to couple of hundred thousand. Monthly fees are usually high, plus members have to spend certain amount on dining at the club’s restaurants. But even having money doesn’t open you the door to the club if you are  not a proper person. And what it means: proper? In every book the answer was different.

So, as I said it already, I read a lot about country clubs, playing golf or tennis, dancing, dining and enjoying life. This expensive life style is often object of envy; public and affordable golf courses do not provide the same luxurious activities.

For three weeks I felt privileged to live in a Ramsey Golf and Country Club, observing and participating in daily activities, fascinated by golfer’s playing  next to our garden, amazing wild life like chipmunks, squirrels, deers, colorful birds.

One Sunday we were strolling through an empty club and all of sudden we saw the wedding gown photographed in different areas of the club.

It was Jewish wedding. We saw the basket full of snowy white yarmulka’s and a chuppah erected by one of the lakes. The grooms family name is Korczak; it is  embroidered into bride’s dress hanger: Mrs Korczak.

The color of the wedding is light and dark purple; very elegant.

The dress was modern, not at all traditional, as it should be. But also no modern fancies in a style of Meghan, what is now the number 1 of wedding trends:

Over-the-top embellishments appear to be a thing of the past, thanks to designers opting for a heightened sense of restraint and minimalism (read: thanks to Meghan Markle). Finally, clean styles the minimalist, uptown sophisticate, and even the effortless bohemian would gravitate towards can be found without an ounce of lace, beading, or appliqué. The simplest of designs can be the most challenging to create–there’s little place to hide when neither appliqué nor embroidery can conceal a design flaw–and your wedding is the time to invest in a design that’s all about the fine details.

Oh oh, as the Minions would say. Remember the elaborate wedding dress worn by so many generations from The Marrying of Chani Kaufman, a novel of Eve Harris? Dress covering not only arms but also the hands, with no cleavage, decorated all over with rich silver embroidery. The Marrying… is a book about a life of Hasidim in modern London. But it must be all over the world like that, everywhere where the traditional Jews are living. Also in New York. For example Menashe a movie of Joshua Weinsteins. Did you see it? 

Set within the New York Hasidic community in Borough Park, Brooklyn, Menashe follows a kind but hapless grocery store clerk trying to maintain custody of his son Rieven after his wife, Lea, passes away. Since they live in a tradition-bound culture that requires a mother present in every home, Rieven is supposed to be adopted by the boy’s strict, married uncle, but Menashe’s Rabbi decides to grant him one week to spend with Rieven prior to Lea’s memorial. Their time together creates an emotional moment of father/son bonding as well as offers Menashe a final chance to prove to his skeptical community that he can be a capable parent.

Shot in secret entirely within the Hasidic community depicted in the film, and one of the only movies to be performed in Yiddish in nearly 70 years, Menashe is a warm, life-affirming look at the universal bonds between father and son that also sheds unusual light on a notoriously private community. Based largely on the real life of its Hasidic star Menashe Lustig, the film is a strikingly authentic and deeply moving portrait of family, love, connection, and community.

Menashe should marry. He does not want. He is still bond to Lea. But he will. The marriage is inescapably waiting just behind the horizon of the movie’s end.

Also in Fading Gigolo of John Turturro (with Woody Allen!) a Hasidic wedding is inevitably. With a dress like that pictured below, like in Marrying…?

Compare it with the dress in “our” country club!

The couple who was getting married at the club was very modern…

The next married copule I meet in the… Grand Central Station in NY. They were Chinese.

They stood quite a long time not moving at all. And than they went out and on the other side of the street.

Good luck to all of you!

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In Berlin we have an exposition

Hochzeitsträume (wedding dreams)

28.09.2018 – 28.07.2019
Museum Europäischer Kulturen

Reblog 18 Things That Every Polish American Will Understand

Monika Marzec

If you’re 100% Polish you know these are all true

Growing up as a Polish American there are some things that are just so true because we have all experienced them. By not being totally American and not being totally Polish, we get the best of both worlds. From Polish school to Jan Pawel II, these are just some of the identifiers that we grew up with.

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1. Saturdays are for Polish school

Whether you want to go or not isn’t up to you. This made Friday night sleepovers nonexistent for basically your whole childhood and preteenhood. Forget doing anything fun on Fridays because you ALWAYS had to wake up early and finish doing last week’s homework.

2. Your friends never understood your parents’ accent

All your non Polish friends are guilty of the smile and nod when being asked anything by your parents.

3. Every summer you went to Poland to visit your family

Nothing like flying LOT airlines the day after school ends to see your family. Every year you meet a new aunt or uncle or family friend you never met before (where do they seem to spawn from?!). Everyone is always excited to see you because you’re coming from America.

4. You know your mushrooms

If you’ve spent a summer in Poland, chances are you went mushroom picking. You always had that uncle that would tell you that muchomory are poisonous, so just take a picture but do not touch.

5. Babcia taught you how to make pierogi

Babcia is always cooking but teaching you to make pierogi is a sacred rite of passage because even though you live in America, you cannot forget you are Polish. After a few hours, you have enough pierogi to feed a small army and dinner to last the next few days.

6. Communism

Somehow this is a topic that always comes up during family dinners… or when you want something and get a lecture how your parents didn’t have anything during communism.

7. You know your Disco Polo

You do not know how people still listen to this but whenever it comes on you sing all the words to it.

8. Babcia will keep feeding you because you are never full in her eyes

9. You have your American friends and then you have your Polish friends

Not everyone in your school is Polish so naturally you have your American friends that just do not get your Polish parents or why you have to go to Polish school. Regardless, having two groups of friends is awesome because some there are some things that your American friends will just never get if they’re not Polish.

10. Krowki are life and you always have a secret stash of them somewhere

11. Everyone has a picture of pope John Paul II in their house

Are you even Polish if you do not have a picture of the Polish pope in your house?

12. Whenever someone mentions Poland in school or public you immediately begin to pay attention

“Yes I’m Polish”

13. Translating things from Polish to English is sometimes challenging

Sometimes Polish words do not translate to English the same way. For example, why is stuffed cabbage called pigeon? Why is a chocolate dipped marshmallow called bird’s milk? We have so many questions…

14. Just because your Polish everyone assumes you’re a raging alcoholic

I mean, they are not entirely wrong because vodka almost sounds the same as the Polish word for water. Coincidence? I think not.

