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Dancing with the Rebbe

Dancing with the Rebbe

My father died just before Simchat Torah and I couldn't bring myself to join the others in dancing. Then I remembered the following incredible story.


Nineteen years ago, my 64-year-old father, of blessed memory, passed away rather suddenly just before the High Holidays. Needless to say, it was difficult for me to concentrate on my prayers appropriately. When Simchat Torah came, I couldn't bring myself to join the others in my synagogue who were dancing with the holy Torah scrolls. So there I stood in a corner, feeling sorry for myself, and then I remembered the following incredible story.

One of the many great heroic personalities to emerge from the Holocaust was Rabbi Yekusiel Yehuda Halberstam, the hassidic grand rabbi of Klausenberg, Romania. Before, after and even during the most hellish experiences he suffered at the hands of the Nazis, the Klausenberger Rebbe was loved and revered for his sheer genius, his selfless devotion to the welfare of the most unfortunate, his piety and his courageous leadership.

Due to his pre-war reputation as a great rabbi, people were attracted to the rebbe and sought his advice and guidance even within the camps. This was not lost on the Germans and they treated the rebbe with special beatings and particular cruelty. The rebbe risked his precarious health by not eating any food that wasn't kosher or which may have been prepared together with non-kosher food and would regularly use his tiny allotment of drinking water to wash his hands before eating bread, all the while urging others to preserve their own lives by eating anything they could get their unwashed hands on, kosher or otherwise. His admirers and followers sought to protect the rebbe and would risk their lives to help him in any way that they could. They would often make it possible for him to keep Shabbos and Jewish holidays by taking on his workload in addition to their own.

It once happened that the rebbe was able to avoid working on the last days of the Sukkot holiday due to the creative designs of his devoted bunk mates. But somehow the Germans got word of the ruse and forced his followers to watch as they proceeded to administer a savage beating so violent that no one thought the rebbe could survive its ferocity. The Nazis would not allow anyone to go to Rabbi Halberstam's assistance, even after they were done with him, and they marched everyone out to work, leaving the rebbe in a broken heap on the barracks floor.

As night fell, the Jewish prisoners were marched back into their barracks expecting to mourn the rebbe's untimely passing. Instead, they found that their master had miraculously dragged himself over to a post, clawed his way up until he was nearly standing and was swaying back and forth while moving his lips in the hoarsest of whispers. "Rebbe what are you doing?!" his followers exclaimed. "Let us help you down so you can rest!"

The rebbe waved them off. "Children, tonight is Simchat Torah," he murmured. "Come dance with me."

I waded into the revolving circle of men who were clutching the Torah to their hearts, and on that particular Simchat Torah night, I walked round and round while in my mind I danced with the rebbe.

October 2, 2006

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Visitor Comments: 22

(22) Judy, March 3, 2010 8:54 AM

I love listening to these beautiful stories. Thank you.

(21) YY, March 3, 2010 8:53 AM

very inspiring!

(20) anonymous, March 3, 2010 8:53 AM

An inspiration for all of us......

Thank you for your beautiful article. I always think of the Klausenberger Rebbe ZT"L and how he was able to be so devoted to Hakodesh Baruch Hu even after learning how his wife and 11 children were murdered by the Nazi Beasts. Five years ago on a tour of Kevarim in Eretz Yisroel, I felt an especial attachment and emotion at the Tzion of two great Rabbi's. They were the ARI Hakodesh (In Sfas) and the Klausenberger Rebbe (In Netanya). May they be a Meilitz Yosher for Klal Yisroel. May we continue to learn from the greatness that is exhibited by our leaders throughout the generations. Good Yom Tov Rabbi Milstein.

(19) Zev Bienenstock, March 3, 2010 8:52 AM

Thank You Rabbi Milstein Thank you very much. My mother Michal Sara Eidel Bas R Yoseph A'H, was ripped away from my family a year and half ago. She was 56 years old and battled for 2 years with a brain tumor. Last year I did not particpate in Simchas Torah festivities because (i justified) I was in Avelilus. This year, i was trying to come up with different excused as to how I can "avoid" Simchas Tora. It is extremely hard to enjoy a Yom Tov (especially a Simchas Tora) when I still feel pain. If I remind myself over and over I hope this story will allow me to HAVE a Simcha Torah

(18) anonymous, March 3, 2010 8:52 AM


Very, very inspirational article.

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