Chaim Potok

The chosen

Isabella Martinez 

Then I saw Danny come up the aisle and stop at my bed. He was wearing the dark suit, the dark skullcap, the white shirt open at the collar, and the fringes showing below his jacket. My face must have mirrored my happiness at seeing him because he broke into a warm smile and said, You look like I'm the Messiah, I must haye made some impression yes back almost untOUCneL. sa mission in life "What missio "To obey Goc Don't you be He lonked him. terday." Irinned at him, Its just good to see you," I told

81 THE CHOSEN nlwhat he had told me. I couldn't get over the fact that this was Danny Saunders, the son of Reb Saunders, the tzaddik. "Can I be honest with you?"I asked him, "Sure," he said. "Im all mixed up about you. Im not trying to be funny or thing abou tching d sar- turns others I's anything. I really am mixed up about you. You look like a Hasid, but you don't sound like one. You don't sound like what my father says Hasidim are supposed to sound like. You sound almost as if you don't believe in God." He looked at me but didn't respond. "Are you really going to become a rabbi and take your fa- 66Veg he said quiety ther's place?"

84 Now it was my turn to be astonished, You know Dannyfr "In a way," my father said, smiling broadly. CHAIM POTOK "I-I had no idea," Danny stammered. "And how could you have?" my father asked. "I never told you my name." Wis itle bit more ditic im his You knew me all the time" ote it completely, ret "Only after the second week. I asked the librarian. You ap plied for membership once, but did not take out a card." Cneo I ask hím his snd I utderstand SOr gt Onco I 2sk him snd I go to anoth "I was afraid to." "I understood as much," my father said. dat Reb Saunders sor td in psychology, he k Iis now almost t d aRommendations, T Rerven, I should tke wished, pot for Ir father coughed I suddenly realized it was my father who al along had been suggesting books for Danny to read. My father was the man Danny had been meeting in the libraryl aterchiet. The three

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