Walking to synagogue this past Shabbat with my 5 year old daughter Shevy.
Me to a man riding a bike:”Good Morning”
“Good Morning!” (louder).
Sensing my frustration, Shevy says: “It’s ok tatty, he is probably listening to music and can’t hear you”.
“Yeah, you’re right..” (slightly smiling now and feeling a bit better)
“Who taught you that?” I asked
I’m not sure how or when I taught her this but was really happy to know that already she can allow someone else’s inability to see or hear to remain on their side of the street. I hope she will be able to do this for me as well.