Ki Yachol Nuchal!
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04 July '11
As it was the first Sunday of summer vacation, the bus was typically very full. Soldiers, giggling girls, mothers shlepping several little ones. I sat down next to a young female soldier who was busy texting. (I wish I could type that fast with just my thumbs!)
At every stop, the seats filled up, until eventually a young mother sat down on the steps with two small children. I looked back to where they sat behind me, and noticed a hundred shekel bill on the floor near them.
I picked it up, and offered it to the mother. She said it was not hers. No one near her claimed it either. As it was folded the way I fold my own, I checked my purse to be sure that it was not mine. My bill was folded right where I had left it. So, I got up and walked to the back of the bus, trying to remember who had boarded after me.
I offered the bill to everyone as I made my way through the bus. A young solider in the back row of seats turned to his seat mate and said with exaggerated surprise, "Ohhhhhh, you remember that hundred shek bill I dropped earlier?" Even though I knew he was playing, I held the bill out to him; but he laughingly refused it. "Staaaam! Just kidding."
(Read full "How much can you buy with a hundred shek?")
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