09/29/2026
Nor’easter Fall ’26. It rained. The wind gusted. For 3 days straight. As far as we can remember, this never happened on the first days of Sukkot.
On Friday, the first night of Sukkot, as the rain fell, and after the appetizer course, the students headed inside for the remaining dinner experience. The vibes and as Peretz calls it, ‘The Social Pollination,’ was still so joyous - but it wasn’t in the Sukkah.
54T’s Sukkah, built with much love and care and looking glorious as the holiday began, didn’t make it past Shabbat morning. The schach began to fly off and the poles and beams began falling.
Our small, personal sukkah, on our first floor porch (which stayed intact through the storm), became the hub of Sukkot - as Chabad’s custom for men is that every meal and every drink needs to be had in a Sukkah.
As the rain fell and the wind kept blowing, the Chein men and boys and remarkable students ate, farbrenged, and sat (on wet chairs) for hours in the sukkah. Rain plopped in soup bowls, plates and cups. Rain dripped on the pages of seforim and in l’chaim cups.
Throughout all of Friday night, Shabbat Day, Motzai Shabbat and Sunday.
While I didn’t eat in the rain much, it was clear to me what a gift this kind of commitment is - rooted in deep joy, alongside passion, and a side of ‘crazy’.
You can’t teach someone commitment and resilience and joy - but you can model it and they will absorb it, and then try it out themselves.
Judaism rests on these elements. At least a vibrant and sustainable one does.
It is in this environment that our children grow up and what we model to students.
As we rebuild the sukkah and prepare to celebrate with even more joy by dancing with the Torah this upcoming weekend, I invite you to consider adding or increasing in doses of commitment and joy - alongside some passion and wildness.
What will it look like for you?