The Story of My Bar Mitzvah
The Story of My Bar Mitzvah
My story begins in November of the year 2000. I was asking my mom if I was going to have a bar mitzvah. At first she said no, but I told her that every Jewish boy deserves to become a man with a true bar mitzvah. She spoke to me and I explained to her that I would really like to have one because I can only have it once in my life. She agreed and then all the planning began for my Bar Mitzvah.
First we had to send out the invitations. It took us like forever to find an invitation that looked nice and had a normal price. After a while we found a good invitation and by January 15 all the invitations were out. Now that the invitations were out and people were sending back their responses we knew who is coming. However, we still had a big part that had to be done, the decorations, the entertainment, and the food.
The decorations were very hard. We didn’t know what color would go with this color. Then we didn’t know the theme would be. So we decided to split up the party into two different themes. The kids’ table would have a basketball theme and the adult tables would just be classic and elegant.
Then we had to hire the entertainment. I wanted a magician that those tricks with cards, money, and magic tricks in his hands like David Blane. However my mom wanted an artist who makes portraits of you. I didn’t like him from the beginning because he called himself a caricaturist, which is a really big word that could be hard to pronounce. So we had to split up the entertainment. The magician came in the beginning. And the so-called artist, a.k.a. caricaturist, came during the middle and stayed to the end. And of course there was a DJ.
The food was the easiest to order. First we went to the caterer and picked what we want from the menu. Then we went to an Italian bakery and ordered pastry there. After that, we went to a French bakery and decided to order pastries there also. And last but not least we finally went to a Russian bakery and agreed to order a cake and other pastries there.
Finally came the party. I was a nervous wreck....