Chapter 18, Mi BaHoser
The day after Tova’s wedding when I returned from school, I picked my brother from the kindergarten and we both walked home sharing the experience of the Yemenite wedding. Behind the Okev’s house we found two crates of empty glass bottles. Remembering that Mr. Okev got us in trouble before, I sent Avi to ask him if it is ok for us to play with the bottles. “They are empty, you say?” I heard the voice of Mr. Okev. He didn’t sound like he had time for silly questions. “I am not going to drink them, am I? He said, “Go ahead play with them.” “He is so mean!” Avi complained “let’s play with them, see how they explode against the wall.” I put my bag on the floor and drew a line on the ground two yards away from the floor. “Let’s see who get the bigger explosion if we throw them from here.” I said, picked up one buttle and aimed at the wall. The bottle exploded immediately as it hit the wall. Avi’s bottle did the same. We kept on throwing them one after the other. Some exploded big and some d...