15. Just like Saturdays are for Polish school, Sundays are for church

As a Polish American youth, you do not have the luxury of sleeping in on weekends because you either have Polish school or church. And God forbid you are late to either, wstyd.

16. Everyone has the same leather kapcie

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You do not know where they come from or how they make a size for everyone, but you always have to wear them because if you walk barefoot on the floor, you will get pneumonia.

17. You speak Polish whenever you’re in public but want to talk about someone

Whether you’re at Home Goods with mama and you see someone you used to know and start gossiping about them, or you’re with your Polish friends and you’re talking about your crush who just happened to walk in, Polish comes in handy.

18. Your mom is always cleaning

You are not allowed to be in the room she just cleaned because she literally vacuumed everything including the cat and the picture frames. The living room is for show, not for living!!!!

Regardless of everything, you would not change being Polish for anything.


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What I like in America?

Ewa Maria Slaska

Iwonka (Foto somebody)

Rich (Foto Iwonka)

Manhattan seen from Brooklyn (Foto Iwonka)

and from the Atlantic Ocean (Foto Iwonka)

Perkins Memory Drive (with Manhattan skyline)

“Our” Golf and Country Club (Fotos Iwonka)

Cardinals (Foto Iwonka in a winter!)

Golf course (View from the living room. Foto Iwonka)

Fireplace inside the living room.

Israeli Couscous

“Our” train to NY and back (Foto Iwonka)

New World Trade Center Train Station (designed by Santiago Calatrava)

“Clean Cranberry Snax” with Chia- or Pumpkin seeds

Cute Halloween cakes

UAE

Iwona Schweizer

I recently visited the United Arab Emirates (UAE), a vibrant tourist center in the Middle East.

With the discovery of oil in the 1960’s, the area was transformed from small fishing and pearling villages to a regional business center for the Gulf region.  In 1971 after independence from Britain, the seven emirates united and created the UAE. The population at that time was around 235,000.  The current population is close to 9.5 million people and the median age is 34.

UAE rulers understood early that diversification was critical to the country’s future.  Accordingly, they offered attractive tax advantages and brought major Fortune 500 companies to invest there.  Even though oil still plays important role in country’s total revenue other industries like real estate, finance, retail, and tourism are now part of the backbone of the UAE’s dynamic economy.

UAE ranks among the top 15 defense spenders worldwide, with a majority of the defense budget being spent on air defense systems and the air force.  The United States provides the UAE with military training and has treated the UAE as a leading partner in combating terrorism. Recently, UAE special operation forces were involved in Mali, Afghanistan, Egypt, Yemen, Somalia.  UAE does not have diplomatic relations with Israel (Israelis or Israeli products are not allowed in the country). However, both countries conduct joint military exercise in fighting terrorism.

About 10-15% of the population are native citizens. 80% of the population is foreign born. Emiratis have many privileges provided by the government such as free education, healthcare, grants to cover wedding costs, subsidized utility payments, and well-paid jobs in public sector. UAE is often called expatriate’s paradise. Expats with good jobs are compensated very well. The often receive a housing allowance and car allowances. Domestic help is cheap, almost every household employs a maid. There is no income tax or sales tax.

Due to the influx of foreigners, Emiratis often complain about losing their cultural identity. A common complaint is that too often Islamic guidelines for modest clothing, displays of affection, and consumption of alcohol are not enforced. It is common to see people dressed in western style outfits next to a native wearing an abaya, burka or kandura. Alcohol is served in licensed bars and hotels, and the UAE is famous as a sex tourist destination in the Middle East.

Temporary workers (construction, service) are often unhappy but would usually say “it is still better than back home.” They send money home, educate their children, and save for old age. Many families in Asia were lifted out of poverty because someone in their family works in UAE. I spoke to few hotel and restaurant workers who were very satisfied. Many employers pay for tickets to visit home.

There are also sad stories of people leaving in deplorable conditions, who for some reason had their passports confiscated, and/or whose wages were not paid by their employers. I came across a few circumstances where people claimed they were unable to go back home because they did not have the money to travel.

One can often see nannies with children in local coffee shops. My friends have a nanny from the Philippines. She has worked in Dubai for 12 years and seems very happy there. She is paid $600 month to clean, cook, and take care of two small children. Her wages allow her to send money to her parents every month. By doing so, she was able to build her parents a small house.

Dubai is the cleanest, elegant, the most modern city I ever saw. It often feels unreal, with wide boulevards, big shopping malls, an indoor ski slope, and even a three story aquarium in one of the shopping centers. Dubai also boasts the tallest building in the world. It has the finest restaurants, luxurious hotels. Dubai Healthcare Center is a hub for wealthy people in the Gulf area. Wealthy individuals can even purchase a manmade island in the shape of the world.

UAE is the second safest country in the world, after Finland. You can leave your iPhone on a table and nobody will touch it. Surveillance and undercover police are common. Cameras are everywhere. UAE has experienced no political unrest so far.  That being said, criticizing the government or Islam can result in imprisonment or deportation.

A friend who lives there for years told me about his colleague who went out with his buddies one night.  The following day he received the call and was told to leave the country within 24 hours. When he asked why, caller said “no explanation, no questions asked, you have 24 hours to get out”.

Cars and car insurance are inexpensive. You can see high end cars like Jaguar, Bugatti, Lamborghini on the roads and mall parking lots.  Dubai is famous for its Maserati and Porsche police cars.

In 2016, almost 15 million people visited Dubai. It is the fourth most visited city in the world.  There are a lot of efforts to expand culture in UAE.  Last year, a magnificent opera house opened in Dubai.  There are plans to open Guggenheim and Louvre museums in Abu Dhabi.  Such initiatives should have a positive effect on the country’s leisure sector.

UAE is supposedly one of the happiest countries on the planet. They even have “Minister of State for Happiness” driving government policy to provide social satisfaction.

Reblog: An Open Letter…

Monika Marzec

…To My Biological Parents Who Haven’t Seen Me Since I Was Born

Every year when it’s my birthday, do you think of me?

Hi!

I know I haven’t seen you guys since I was born, but I want you to know that every day, I think about you. I was lucky that the family that adopted me has stayed together so I got to grow up with two parents. However, I like to think that I grew up with four. Even if you weren’t with me physically, a part of you was still around. I know both of you didn’t end up together and got married to other people, but I want to know – does that technically bring up the parent count to six now?

