A PASSOVER QUEEN

It’s one week earlier than Passover.

Zelinsky’s grocery retailer is crowded with vacation cus-tomers. This yr Zelinsky’s second daughter, Mary, has stepped into the function of a saleslady. The eldest daughter, Lena, and brother, Sam, are within the retailer for the second yr.

The shoppers are composed largely of those that have lived within the neighborhood for years, however within the strategy of Americanization have moved to all elements of the town, their presence immediately being because of the requirements of the Pesach seder. Others are right here as a result of Zelinsky sells solely kosher merchandise, abiding by the ritual for Yom Tov. Nonetheless others are right here by way of sentiment, reminiscences of bygone days when Zelinsky’s was the middle of their immigrant conversations.

The final group contains those that are current solely to show their new cars, to show their restoration from the melancholy.

Mrs. Zelinsky reveals the hardships of a few years, working from opening at six within the morning till closing, late at night time. Even when she feels that she will be able to now not hold Sofia guided tours her heavy eyes open she makes herself seem younger to all. She is pleasant, with a hearty greeting for everybody.

“Thank God, we’ve got lived to see one other Pesach!”

Mr. Zelinsky is, as at all times, taking part in the a part of chairman of the reception committee.

“Hallo. How’s your husband? And your son? By this time he should be an actual captain. And your daughter prepared to affix the Wacs.”

For these with out youngsters:

“By golly, you look as younger immediately as if you have been married!”

Mr. Zelinsky feels that by alertly greeting his clients he’s doing his half, despite the fact that he doesn’t share within the precise promoting or packing. In any case, why did he elevate a household?

And this yr one more baby is lending a prepared hand to assist.

Whereas the remaining are busily engaged, Mr. Zelinsky could be heard.

“Hallo, hallo, hallo!”

In all equity to him, if there have been nobody to obtain his greetings, probably he would assist his spouse take packages down from above, notably the matzah and noodles on the highest shelf.

Mrs. Aronson

However he should take heed to the trials and tribulations of Mrs. Aronson, and the way tough it’s to get her chauffeur a uniform.

As up to now, Mrs. Aronson is shopping for all her Pesach items from her previous good friend.

“Imagine me,” she says importantly, “my husband was not idiot sufficient to lose his head like the remaining. With God’s will, he was linked with bond committees of actual property, and so we’ve got no kick coming…. And why not? Who ought to know higher than you, Zelinsky, of the arduous life, the struggles we went by way of after we lived subsequent door to you?