S & I

SIMKEH AND ITZIK

A Short Saga of Death and Life

By Izzy Ess of Happiness

When Simkeh Balabanov blew her chances with Ivan Jacobi, she became depressed and moped around the house, unable to get organized.  The dirt piled up and dishes filled the sink.  Her thirteen children realized there was no hope and left to visit kith and kin.  Then, Simkeh felt abandoned.  Then, a peddler wandered by and offered her a hand.  They lived together for some fourteen years, as Simkeh fell in love with Itzik Pippik.  He made her laugh and dance.  He tickled her in places she had never been.  He offered her his body and she took a chance.  For years, they kept a tidy house and Simkeh’s mood had lifted.  She was telling jokes and stories as he played the tambourines and rang the little bells for her.  Her joy was greater than she’d ever felt.  She felt alive again.  The pippik, Itzik, loved to watch her dance the Dance of Seven Veils and do kazutzkis on her toes.  She loved to wave her breasts at Itzik who responded by undressing slowly and repeating all her dancing and her waving.  Laughing heartily, they passed the nights in heavy petting, passion and loud exclamations of their love, together.  One night, our Itzik grabbed his chest and started laboured breathing.  Simkeh panicked.  She did try to breathe her spirit into him.  He opened finally his eyes and said, “I love you, Simkeh, darling.  Knowing you has made my life complete.  I Bless you, dearly, and I’ll wait for you in Heaven or in Hell.”  He died.  Simkeh’s heart was breaking and she died.  Amen and Hallelujah…

THE END

© izzy sommers, md., retired, Welland, Canada, July 15, 2013