 

Every year when it’s my birthday, do you think of me? Is July 9th a day that you celebrate silently?

I want you to know that I’m okay. I grew up in a good neighborhood on Long Island where I went to elementary school, middle school, and high school. Every summer I went to Poland to see my family and even got to go to camp. The first summer I went to camp, I cried because I couldn’t read in Polish so I had no idea what the plan for the day was or what was for dinner. And that fall, my parents enrolled me in Polish school. I hated it. I grew up playing soccer and volleyball and made captain in high school. My favorite subjects in school were always math and science because I loved learning and problem-solving.

I always grew up thinking that I was going to meet you on my 18th birthday, but it came and went and I still don’t know you.

Something stupid that depresses me sometimes is when I go to a doctor’s office and they ask me about my family’s medical history. I always say I was adopted so I don’t know what was genetically passed down or what I’m at risk for.

Being adopted is unique because you have two pasts: your biological parents’ and your adoptive parents.’ Some adoptees are okay with not knowing about their biological parents and treat them like a simple sperm and egg donor, but I want to know. I want to know everything. Your likes, your dislikes… I grew up an only child so do I have half siblings? That would be really cool because playing Candyland was lonely growing up.

Not knowing anything about you besides being genetically related makes me feel like no matter what I learn about myself, or how many times I ‘find’ myself, I still have a little piece of the puzzle missing.

I love you. I don’t know you.

Hopefully one day we will meet and I can tell you about everything and everyone that is important to me. I want to thank you for giving me up for adoption and not aborting me because you gave me a life that is worth living – even if you haven’t been a part of it.


This article was first published on an Odyseeyonline

Reblog about clothes we don’t wear

My dear friends, Ania and Anne, Monika, Teresa, Dorota and Dorota, Lidia, Ela, Marta, Joasia, Tanja, Agnieszka and Johanna, Kasia, Krysia and Christine, Maria and Maryla, o, Esther of course – is it something we can copy for Berlin? Can we start with our own items and see how it works? I have plenty of things, probably we all have…

Alexandra Schwartz

Rent the Runway Wants to Lend You Your Look

With its subscription service, the company has created an unusual hybrid of fast fashion and luxury. Will it stop you from buying new clothes?

At the back of my narrow New York City closet, squished between a thick sweater that has gone ignored since last winter and a long-retired pair of floral-print jeans, is a dress that I have never worn. I bought it at Zara last April, in a flush of springtime optimism. The dress is a hundred per cent cotton, midi length, and belted at the waist. It is also bright yellow, somewhere between ripe banana and free-range egg yolk. In the dressing room, I thought that it made me look cheerful, like a modest yet sexy daffodil. At home, my unsparing mirror told the truth: I was Big Bird with pockets. The return window closed long ago; that’s seventy-nine dollars added to my open tab of sartorial bets made and lost, joining the expensive brocade palazzo pants I wore to a fancy function and then forgot about, and the mom jeans that I got on a trip to Stockholm, where they seemed safely on the hip side of hideous. I have plenty of clothes that I love. Even so, the weeds are starting to choke the garden.

According to Jennifer Hyman, the C.E.O. of Rent the Runway, I am not alone. “Every woman has the feeling of opening up her closet and seeing the dozens of dead dresses that she’s worn only once,” she told me recently. Each year, as Hyman is fond of pointing out, the average American buys sixty-eight items of clothing, eighty per cent of which are seldom worn; twenty per cent of what the $2.4-trillion global fashion industry generates is thrown away.

Chief among the culprits here are fast-fashion businesses like Zara and H&M, which flood their stores with a constantly renewed selection of cheaply manufactured styles cribbed from high-end designers. Inditex, the Spanish company that owns Zara, is the biggest clothing retailer in the world, and produces 1.5 billion items a year. Its business relies on both the fact of surplus and the impression of scarcity. If you take a few days to mull over a possible purchase, it may well be gone by the time you return. Prices are low enough to nudge customers to buy that bedazzled leopard-print cape to wear out on Saturday night, even if it ends up at Goodwill on Sunday morning.

Hyman founded Rent the Runway in 2008 with Jenny Fleiss, while both were in their second year at Harvard Business School. The idea was simple. Men have long been able to rent tuxedos for black-tie events. Why should a woman spend a fortune on a gown that she’ll probably never wear again? Rent the Runway gave women access to designer dresses for a fraction of the sticker price. A dress was delivered in two sizes, returned by prepaid shipping label to the company’s warehouse, dry-cleaned, and sent out to the next wearer.

A few years ago, Hyman thought hard about how to expand the business. The company tried offering a subscription service for handbags and accessories, but it fell flat. At a focus group held in Washington, D.C., Hyman spoke with a customer who compared Rent the Runway to an ice-cream sundae. “It’s delicious. It makes me feel awesome,” the woman said. “But after I eat the sundae I feel really fat, and I don’t want to have another one.” Hyman said, “For me, that was a eureka moment. She was saying that Rent the Runway was a nice-to-have, not a need-to-have. If I’m going to be an analogy to food, I want to be your meat and potatoes.”

In 2016, Hyman and Fleiss launched Rent the Runway Unlimited, a subscription service that initially aimed to help professional women dress for work, and has since expanded to cover most of their daily fashion concerns. For a hundred and fifty-nine dollars a month, a customer can keep up to four items at a time, rotating out any piece as often as she likes. She might, in October, rent a heather-gray coat in a woollen-cashmere blend by Theory (retail price: $925), then, in December, trade it in for a pillowy Proenza Schouler puffer ($695), with three rental slots remaining to cycle through a dizzying selection of skirts, slacks, joggers, jeans, and jewelry that she might wear to the office, or to a party, or on vacation, once, or ten times, or never.

By the end of this year, Rent the Runway will offer fifteen thousand styles by more than five hundred designers, with a total inventory of eight hundred thousand units, stored in what Hyman calls “the closet in the cloud.” Browsing that inventory on its Web site, or scrolling through its app, can feel like bobbing for apples in the sea. Styles go by—too cheesy, too skimpy, too random, too reasonably priced to waste a rental on—and then: a billowy floral Marni skirt ($1,140; “TO DIE FOR,” according to one reviewer), or a sporty Vince day-to-night number ($375; “glamorous & comfortable”) to pair with a bold Oscar de la Renta tulip necklace ($990; “Walked around like Princess Diana with it”).

