‘Nun’. A hebrew letter equivalent to the letter ‘N’ (pronounced somewhat like ‘noon’). Only in hebrew this letter is spelled differently if it is at the end of a word. Then it is called a ‘nun sofi’, a ‘final nun’.
Both of our boys’ names, Nathan and Ilan, end with the ‘N’ sound and with a ‘nun sofi’.
It is the second time they go to this basketball class. The teacher, Shmulik, instructs the children to bounce their individual balls in various ways. Bounce the ball with your right hand, on the outside of your right leg, one hundred and fifty times. Then with your left hand, on the outside of your left leg, one hundred and fifty times. Then bounce the ball with your right hand under your left leg one hundred and fifty times... - He assumes, incorrectly in my opinion, that all of these first graders know how to count to 150...
Nathan is our sportsman. From the earliest age he is great with a ball and in any kind of physical activity. Ilan, on the other hand, has only discovered the pleasure of playing ball, soccer and basketball, in the last half year. But he doesn’t have nathan’s natural talent.
Ilan is, however, a very concentrated person and is very interested in everything. When he discovered numbers he would spend hours counting out loud and driving us crazy – to 100, to 1000... – Yesterday he asks me – isn’t it true that to write nine million you just write a nine and six zeroes? – I needed to think for a minute before I could confirm his discovery...
For each of our boys this mission of bouncing the ball 150 times is a different experience.
Nathan bounces the ball easily. His body is relaxed, his movements are easy. He is counting in his head. Whether his count is accurate or not, it doesn’t worry him. He’ll either stop when he reaches 150 or he’ll stop when everybody else does.
But Ilan needs a double concentration. Bouncing the ball takes an effort. His body is stiff, he bounces the ball too high, he loses control over it often and has to chase after it. He leans forward to stay close to the ball and will probably get a backache soon. He keeps his eyes on the ball the whole time.
And he counts out loud with total concentration. One hundred and thirty two, one hundred and thirty three, one hundred and thirty four... It takes him so long to count each number accurately that he bounces the ball two or three times for each number! By the time he counts to 150 he must have bounced the ball some 500 times!
The teacher doesn’t yet know the children’s names. So when he wants to compliment Ilan he asks him his name.
The instructions were that you must never stop bouncing the ball, even when the teacher talks to you. Even if you lose control of the ball and it falls, you mustn’t take in your two hands, you must find a way to bounce it back into action.
So when the teacher asks Ilan about his name, Ilan answers, still bouncing the ball and without lifting his head – ‘Ilan’. – But Shmulik didn’t hear him well and says – well done, Ilai (pronounced ee-lie)! – Ilan, still without lifting his head, corrects him – it is ‘Ilan!’ With a ‘nun sofi’! – Still the teacher doesn’t catch it and the topic is dropped.
But when a few minutes later he says ‘Ilai’ again, and after Ilan corrects again without success, Nathan goes into action. Always bouncing his ball, relaxed, he walks over to the teacher and calls him, with as much ease as if he was calling a friend in school– Shmulik! – The voice or authority gets the teacher’s attention! Then Nathan explains – my brother’s name is not ‘Ilai’. It is ‘Ilan’, with a ‘nun sofi’!
Finally the teacher gets it! Nathan, relaxed, his mission accomplished, returns to his place, always bouncing the ball.
aba david, 19/09/2010