#fiddleredit

master: @mttztrading

if your father says no, it’s final. ...... he’ll yell at me.

"how can I accept them? can I deny everything I believe? on the other hand, can I deny my own child? on the other hand, how can I turn my back on my faith? my people? if I try to bend that far, I'll break. on the other hand...no. there is no other hand. no, Chava! no!"

You may ask, how did this tradition get started? I'll tell you. I don't know. 

“A fiddler on the roof. Sounds crazy, no? But in our little village of Anatevka, you might say every one of us is a fiddler on the roof, trying to scratch out a pleasant, simple tune without breaking his neck. It isn’t easy. You may ask, why do we stay up there if it’s so dangerous? We stay because Anatevka is our home… And how do we keep our balance? That I can tell you in one word… Tradition.”