“Lots of forces are disrupting the fashion world right now,” Cindi Leive, the former editor of Glamour, told me. “There’s the over-all demolition of every old rule you can think of about how people should dress. The concept of work dressing versus casual dressing is gone in a lot of fields. So is the idea of dressing for day versus night, or of what makes a January outfit versus a July outfit, or of what’s appropriate for a twenty-year-old versus for a fifty-year-old.” With its subscription service, Rent the Runway has created an unusual hybrid of fast fashion and luxury, offering speed, variety, and that dopamine hit that comes from buying something new plus the seductive tingle of leaving the house in something expensive. Customers are encouraged to play with their style without guilt. If a piece doesn’t work out, it goes not to a landfill but to another user, and another, and another.

Mighty mighty mighty

Ewa Maria Slaska

We went to New York to concert of Singing Men of Texas (120 of them!) in Carnegie Hall! Strange!

Me in Carnegie Hall. Strange! (Foto Iwona)

120 singing men. Strange!

Everything I saw last days in America reminded me an all American movies I’ve ever seen and all American book I’ve ever read.
The farmer in a red pic up, weather-beaten dude, but handsome, in red plaid shirt.
High school kids singing Sunday morning between booths on farmers market.
Suburb train taking every morning all the kings men to work in Manhattan.
Midget waiter in an Italian Trattoria where we have our pre theater dinner serving cold water and wine. At the table near to us two families, behind us a very young and pretty woman with a wrath of red flowers looking like Frida Kahlo.
Very nice but in the same time a somewhat spooky pastor who forget to comb his hair and his curly red haired women born in Poland, singing soprano in a church.
Very handsome, very black, very tall intellectual with squared glasses better looking than almost any other men in the whole Hall.
And so on.

They singed gospel in Carnegie Hall. 120 white men and one black pastor.

They also sang that sweet song of Mosie Lister, I am feeling fine. O yeah, I am feeling mighty fine.

A great star of Gospel music, Steve Green, was singing with them. I was not very fond of him, though I had to admit, he had really mighty voice. But then he sang a capella Martin Luthers Mighty Fortress, and I thought I have never heard that song singed so mighty…

It is one of the best known hymns by the German reformer Martin Luther. He wrote the words, a paraphrase of Psalm 46, and composed the melody sometime between 1527 and 1529. It has been translated into English at least seventy times and also into many other languages.

A Mighty Fortress
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A mighty fortress is our God
A bulwark never failing
Our helper He amid the flood
Of mortal ills prevailing
For still our ancient foe
Doth seek to work us woe
His craft and power are great
And armed with cruel hate
On Earth is not his equal
Did we in our own strength confide
Our striving would be losing
Were not the right man on our side
The man of God’s own choosing
You ask who that may be
Christ Jesus, it is He
Lord Saboth His name
From age to age the same
And he must win the battle
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And through this world with devils filled
Should threaten to undo us
We will not fear
For God hath willed His truth to
Triumph through us
The prince of darkness grim
We tremble not for him, his rage we can endure
For lo, his doom is sure
One little word shall fell him
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That word above all earthly powers
No thanks to them, Abideth
The spirit and the gifts are ours
Through Him who with us sideth
Let goods and kindred go
This mortal life also
The body they may kill, God’s truth abideth still
His kingdom is forever
His kingdom is forever
His kingdom is forever
His kingdom is forever and ever
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Translated by Steve Green
Ein feste Burg ist unser Gott
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Ein feste Burg ist unser Gott,
ein gute Wehr und Waffen.
Er hilft uns frei aus aller Not,
die uns jetzt hat betroffen.
Der alt böse Feind
mit Ernst er’s jetzt meint,
groß Macht und viel List
sein grausam Rüstung ist,
auf Erd ist nicht seins gleichen.
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Mit unsrer Macht ist nichts getan,
wir sind gar bald verloren;
es streit’ für uns der rechte Mann,
den Gott hat selbst erkoren.
Fragst du, wer der ist?
Er heißt Jesus Christ,
der Herr Zebaoth,
und ist kein andrer Gott,
das Feld muss er behalten.
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Und wenn die Welt voll Teufel wär
und wollt uns gar verschlingen,
so fürchten wir uns nicht so sehr,
es soll uns doch gelingen.
Der Fürst dieser Welt,
wie sau’r er sich stellt,
tut er uns doch nicht;
das macht, er ist gericht’:
ein Wörtlein kann ihn fällen.
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Das Wort sie sollen lassen stahn
und kein’ Dank dazu haben;
er ist bei uns wohl auf dem Plan
mit seinem Geist und Gaben.
Nehmen sie den Leib,
Gut, Ehr, Kind und Weib:
lass fahren dahin,
sie haben’s kein’ Gewinn,
das Reich muss uns doch bleiben.

PS. For those who do not know (I did not):

Mosie Lister (1921 – 2015) was an American singer and Baptist minister. He was best known for writing the Gospel songs “Where No One Stands Alone”, “Till the Storm Passes By”, “Then I Met the Master” and “How Long Has It Been?” As a singer, he was an original member in The Statesmen Quartet, the Sunny South Quartet, and the Melody Masters. In 1976 Lister was inducted into the Gospel Music Hall of Fame and the Southern Gospel Music Association in 1997. His songs have been recorded by nearly every Southern Gospel artist. And not only. Elvis Presley recorded three of his songs in the 60s: “Where No One Stands Alone” “He Knows Just What I Need” and “His Hand in Mine”.

Kosciasko… Kosciusco…

Ewa Maria Slaska

I was invited to America by my friend. Thank you Iwona! It is great to be with you here!

It is already my third day in America.
Yesterday I was told that today we will visit West Point.
Do you know what West Point is? Oh, I said, something military.
I visited USA 27 years ago so I was aware that Kosciuszko was involved in the  revolutionary war here.
I asked my friends “do Americans know that he was Polish?; they pronounce his name as Kosciusko?”  I was assured that Americans know that he was a Pole but I still had doubts.
Shortly after we were in the United States Military Academy, also called West Point. Originally established as a fort, it is a national landmark full of historic monuments and buildings. Kosciuszko, military architect designed and managed construction of the West Point’s fortification. He even build tranquil Kosciusko Garden, overlooking stunning Hudson River, where he would retreat to relax and contemplate. Soon we approached his monument. I was proud to see how prominent Kosciuszko’s role was in Polish and American history.

