Bubbe Ate My Last Latke!
Joey Freeman
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Happy Hanukkah? How presumptuous! Ikh heys Zundel. My name is Zundel. I am a 6 year-old child, full of wonder and good ideas. ...My Bubbe tells me. And yet tonight, that eternal light of youth inside my heart is... well it's not extinguished, no, but... it's burning low! Bubbe ate my last latke-bye bye! Tossed it ten feet in the sky, and laughing with her mouth open wide, she slapped me on the back. "The days have long gone," she leans close, "since our family starved, fought and froze, and we Bubbes would have rubbed you kids' toes, or left you this last... "Golden for oldie! 'Khob im gemakht all for me. Gelt's far di yunge, this one's for Bubbe!" Yada-di-di-di-di-di-di-di... Di mishpokhe kept a-jokin while my mind's a-dreyen, Spinning dreidels, singing liddles, spilling wine, "Mommy, Daddy, wasn't that last latke mine?" They smothered smiles to say, "Your bubbe was a yunge back in Amshinov, Toes were cold, nothing sold, the bread was tough, Your Bubbe's Bubbe made sure Bubbe had enough, -Always, always, she'd do. Well, usually. 'Cause sometimes, like your own Bubbe today, she'd go her own way! "Golden for oldie! 'Khob im gemakht all for me. Gelt's far di yunge, this one's for Bubbe!" Yada-di-di-di-di-di-di-di I don't have the constitution, To digest without a complication, Maybe this last golden one... Shoulda given it to you... So maybe next year Hanukkah time, If your Bubbe can think back this far, She'll leave the last for you... "Leave a golden for oldie! 'Khob im gemakht all for me. Gelt's far di yunge, this one's for Bubbe!" Yada-di-di-di-di-di-di-di... You wanna know the worst part? You do?? A young Yid tells you a sad story and you ask him for something worse? Ay ay ay! Well, I'll tell you. I sit myself at the kids table, for some Welch's and civil conversation with Rivke, and Yossel, And you know what fartrunken shmegegge comes tumbling over from the dervaksn tish? (The grownups' table.) She's leaning over my Aunt Myra, real close, And this is what my sweet Bubbe said, "I needed that latke like a hole in the head. On top of that, it was heavy as lead. Not to mention, cold!" "Golden for oldie! 'Khob im gemakht all for me. Gelt's far di yunge, this one's for Bubbe! Save a golden for oldie! 'Khob im gemakht all for me. Gelt's far di yunge, this one's for Bubbe!" Yada-di-di-di-di-di-di-di Di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di Di...
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Written by: Franny Osman, Joseph Freeman
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