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Friday Fictioneers – Bobeshi Rivqah


Bobeshi Rivqah lived with her son, Rabbi Gerwitz and his family, above the temple in Brooklyn, New York.

She enjoyed walking and talking with everyone in the neighborhood.

They all knew her as bobeshi. 

Retelling stories from her childhood at the Treblinka concentration camp, often, brought tears from those who listened.

Now, her health was failing; too ill to take walks.

Rabbi Gerwitz asked the congregation for prays for bobeshi. 

Stomach cancer took her before the test results came back.

The congregation overflowed into the street as the family sat shiva. 

Finally, Bobeshi Rivqah had found loving acceptance and peace. 

2019©Isadora DeLaVega


Genre: Historical

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:©RogerBultot


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Rivqah / רִבְקָה – Rebbecca

Bobeshiבאָבעשי – Granny

Shiva / שִׁבְעָה – literally means seven. It is the week-long mourning period in Judaism.

Author: Inside the Mind of Isadora

Intriguing, sensitive, mysterious, loving, artistic and crackling with excitement for life is a pretty good description of who I am. I just retired from the world of art where I sold my Artfully Designed Handmade Jewelry for 28 years; although, art will always be a part of who I am no matter what venue I choose to express it in.

36 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Bobeshi Rivqah

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  2. At the end of the day, this is the best we can for – to be remembered fondly.

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  3. Life had not been kind to Bobeshi Rivqah. First spending time in a concentration camp and then coming down with stomach cancer. Why god test those who are nearest to him. Bobeshi lived above God’s abode.

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  4. A fitting tribute. Lovely.

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  5. Not many such stories still left.and from Treblinka there were only 67 survivors… I happened to read a story today in the news about that camp

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  6. A lovely story Isadora.

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  7. A poignant piece indeed. Isadora.


  8. this is one of the best this week. well done.

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  9. She’d made a lifetime of friends.

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  10. A touching story, Isadora. Sounds like she was well-loved in the community.

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  11. Oh, so sad. I hope her stories will live on.

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  12. A loving and beautiful tribute to the many who survived, but never forgot.

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  13. Querida Isadora,

    Such a sweet tale. You make me wish I could hear Bobeshi’s stories. BTW I’d never heard Bobeshi. To my grandchildren I’m “Bubbie.” A form of it I’m sure. Buen escrito mi amiga.

    Shalom y abrazos,


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    • Querida Rochelle,
      El tiempo pasa tan lijero. YIKES!!!
      I’m still on last weeks comments. LOL
      Running as fast as I can. : )
      Bobeshi is what they called the nice elderly ladies in my neighborhood. Sometimes, I’d hear the words bububla or bubble(bubbeh) and others. There are more stories to tell. She was quite a character. As a child, I heard many stories but didn’t know they would have any merit or historic information. Perhaps, I can dig down deep and bring them to life from time to time. Gracias pro sus buenas palabras. Siempre es un placer.
      Abrazos y Carino,
      Isadora 😎


  14. A sad but respectful day for a live well lived.

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  15. A beautifully told story, Isadora. She loved others and they loved her back. What better way to leave this earth?

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  16. A sad and touching story, but also heart warming Isadora……

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  17. Great story, Isadora. Sad, but touching.

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