Do you recognize him? Tadeusz Kościuszko!

From Wikipedia:
He was born 1746, died October 15, 1817. He was Polish-Lithuanian military engineer, statesman, and military leader who became a national hero in Poland, Lithuania, Belarus, and the United States. He fought in the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth’s struggles against Russia and Prussia, and on the U.S. side in the American Revolutionary War. He studied in Warsaw and Paris, then 1776 moved to America, where he took part in the American Revolutionary War as a colonel in the Continental Army. An accomplished military architect, he designed and oversaw the construction of state-of-the-art fortifications, including those at West Point, New York. In 1783, in recognition of his services, the Continental Congress promoted him to brigadier general. Upon returning to Poland in 1784, Kościuszko was commissioned as a major general in the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth Army in 1789. After the Polish–Russian War of 1792 resulted in the Second Partition of Poland, he organized an uprising against Russia in March 1794 (Powstanie Kościuszkowskie), serving as its Naczelnik (commander-in-chief). Russian forces captured him at the Battle of Maciejowice in October 1794. The defeat of the Kościuszko Uprising led to Poland’s Third Partition in 1795, which ended the Polish–Lithuanian Commonwealth’s independent existence for 123 years. In 1796, following the death of Tsaritsa Catherine the Great, Kościuszko was pardoned by her successor, Tsar Paul I, and he emigrated to the United States. A close friend of Thomas Jefferson’s, with whom he shared ideals of human rights, Kościuszko wrote a will in 1798 dedicating his U.S. assets to the education and freedom of U.S. slaves. He eventually returned to Europe and lived in Switzerland until his death in 1817. The execution of his will later proved difficult, and the funds were never used for the purpose he had intended.

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My friends live in Ramsey, New Jersey, one of many bedroom communities close to New York City; 45 minutes by car or train. Ramsey is located  five minutes from the Appalachian  Mountains. On our way to West Point we drove through Seven Lakes – as name implies group of seven large and few small, picturesque lakes. Via curvy and steep Perkins Memorial Drive we reached the top of the Bear Mountain. It is breathtaking view of the Hudson Valley, Catskill Mountains.
It is sunny autumn day. We are surrounded by huge green forests. Some trees are already covered in a fall foliage, the whole landscape is shiny and golden.
We plan to visit this area in 2 weeks, hoping that Appalachian Trial and Bear Mountain  will be covered with vivid fall colors. We are stopping every now and then so I can take pictures. Once, far away behind river, lakes, forests and hills we see again skyline of New York City. I was thrilled that day.

Yddishland. Reblog from my own blog

because it is really worth of reblogging. Just so!

Dr Lidia Głuchowska

Yiddishland and the utopie of Avant-Garde

adler-berlewi-chagall-lissitzky(…) …„Yiddishland“, the patria of the new, secular Yiddish culture of the Central East European Diaspora. To its inhabitants or rather residents belonged pro-Russian Litvaks, sympathising with socialism and rooted in the misnagda tradition; pro-Austrian Galitsianers influenced by Haskala and open to assimilation; and Hasidic pious Polakes, loyal to the pre-partioned Poland. This population was subject to migration and urbanisation processes, which additionally differentiated it. The cultural revival of the “Yiddishland” depicts in an especially evident way the problem of the deterriorisation of the international avant-garde.The interdisciplinary and transborder Yiddish avant-garde was active mainly in the former “Ansiedlungsrayon” of the Russian Empire, which means in Poland, Ukraine and Belarus, but also in other parts of Central Europe – like in Latvia, Romania or Germany – and in the United States. Its representatives emphasised ties with the Yiddish language and culture – common among the inhabitants of these areas, so called Yiddishism. This movement was considered to be a conception opposite to the Haskala renaissance, the revival of Hebrew and Zionism, aiming at founding an independent Jewish state and based on the restitution of Hebrew as an official literary language.

The following essay presents the structure of Yiddish avant-garde within the universal network of international avant-garde consisting of such components as art groups, magazines exhibitions, cafés, cabaret and theatre, and communicating with its own lingua franca. (…)

The avant-garde network has been often compared with the Diaspora. A paradigmatic avant-garde artist was cosmopolitan, multilingual and mobile – acting in the transborder cultural space and the distribution radius of the avant-garde manifestos extending from Scandinavia to the Balkans, and from Paris to Moscow. Against this background, Central Eastern Europe, which could be geographically identified with the area of the utopian “Yiddishland“, was more specifically “a region of constant migration, immigration and emigration, of people arriving, departing and moving around”. “Nomadic modernism” was another essential phenomenon of artistic internationalism in this period. (…)

katznelson-golfaden-borderzon… it has to be pointed out, that while, in general, in looking for the realisation of the utopia of a borderless “new world”, most of the émigrés were outsiders acting as insiders, the members of the Yiddish avant-garde were always outsiders, acting in foreign national or international contexts.

According to the political limitations, for example after a period of the flourishing of the avant-garde tendencies in the Soviet Union, several Jewish artists felt pushed to emigration. As a consequence of less or more convenient political or economical conditions the process of the deterriorisation considered not only actors of the cultural process themselves, but also their works. A number of art journals also appeared initially at one, then at another place, sometimes abroad (…) or been published in the German Metropolis parallel in Yiddish and Hebrew and was addressed to the different competing fractions of the Jewish national-artistic movement, divided between the Yiddishists and Zionists. Lissitzky, Berlewi or Marc Chagall – who in opposition to his two colleagues did not explicitly support the idea of Yiddishism – were active in different countries and published their manifestoes in various languages.

