The tumult of the shtetl, horse-drawn carts, roads, and chickens… what does the tranquil atmosphere hide? And how will the great sun rise from between the ramshackle buildings?
The journey to the past has begun. We quickly go back eighty years in time. The present – with all it contains – respectfully makes way to pure, old worlds.
A railway station from the past. An old ticket… while waiting on the benches, our hearts beat with anxiety about the unknown future.
And then the whistle sounds and we can’t choose anymore. The journey has begun…
The train passes hills and mountains, traverses wounded lands and flies between burning shells… The tumult of the joy of Torah study triumphs over the tumult of the world at its most tempestuous and terrible time.
The historic and moving journey will end with laying anchor on the shores of Eretz Yisrael, where all the Torah giants are excited to meet the lion who has come from Babylon.
The tired, perspiring port workers run between old ships and creaking carts… while everyone else is busy carrying their possessions, the Chazon Ish is busy bearing the burden of the generation.
Thus begins the future…
Four cubits of simplicity and modesty, saturated with toil of Torah which has nothing with which to compare it. Here lives the Chazon Ish’s brother-in-law, Maran the Steipler zy”a, president and founder of Talmud Torah Tashbar.
Nowhere is more fitting than this holy place to tell the story of Bnei Brak, the city which has become a legend in its Torah-centered and aristocratic population and its special manner of great meticulousness in halachah.
It is hard to follow its fast development, from one dirt track to a giant city followed by the eyes of all the world
“Remove your shoes from your feet.” From here the sun rose and shone.
A mute cry emerges from between its simple walls and the old, worn furniture: This is the way of Torah!
This is a special moment of silence, which allows us to bow before the wisdom of Torah, and understand that the world with all its physical pleasures does not approach one moment of eternity!
The bed is still made up. On the table for learning and writing, we can still see the eyeglasses, the old suit, the tzitzis, the hats for Shabbos and everyday – alongside the seforim, the letters, the inkstand and ink. Here the man of G-d left his coat.
The library, which is full to overflowing, serves as excellent inspiration for a short and clear description of the multifaceted personality of the Chazon Ish.
Here we will listen to the description, be exposed to the testimonies, try to follow the stormy details which created the desire for more.
This is the moment when we can infuse our hearts with the heritage of the Chazon Ish.
“To see the pleasantness of G-d and visit His sanctuary.” “The place where my forefathers prayed.” “This is none other but the House of G-d, and this is the Gate to Heaven.” The Chazon Ish’s beis midrash still stands. Exactly, as it was during his life, according to careful research based on signs which were found and first-hand testimony from his students who davened together with him, in this holy place. Every single item, the complete Torah. The ways of my king in holiness. Sparks and echoes from the “World of Prayer” flow here in glory – from the teachings of the one who passed on the heritage, who is here, just like when he whispered his prayers to his Maker.
The tumult of the shtetl, horse-drawn carts, roads, and chickens… what does the tranquil atmosphere hide? And how will the great sun rise from between the ramshackle buildings?
The journey to the past has begun. We quickly go back eighty years in time. The present – with all it contains – respectfully makes way to pure, old worlds.
A railway station from the past. An old ticket… while waiting on the benches, our hearts beat with anxiety about the unknown future.
And then the whistle sounds and we can’t choose anymore. The journey has begun…
The train passes hills and mountains, traverses wounded lands and flies between burning shells… The tumult of the joy of Torah study triumphs over the tumult of the world at its most tempestuous and terrible time.
The historic and moving journey will end with laying anchor on the shores of Eretz Yisrael, where all the Torah giants are excited to meet the lion who has come from Babylon.
The tired, perspiring port workers run between old ships and creaking carts… while everyone else is busy carrying their possessions, the Chazon Ish is busy bearing the burden of the generation.
Thus begins the future…
Four cubits of simplicity and modesty, saturated with toil of Torah which has nothing with which to compare it. Here lives the Chazon Ish’s brother-in-law, Maran the Steipler zy”a, president and founder of Talmud Torah Tashbar.
Nowhere is more fitting than this holy place to tell the story of Bnei Brak, the city which has become a legend in its Torah-centered and aristocratic population and its special manner of great meticulousness in halachah.
It is hard to follow its fast development, from one dirt track to a giant city followed by the eyes of all the world
“Remove your shoes from your feet.” From here the sun rose and shone.
A mute cry emerges from between its simple walls and the old, worn furniture: This is the way of Torah!
This is a special moment of silence, which allows us to bow before the wisdom of Torah, and understand that the world with all its physical pleasures does not approach one moment of eternity!
The bed is still made up. On the table for learning and writing, we can still see the eyeglasses, the old suit, the tzitzis, the hats for Shabbos and everyday – alongside the seforim, the letters, the inkstand and ink. Here the man of G-d left his coat.
The library, which is full to overflowing, serves as excellent inspiration for a short and clear description of the multifaceted personality of the Chazon Ish.
Here we will listen to the description, be exposed to the testimonies, try to follow the stormy details which created the desire for more.
This is the moment when we can infuse our hearts with the heritage of the Chazon Ish.
“To see the pleasantness of G-d and visit His sanctuary.” “The place where my forefathers prayed.” “This is none other but the House of G-d, and this is the Gate to Heaven.” The Chazon Ish’s beis midrash still stands. Exactly, as it was during his life, according to careful research based on signs which were found and first-hand testimony from his students who davened together with him, in this holy place. Every single item, the complete Torah. The ways of my king in holiness. Sparks and echoes from the “World of Prayer” flow here in glory – from the teachings of the one who passed on the heritage, who is here, just like when he whispered his prayers to his Maker.