This blog is dedicated to our dear friend, Nosson Deitsch OBM, who was tragically torn away from us on Lag B’Omer 5770.

Nosson was a one-of-a kind Bochur who influenced many people, from all ages and backgrounds. He had a perpetual smile on his face and an extremely generous heart. He would do the biggest favor for a friend with only a moment’s notice. All those who knew him feel they had a unique relationship with him.

There are many untold stories of his selflessness, kindness, and the affect he had on countless lives. Please share your story, so that others can get a glimpse into his unique character and towering accomplishments.

Monday, May 17, 2010

The little bird

By Shlomie Hecht

During the conference call we were asked to focus on two of Nossons unique qualities Tanya and ahavas yisroel the following are my personal experiences.

Let’s face it – it’s not easy to sit down and write an article about the life of a close friend, who was snuffed away from us at the age of 21. These things are reserved for 80/90 year olds. However, being that you asked, here it is.

2 years ago on Pesach Merkos shlichus in Russia, we visited the kevarim of the Rebbeim in Lubavitch. While trudging through the mud back to the bus, I was fortunate to be alongside Nosson for this strenuous hike. Nosson was chazering tanya the entire way back. One of the many lessons our Chazal teach is “Kinas Sofrim Tarbe Chochma” – Envy of the learned increases wisdom” (Baba Basra 21b). I was humbled by his areinvarfen zich, to the extent that the year I spent in LA Mesivta on shlichus was infused with a newfound appreciation for Tanya. This propelled us to arrange a “mivtza limud hatanya”, which lasted the entire year with much success B”h.

When Nosson’s father passed away in the summer of 5766, I was a counselor in CGI Morristown. I came in for Shabbos to Crown Heights, and went Sunday to be Menachem Avel. Although I had thought that I would have to be the one comforting him, and being that I was never his classmate, not knowing exactly how and what to say, he was the one to make me feel comfortable the way only Nosson knows how.

This brings to mind a story I recently heard, of a forest which played host to a competition. All of the animals would have a turn to display their vocal talent, and whoever would sing the loudest would be crowned king of the forest. As the contest wore on, it became evident that the lion had roared the loudest of them all. As the judges readied themselves to crown him their king, a little squeaky voice piped up – a little bird, demanding his chance to compete. The rest of the animals in the forest began to laugh at his request, “There is no way he can be louder than the lion,” they chuckled. With no choice, they conceded to his claim. As the little bird began to chirp, his little squeaky voice began to get louder and steadier, until the entire forest was ringing from his song. The judges conferred, and pronounced him the undisputed king of the forest. When confronted “How did you do it?”, he began with a smile. “It was simple. Before I got up to sing, I had all of my bird friends situate themselves throughout the forest. As soon as I started to chirp, they all joined in, and together we achieved the victory over the lion.”

Nosson is that little bird. He has begun to chirp. We, his friends, are situated throughout the world. We must carry on what he has started, and when we work together, with the power of achdus we can and will complete Nosson’s mission, culminating with the coming of Moshiach, bimheira beyameinu mamash.

1 comment:

  1. WOW!!
    what an amazing mashal!!
    brings out the point so well
    thank you for sharing and comforting