The fact of a great relevance is that in a way, the Yiddish avant-garde was a Diaspora in a double sense. It participated in an avant-garde network on two levels. On an international level its members cooperated locally with Russian, Polish, Romanian or German groups in the singular national “household” countries and their representatives abroad. Simultaneously, on the national level they had several other local and cross-border contacts and were involved in the artistic life of their Yiddish-speaking communities. (…)

Some characteristics of the international avant-garde as a utopian borderless “new world” seem to fit to the Yiddish avant-garde in a particular way. The “Yiddishland” as a political utopia generated several images of the cultural transfer associated with its maps as a whole. (…) Such maps gave a glimpse of a major myth for a whole generation of artists, their collaborative project, a dream like imago mundi. Attempts in creating the artistic topography, sometimes in a comprehensive global way, sometimes on a smaller scale, were also the Panslavism, the zenitist aim of the Balkanisation of Europe or – much less researched idea of Yiddishism concerning the bigger part of Central-Eastern Europe. (…)

aronson-ravitch-markish-segalowiczThe echo of these historical maps or symbols of the cultural transfer are the schemes of the network, which correspond with the current historiographical concepts (…). While the first one seems to symbolize the stable construction of the right angled lines, the other one, through the usage of the diagonals, suggest the dynamic of the exchange-processes, a motion. (They are) not identical; this means on the one side that the Yiddish network has got partly other exchange centres, and, on the other side it also evaluated in the time. After the limitations of the artistic autonomy in the Soviet Union, the Yiddish avant-garde network became smaller and shifted to the West… (…)

In the past two decades, the avant-garde have been examined as an intellectual and spiritual alliance, as a model of a “new community” pursuing a “new world”, consisting of the interconnected locations of cosmopolitan artistic life in Central Europe such as Bucharest, Budapest, Łódź, Prague and Zagreb, with links to Amsterdam, Berlin, Dessau, Moscow, Paris, Vienna and many other cities in other parts of Europe and the world. In this way the newer narratives contribute to overcoming the previous dualistic approach to the European avant-garde, which divided the artistic map of the continent between Western “centres” and Eastern “peripheries”. The old canon has meanwhile been replaced by a more sophisticated approach, in which the geographical centre of the continent is no longer perceived as its periphery. In opposition to that the visualisations of the network of the Yiddish avant-garde, with its centres in Minsk, Kiev, Kharkov, Riga, Odessa, Saint-Petersburg, Odessa, Moscow, Vilna, Łódź and Warsaw, as well as in Berlin, Paris and New York, are of a much younger datum and the discussion on it in the more general, supranational context is still a desideratum of new cultural historiography.

Apart of the comparison of the imaginative maps of the avant-garde and Yiddish avant-garde universe, also a closer glance at another self-advertising strategy of the(se) movement(s), shows both interesting similarities and differences. One of their major media promoting the universal spirit of art were the little magazines, which all together contributed to a “worldwide network of periodicals”. (…)

Warsaw thereby acquired the status of a European centre for Yiddish literature, with Paris and Berlin serving as its satellites. (…) However, what has to be pointed out is that, even if Yiddish as a language was represented here, the magazine popularised not the idea of Yiddishism, but the opposite one – Zionism. (…)

Paradoxically, both in the case of the international avant-garde and the Yiddish one as its very specific case, their cartography, manifestos and the network of magazines presented a new sphere of the transborder artistic exchange, which can be seen as the anticipation of a future perfect, of modernisation projects characterised by new forms, frequently with an emphasis on ethics rather than aesthetics. In both cases they refer to a utopian community, neglecting the political reality of the period.

Almanac Yung-Yidish – Songs in word and image (…)

One of its innovative qualities was the breaking the rules of the Jewish tradition, such as the biblical ban on images. The typical avant-garde integration of word and image, (…) the domination of the forbidden image over the word was a kind of redefinition of a cultural code and its extension into the zone of taboo. (…) The three issues of Yung-Yidish were published on packing paper between February and December 1919 with a print-run of 350 to 500 copies. (…) Like most avant-garde periodicals, it was an ephemeral publication, even if it grew more interesting and bigger with each new issue. (…) Despite the advanced plans, the 4th issue, dedicated to the biblical Ruth, never came out because of financial reasons. (…)

The Yung-Yidish magazine, representing the main ideas of Yiddish avant-garde, set out its programme in two manifestos. The first, unsigned, in the periodical’s first issue, rebelled against the chaos and materialistic character of the present, and defended the eternal values of God, beauty, and truth. Yung-Yidish artists defined themselves as realists in a mystical faith, admiring art and both Jewish languages: the young one – Yiddish – and the ancient one – Hebrew – the language of the prophets. In the manifesto of the second issue, Broderzon stressed the ties of the Yiddish avant-garde with the millennium tradition of universal culture. Invoking the Bible, including the Psalms and “The Song of Songs”, and thus the tradition of Judaism, he once again pointed to the metaphysical concept of art. Adler too, in the same issue, evoked the Chasidic tradition in his “Prayer”. (…)

Historiography of the avant-garde, written by representatives themselves or by specialised scholars since World War II, often assumes that at the end of the first decade of the twentieth century an internationalist inclination superseded nationalist tendencies which had typified the nineteenth century, when art and architecture were instrumentalised as true manifestations of nationhood. In Central Eastern Europe the internationalist avant-garde conception of a “new world” had to compete with the predominance of conceptions of national modernisation and the idea of a national responsibility of the arts in the “new states”. (…) Internationalism, multiculturalism and multilingualism though not desired in the official life, belonged to the reality of art and present life. (…)

turkow-rotbaum-schwarz-weichertOne of the consequences of this process, intensified by the multilingualism and multiculturalism on a personal level, was the cultural syncretism both in the form and content of artistic production. Among others, this syncretism is apparent in a non-confessional religiousness which combined Christianity or Jewish religious conceptions, via theosophy, with Buddhism and other Eastern religions. (…) there was an explicit demand for a plurality of styles (…) and it was Futurism that played the key role in “new art”. (…)

The problem of the national awakening (…) concerns, however, not only the real existing “new” national states in Central Eastern Europe, but also (re)constructing the national consciousness and culture of the “Yiddishland” being in general the “underground structure” of the really existing political organisms in the interwar period, the same way as the literature of the Yiddish avant-garde was an exterritorial one, which but did not have any foundation in any specific national country.

Yiddish, which since the 1908 conference in Czernowitz was recognised as the language of Jewish culture on a par with Hebrew, was here the prime token of identity. In contrast to it, other languages like German, Russian and Polish, were the means of communication of assimilated Jews, whereas Hebrew, the language of religion, was unknown to the general Jewish population and was removed from its Central and Eastern European roots. The style of the poetry of the Yiddish avant-garde is characteristic of the entire literature of a community that survived the atrocities of World War I and a history of pogroms and revolutions. It expressed less the beauty than the horror. Its poetics bear the imprint of Yiddish Expressionism. (…)

In this context one has to maintain a paradoxical fact: not only as a literary but also as a communicative medium Yiddish often has to be constituted/restituted among the members of the Yiddishist movement. (…) And – which is not a well known fact – they mostly communicated in the languages of the “household” states (…). On the other hand, the Yiddish poets, like e.g. Peretz Markish, creatively used the polysemiotic senses of the Slavic languages, even in their programmatic manifestoes.

