I Have A Little Dreidel

About four years ago I went to the daycare to pick my kept daughter up.  When I stepped out of my car my foot hit something, I looked down and saw a little wooded dreidel laying on the ground.  I reached down and picked it up.  First thing that came to my mind was "Happy Hanuka Ashley".  Then I remembered my best friend in elementary school who lived across the street from me, she was Jewish.  Her mother would let me come over to help get things ready for their holiday.  I was always amazed by it (like my friend was amazed by Christmas).

I gently squeezed the dreidel in my hand and I could hear:

I have a little dreidel
I made it out of clay
And when it's dry and ready
Then dreidel I shall play

Oh dreidel dreidel dreidel
I made it out of clay
And when it's dry and ready
Then dreidel I shall play

It has a lovely body

With legs so short and thin

And when it is so tired

It drops and then I win!

Oh dreidel dreidel dreidel
I made it out of clay
And when it's dry and ready
Then dreidel I shall play

My dreidel's always playful

It loves to dance and spin

A happy game of dreidel

Come play now, let's begin!

Oh dreidel dreidel dreidel
I made it out of clay
And when it's dry and ready
Then dreidel I shall play

I still have the dreidel, I don't know why, but I do.  Yesterday I was rummaging through my desk drawer and I came across the dreidel I found lying in a parking lot many years ago.  I held it in my hand and again, I could hear the Dreidel Song my elementary best friend taught me.

My dearest Ashley, I hope one day you can find it in your heart to reach out to me.  There is so much for me to tell you and teach you and there is so much I need to hear and learn from you.  Until then, Happy Hanuka.