Fascinating, Fascinating Jews!

A typical London Jewish family in 2016
My new baby had to be circumcised a few days ago. This is the case as the hospitals in the UK do not conduct the circumcision as I heard it is done in the USA and so most Christians have to go to private hospitals or to the mohels in the Jewish communities to get this done. Thankfully, this was a procedure we were already used to as we had employed the services of a Jewish Mohel when DS1 was born.
The only difference in this case was that the Mohel who had conducted DS1's circumcision couldn't come to us as he had had some business to do and the only other slot we could get to have it done was in a month's time. It didn't make any sense to let it linger and have the baby be a lot older to experience that awful pain so we decided to drive up North London to his home. Immediately we turned into his town after what seemed like hours on the road, you could tell immediately that you had entered a Jewish community; almost all the men we began seeing wore black long coats, black hats and grew long beards with grown and sometimes curled side locks- even the little boy children who I saw walking up and down the streets had long side locks! All the  cars we passed from then on had men with full grown beards and side locks, even the Royal Mail vans were driven by obvious Jews! I thought it was amazing how several Jewish families could literally "take over" a small community by deciding to dwell there. 

I was also in awe of how the women dressed; literally ALL the women I saw from the moment we entered that town till the moment we left dressed similar to one another; long, pleated, A-line skirts, very sensible blouses, stockinged feet and flat court shoes, a full head of hair brushed into what seemed to be a side bang (but which was really in the face) with a cute but understated hair accessory like a small head band or scarf pinned at the top of the head, and then tiny jewelry/earrings hanging from their ears. They just looked so, so..... wholesome. I didn't see anyone wear a pair of trousers- it was all skirts- and A-line skirts too for that matter. 

The Mohel's home also held his practice- it was set up in a huge room which held lots of ancient looking books- much like an SAN's law office only, the large and intimidating books also had what seemed to be arabic inscriptions on them. I inquired later and he said some of the books were medical books while a lot of the others were the books of Law, I think he mentioned "Torah" or so- not too sure now. Also hanging from the walls were pictures of Orthordox families from way back- I'm certain a younger version of him was staring back at us from in there- the man who was obviously the "father" had a stern face and he sat with a matronly woman who was surrounded by eight children. Strong woman, I thought. The Mohel's wife and kids came in at some point and I noted that the young children weren't jumping around all over the place- they just followed their mum straight up the stairs.

To say I was fascinated by them is an understatement, I'd just like to know more about them, like, how do they live? How do they discipline their children? Why do they live in communities? (Although I kinda "know" why people who want to preserve their values would prefer to live in communities though...) Do the ladies wear trousers? What are their views on certain societal changes that have recently began to occur around the world? Just questions like that really. They do seem like such a strict bunch in any case and this is one of the reasons I really want to know more, to scratch that surface and take a peek into their world.....

Maybe I'll just have to read up on that rather than wait to make a Jewish friend then, lol. I kept thinking of that Sex and the City scene where Charlotte was trying to become Jewish and how they shut her out several times to "test" how serious she was about becoming a Jew- I wonder if that was true or just a plot added to a movie to make it more interesting? Hmmmm...

Anyway, we left there with our newborn having a newish looking penis that we are proud of, thank you! I just thought I bring you the fascinating tale of the Jewish community I recently chanced on.... :) :):). You can read more about the Jewish people here.
What type of things fascinate you? What are you curious about? 

Have a beautiful week ahead!!!

Love Always,

Did you know that the red dot we normally see on the forehead of an Indian woman signifies that she is married? Also, in the Hindi culture, wearing toe rings on the second toe of both legs signifies that you are married. An Indian lady who owns a shop in town told me this.

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  1. Wow! So much I just learnt from this piece. I'm such a curious mind, thus, everything interests me. I always want to know. It's so bad sometimes because I literally dig through any and every thing I come along. My husband has come to know that nothing can get past me. This is why I learnt Chinese and eager to learn more languages just so I can understand cultures more.
    Congrats on being a Mama of 2. Wishing your family all of God's blessings. UGO

    1. Lol! That makes the two of us then Ugo, mine is something else. When my curiosity gets the best of me, I stay asking endless questions, it gets embarrassing sometimes, lol.
      Thanks a lot mama, God bless you too!

  2. I didn't know the red dot on Indian women signified being married.
    Congrats our your baby and you have such a lovely blog. Really.

  3. I love anthropology. One of the latest things to fascinate me is that all of the local businesses (I live in Canada) are switching over so that they respect asian superstitions as well as western ones. The number 13 has always been a touchy subject for some people, but the building I worked in this year? Every floor with the number 4 (4, 14, 24..etc) was skipped as well. Because in Chinese, four is pronounced "Si", which is a homonym for the word death. So folks in mainland China avoid the number four at all costs, if they care about those things.

    I also had a Chinese client get very upset about a buzzer number that had been assigned to his apartment. I don't remember the exact sequence, but I believe it was 1454 or something similar, but when you said the numbers out loud in Cantonese (not Mandarin, which is why I didn't pick up on it until he explained it), it meant "one life five deaths" and it was a curse that you'd put upon someone. He was a very solid believer in Fung Shui and this sort of thing was a huge bad omen for him. Due to the way the building computers were programmed, I couldn't give him a new one, so he opted to go without a buzzer number entirely.