Yiddish as a language of the Diaspora which before World War II appealed to readers in most parts of Central Eastern Europe (…) …transgressed political borders, but at the same time had a national function. Because of that, with time however some of the representatives of the Yiddish avant-garde (…) looking for broader recognition decided to use mainly other languages and in a way lost this part of their identity, at least as a means of artistic expression. (…)

barcinski-kaminska-horowitz-nazoIn Central Eastern Europe the tensions between the universal and the particular, the international and national, were stronger than elsewhere on the continent. The modernisation impulse from the respective political centres in the single new states contributed to hybrid results privileging local materials, ornaments and themes. Artists tried (…) to transform foreign artistic patterns, creating local idioms of the international avant-garde code (…). Sometimes these permutations and hybridisations of Central European art are perceived as a consequence of the Jewish influence, with the affinity to richness and orientalism. Sometimes, however, both the whole (Central) Eastern European art and the new secular Jewish one being one of the main aims of the Yiddish avant-garde, has been associated with the hybrid components and the biomorphic metaphor of a world in statu nascendi (…)

In a special way, the avant-garde interest in new universal signs in the visual arts and design also resulted in a standardised typography. Innumerable examples which can be found in books, little magazines or posters, including collages or photomontages and especially exotic and impressive when printed in Cyrillic or Hebrew letters, established “a sort of international hieroglyph”. And often – only this one component of the Jewish identity, the language being, next to the culture and religion – Judaism a proof of “Jewishness”. In its written form it was used not only as and artistic medium, but also as a symbol of identity (…)

Efforts to create a universal style and an avant-garde corporate identity were crowned with an International Art Collection in Łódź in 1931, the first presentation of contemporary art to be permanently exhibited in a state museum in Europe. (…)

Jankel Adler in his article (1920) about expressionism which at that the time was still generally identified with the whole of progressive art stressed out its links with the sacral sphere: “We are the children of the 20th century. […] Stuffy air was our first breath. Our first walk are accompanied by the thousand fold by a choir of ringing trams, the staccato of horse-cabs, whimpering freight trains, speeding automobiles and a choir and noisy passages with criss-cross the streets with a thousand diagonals […] Art of the 20th century, the art of expressionism was born at that longing [after the God LG] and became the seventh day of the working week.”

Two years later his colleague Berlewi already after his return from Germany became a follower of the “new form” and meant: “I had to give up purely Yiddish problems completely and then I devoted myself to cubists and the constructivist’s experiments. Currently my task is to create something European”. (…)

lindenfeld-zarnower-aronson-altmanTo the general components of the avant-garde paradigm belongs the performative character of its manifests and manifestations. Regarding the Yiddish avant-garde, the most authentic and most long lasting emanations of its identity was, next to the programmatic texts and new secular visual art, the theatre, reflecting the every day life experience of the Yiddish population. In its carnival-like art (…) it appeared as especially attractive to a wide audience in Central Europe. In this sense, being even a mirror and mimicry of life and the part of life itself, it can be considered as the most and thus effective, performative manifesto of the Yiddish avant-garde.

Due to the hostility of orthodox religious communities it was formed relatively late, in 1876 in Jassy (Romania). The name of its founder, Graham Goldfaden, inspired the description of the whole genre, inspired by such folk songs and the traditions like the Purim-spiel of Biblical motifs. Between 1878 and 1905 the Tsar had forbidden the staging of performances in Yiddish, but Goldfaden’s theatre still used this “Jargon”. It was partly disregarded also among Jewish intellectuals, opting for the revival of Hebrew or the assimilation, concerning it as shund (garbage). (…) As an alternative to it several other theatre groups were grounded (…) (also) small artistic theatres and cabarets…(…), performances (…).

If internationalism is generally considered a conditio sine qua non of the avant-garde, the national question can be perceived as the contrasting intertext, as a negative point of reference for an international avant-garde ideology, or at least as a set of ideas which had to be addressed. The artists of the Yiddish avant-garde gathered e.g. around such magazines as Yung-Yidish or Yung-Vilne (…) deserve special attention. They were major platforms of Yiddishism, (…) unlike the rest of the Jewish artists who were often assimilated (…). They represented a second generation of new Jewish culture. Whereas the first one tried to create a European opening for Yiddish culture, the second, on the contrary, strove to introduce “the Jewish world” into European culture. As such, the Yiddish avant-garde operated “in-between”, addressing the issue of “the other” in a more poignant way than the rest of the avant-garde, provoking a deconstruction of the official conception of the “new state” as an ethnic and cultural monad, which they considered to be merely a political construct. As “universal others”, they were predestined to become spokespeople for an ‘inter-national’ avant-garde. The motivation for their stylistic choices was, however, not underpinned by a universal aesthetic based in an “escape from history”, but rather by a symbolic discourse of the marginalised in relation to the relevant national cultural context and historiography.(…)

shor-shifrin-ryback-ingerTheir common work and the three issues of Yung-Yidish over the previous two decades are treasured by a handful of libraries in the world as an imposing body of work by the Yiddish avant-garde, arriving at its dire epilogue in the Nazi Entartete Kunst (Degenerate Art) exhibition of 1937 and the Holocaust. (…)

Because of its national aims and structures, but possibly also a missing recognition from the outside, it can be, on the one hand perceived as a hermetic or maybe separate/isolated network, parallel to a universal one and not its subdivision. On the other hand, its exterritorial character and numerous transborder links predestined it to be even a model of the international network as its pars pro toto.

In opposition to the predominant meanings it was not isolated from the local context of the “household” countries. In contrary, following the own national aims, it also looked for the universal perspectives and acceptance in Central Eastern European “new states”, which in opposition to the “Yiddishland” became real political organisms. (…)

For the Yiddish avant-garde attempts of the transmission of their own heritage and ideological proposals were a difficult compromise. Often the transfer from the different “householders’” cultures appeared as dominant and the transmission turned out into cultural transgression. (…)

In fact, in a great scale, after the revolution in the Soviet Union the Yiddish avant-garde network became smaller and its idea of an independent national modern culture failed. It was misused by the propaganda and became “an art for the masses”. According to the Lissitzky’s conception it was the third stage of the transgression. The fourth one was represented by the stylistic turn of the Yiddish avant-garde, e.g. by his own pangeometry. (…)

Not only the idea of Jewish art, but also – in particular, the message transferred in the name of the prominent group of the Yiddish avant-garde – Jung Vilne – were perceived as oxymorons. The last one, created in the old centre of Jewish culture – the Jerusalem of the North ceased to exist much later than the other groups of the Yiddish avant-garde movement – in the Nazi time (…)

Arie Ben-Menachem created an album of photomontages Ghetto. Terra Incognita (…) Its title seems to define the status of the “Yiddishland” and its new secular art, as well as its little reception in the international avant-garde studies.

