At some point I may attempt a more wide-ranging post about the ongoing Amusing Adventures of Watermelon Kippah Woman (a.k.a. WaKiWo for short), and to seek to answer such burning questions as Why is the ladies' room the predominant location for inquiries about my headgear? ('cos it is, by far!)
But in the meantime I offer this story, told to me at kiddush today by our friend & neighbor about a recent family conversation with their 2 young daughters as to what they would choose to wear on their heads when they grow up (in a synagogue context, presumably, given the discussion):
Elementary-school-age daughter: I'm going to wear a hat, like Mommy does.
[Parental response suggests that wearing a kippah is also an option.]
Preschool-age daughter: That lady who lives on our block, she wears a kippah -- and she's a women.
:)
Yes indeedy, I do, and I am.
(Take that, Weird British BeardMan!)
Ain't I a women?
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January 2010 footnote:
Last week in shul, I saw the aforementioned elementary-school-age daughter...
wearing a kippah. Purple/lavender, if I recall correctly.
Maybe she liked the way it went with her outfit. Maybe she's following the lead of the new rabbi's daughters. Who knows? :)
P.S. on the above:
Last week, she's still sporting a kippah (and still fashion-coordinated with the outfit). I asked her dad about this headgear adoption: forget the old fogeys like me, it's all about what the Kids These Days are doing -- peers, not parents, make most of the impression. So as she's been seeing bat mitzvah girls wearing the yarmulke, she's taken it up.
Yay team!
:)
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