“Ugh, this annoying skirt won’t let me ride my bike without getting it stuck everytime.” Sara complained as she ripped off her navy blue skirt and switched into a pair of jeans.
“Now I can finally ride peacefully”.
She got back onto her bicycle and rode around her neighborhood for a good half hour. When she was done riding, she got back into her house, ate dinner, and went to bed, wearing the same pair of comfortable jeans.
The next morning, Sara got up to get dressed. She stood in her closet in front of her clothes, thinking what she should wear that day. She stood there thinking-
“Should I wear a skirt or pants?”
Her jeans were definitely more comfortable. But she knew better than to wear them. She had learned that it is only tznius (modest) to wear a skirt, not pants. She slipped on a cute polka dotted skirt.
After she ate breakfast, she went over to her friend, Samantha’s house to have some fun. Sara looked at her. Samantha was wearing pants.
“I have an idea,” Samantha piped up. “Lets have a race!”
“Sure,” Sara replied.
They stepped out into the backyard.
“On your marks, get set, go!” They shouted together as they ran to the other side of the backyard.
“I won!” Samantha screamed delightfully.
“Thats it! I’m sick and tired of wearing this skirt!” Sara thought angrily.
Sara ran home and slammed the door shut.
The next day, Sara did not wear a skirt.
“Most of my friends wear pants everyday.” Sara thought. “It can’t be that bad”.
She finally got a chance to wear her comfortable jeans.
“Sara?”
“Yes, Mom” Sara replied.
“Do you mind running over to the supermarket thats down the street for some groceries?”
“Ya, sure, where’s the list?”
“Here you go.” Sara’s mother handed her the list, and she went off to the market.
As sara was walking, she passed many different people. There was one woman who was staring at Sara for a long time, with a disturbed look.
I’m so annoyed, when will that women over there stop staring at me? Sara thought.
All of the sudden, that lady walked up to her. “Hello, whats your name?” She asked.
“Sara Abrams” she replied.
“Are you Jewish?” She asked again.
“Uh, yes ma’am.” “So why are you not wearing a tznius skirt? Don’t you know, that a beautiful young jewish girl like you must always wear modest clothing.”
Sara sat down on a nearby bench next to the woman.
“You know what, look here for a second, I’ve got something to show you.”
The woman pulled out a picture from her pocket.
“See this girl? Can you guess who this girl is?”
“I dunno.” Sara answered shyly.
“This girl is me. And do you see what she’s wearing? Pants. A pair of jeans just like you. I used to always wear pants when I was young. I didn’t think much about how wrong it was, until one day, I was walking outside to go to my friends house, when all the sudden, a woman stopped me and began telling me what I was doing wrong, just like I am doing to you right now.”
Sara was listening intently.
“And that woman told me so many stories of people’s life that were saved by keeping the mitzvah of tznius. In fact, I recently found out that my own grandmother was saved by being tznius. She was walking down the street one day, wearing her beautiful silver magen David (star of David) necklace. On the street, there were many Nazis out there looking for Jewish people to kill.”
Sara held her breath.
“But she was not killed, thanks to her tznius shirt that went up past her collar bone, which hid her Jewish necklace. So that’s my story.” The lady finished.
“And now, go on your way, and just keep in mind what I just told you.” She stood up, and left.
Sara did not stand up right away. She was thinking about what the woman had told her. After she went to the market, she returned home, still thinking. The next morning, when she woke up, she had a whole new, different feeling. She had decided to change.
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From this story we learn how important it is to follow the Halachos of Tznius. Being a Tzanua girl does not mean that you are ‘different’ it just means that you, the daughter of Hashem, is special and different than all the other girls in the world.
Story written by Shaindy Schmukler and edited by Raizel Lazaroff and Laya Fishman
There is a story about a pretty jewish girl whom went around not tniyus, she used her body to take advantage of people and won over boys hearts. She began getting sick, really sick and found out she had cancer and only a few days to live.
That night her grandmother came to her in a dream and told her that she was saved by tzniyus and that is ehy she is dying.
The girl wrote her story out before she died, she wrote at the end of her story that she only has a few days to live and she wants girls to be tzniyus in her name, and beleives that her tafkid (everyone has a reason for being here and alive, when you complete your reason you die, if not your soul will come back in another body) in life was not to be tzniyus, get sick, and that it should be a kappara (atonement for her soul) for her like to get sick, alk this so she could write this letter and spead tzniyus to everyone in her name.
This is a true story, I hope it inspires you, maybe yaldah will let me write on this topic for I have much more to say orcat the very least make a post out of this story….
P.S. Yaldah, I also want to share the amazing atory of how my parents met Eliyahu Hanavi, because I want to publisize their miricle if possible. Im interested in posting for yaldah, I emailed you but did not get a reply
i heard that story :) (magen david)
Amazing story Hadassi! This story was MADE UP by a talented girl in my school named Shaindy Schmukler :) Keep it up Shaindy :)
You can submit articles through the website, too, Hadassi: go to http://jewishgirlsunite.com/submit/ or click on the button that says “Submit” at the top of this page. Can’t wait to read it! :)
i mean i heard the story of the magen david-shaindy i never knew u write :)
I loved this story! it’s so inspiring…
No! Mushky I was not sending that comment to you in specific :) Just sending it so everyone knows that even though my name is the one who published it it was another girl from the Ya’lldah Fashion from Texas staff who did it :)
keep checking the website cuz we have tons more coming :)
I recommend this book called Outside Inside, by Gila Manolson .
Leora, I know, but I really want to actually have a blog or something and yaldah I guess isnt looking for more people cuz IDK……they didnt answer me :(
Well, I guess you can apply for the Editorial Board if you want to work on Yaldah, Hadassi. You can write the true stories.
I did submit two articles though, I have no idea if theyll be put up or not or when…..Id like to be anonymous, and I don’t really like that idea….oh well
Go Shaindy!Great story! Thanks for the feedback!
There are similar stories to that
Nice. It is a really big kiddush hashem to wear tznius, especially in not such frum areas, but you also have to act accordingly.
wow shaindy!! never knew u write so well!
well now u know :) i miss pc like crazy!!!!!!!!!!!!! who agrees??!!! oh yeah if u didnt hear shaina avtzon is my teacher :)
laya what camp did you go to
amazing story shaindy !
Mushkie that is so funny! btw CAMP(1st month) is in 32 days!!!!!! I’m so excited!!