All the mentioned examples of the contradictory attitude towards the perspectives of the proper milieu for the development of their own identity stand on the one side for the tendency to transgress and as a consequence a compromise of partly assimilation and acculturation in the foreign context, and on the other side – for a strong opposition against it. In this sense the history of the Yiddish avant-garde is a document of both – plurality of Judaism on the one side and of the – (pre)modern liquid identity of Jewish artists in general – on the other one.

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Yiddishland Image captions:
Pola Lindenfeld with her sister Eugenia, Photo, courtesy S. Karol Kubicki, Berlin
Teresa Żarnower, c. 1920, Photo from: Andrzej Turowski, Budowniczowie swiata, Cracow 2000.
Other photos:
Nathalie Hazan-Brunet and Ada Ackerman (eds.): Futur antérieur: L’avant-garde et le livre yiddish (1914–1939), Paris 2009.
& Wikipedia Commons, http://www.ecoledeparis.org, http://www.infocenter.co, http://www.e-teatr.pl, http://www.rp.pl, US Holocaust Memorial Museum, http://www.museumoffamilyhistory.com, http://www.jewishgen.org

Full text version with footnotes published in: Lidia Głuchowska, From Transfer to Transgression. Yiddish Avant-Garde – a Network within the Universal Network of the International Movement or a Complementary One? In: Harri Veivo (ed.): Transferts, appriopriations et fonctions de l’avant-garde dans l’Europe intermédiataire et du Nord [Cahiers de la nouvelle Europe, hors serie], Paris 2012, pp. 143-168.
http://www.fabula.org/actualites/harri-veivo-sous-la-dir-de-transferts-appropriations-et-fonctions-de-l-avant-garde-dans-l_52704.php

Also to read: about „Jidyszland” in Polish press

Wieder eine Buchseite auf der Strasse

…am Tag der Deutschen Einheit in Berlin gefunden. Eine Seite auf der Strasse direkt vor meinem Haus liegend. Ich kann nicht umhin, jetzt muss ich einfach all diese aus den Büchren rausgerissenen Seiten IMMER aufheben und entdecken, was für ein Buch es ist. Es ist inzwischen eine Sucht geworden…

Ich bin schon geübt, ich weiss schon, was ich aus dem sorgfältig gelesenem text als Keywords herauspicken muss, um das Buch im Google zu identifizieren. Diesmal schrieb ich die Reihe nach alle Namen, die auf den beiden Seiten auftauchen in die Suchspalte: Travis Amy Leiche David George Frankie Craig. Die Antwort kam prompt:

Craig Morgenstern is a total scaredy cat, even with his reputation as such being well known amongst everyone. But as of late, things are looking up for Craig! He has moved to a new town and even saved a baby from being hurt in a car accident. Everyone is then considering Craig to now be very brave for what he did. Despite him falling off of his bike and nearly getting hit by the careening car. Not to mention, accidentally getting inside of it and managing to stop it. The car slows to a stop in front of his new school on his first day of classes, branding him a hero to the entire student body, save a few skeptical students. The mother of the baby rushes over to thank him, having accidentally left the car for just a moment while the baby was still inside.

Craig’s good fortune continues to escalate even higher! He befriended the cutest girl in school, Amy. Who is very impressed with his bravery. Unfortunately, her best friends Travis and Brad happen to be Craig’s harshest critics. They refuse to be won by the boys charms, even after he saves a bird’s nest. Other random lucky streaks happen to strike Craig also. Such as screaming in horror during a scary movie, which Amy agrees that it is fun to scream along with characters in films.

But jealous of all the attention Craig receives, Travis becomes obsessed with trying to prove that Craig is a scaredy cat. He then talks with a cousin, who happens to know about Scaredy Cat Craig from his previous town/school. So Travis shows up with a jar full of spiders and dares Craig to stick his hand in the jar for five minutes. Craig is goaded on by Amy and does so, only to be bitten so many times that he can’t even remove his swollen hand after five minutes are up. So Amy talks Travis into going double-or-nothing and Craig has to keep his hand submerged twice as long.

Travis pledges to go double or nothing again the following day. The bravery challenge this time will be to kiss a poisonous snake on the lips, but really what one boy does it pluck out a single eyeball of his own and shove it into Craig’s mouth. Craig comes out of this one looking brave by spitting out the eyeball and nobody is really surprised when they find it is a fake gag eyeball. They do not think this is enough to prove how brave Craig is however and Travis reveals that his father works at a funeral parlor. So now the newest bravery test involves Craig sneaking into the funeral home and sitting in a coffin.

But unfortunately for him, the coffin he chooses is occupied. His “friends” egg him on anyways, as a truly brave person would sit in a corpse-filled coffin no problem. The corpse then comes to life and tries to choke Craig, but Craig allows himself to be choked by the “corpse”. This shocks Travis, who had been the corpse in hopes of outing him. But then Amy challenges Travis to let Craig repeat the challenge again the next day. At some point, Craig comes clean with Amy, but Amy just thinks he is not only brave but sweet to not want to take Travis’ money by pretending to be afraid.

Sometime after then, Craig accidentally beats up Brad’s older brother! Once again everyone is at the funeral home when all of the corpses rise and begin to attack! Everyone runs away, but Craig stays to bravely defend those who abandoned him. Proving to them all that he really was brave all along.

It turns out that the corpses were all set up by Craig, with some help from Brad. Who felt bad about how devoted Travis was to proving Craig’s bravery. The zombies were actually Brad’s older brother (the one Craig “beat up”) and his friends. Brad’s brother walks in and apologizes for his friends not being able to make it to the cemetery, which results in Brad racing away to vomit in horror.

It turns out Brad’s brother just said that to get back at Brad! Craig walks home and remarks to the reader on how it turns out he really is brave… even if he is still afraid of the dark.