Rabbanit Amit Yaghoubi
The Roller Coaster Ride
Yechiel, a young boy of eight years old, had just entered second grade. He had a wonderful life and lovely spirit, greatly enjoying the classes of his Rebbe and Morah. However, he would come home from school every day telling his mother he had very bad stomach aches. His mother attributed it to beginning-of-the-year jitters and the adjustment to school, but the stomach pains did not disappear. He would even sometimes call from school and wish to return home.
But with the hustle and bustle of Rosh Hashanah, Yom Kippur and Sukkot rapidly approaching, nobody paid much attention to it. After Sukkot, when matters began to calm down and Yechiel kept on complaining about his stomach, his mother decided to take him to the doctor for a check-up.
Undergoing tests and examinations, the unfortunate news was broken to Yechiel and his mother that it wasn’t just a stomach ache. Cancer was discovered in the little boy’s stomach. Overnight, this happy second grader exchanged his desk, books and friends for hospitals, needles and nurses. He now faced the drama of a terrible illness.
The year was fraught with difficultly as the doctors remained uncertain of what the outcome would be. Yechiel was closely monitored throughout the many treatments he received, being granted permission to return home once in a while for a short period of time and then return to the hospital. His second grade year was primarily spent in the hospital.
Towards the end of the year as the weather began to improve, Yechiel’s treatments were finally completed. As the doctors administered a final body scan, to everyone’s relief, the cancer was completely removed. Retaining him for one more week to make sure everything was fine, the doctor at last called Yechiel’s parents and said, “Your son is healthy and the cancer is in remission.”
The doctor however expressed a different concern. “Right now we are very worried about his emotional stability. Second grade is a very important year for a child to create social connections and bonds, and he has not been with friends. We encourage you to enroll him in a camp where his friends will be.” His parents, looking over at their little boy who was now skinny and frail, were unsure. “You want us to send him to camp?” “Look,” explained the doctor, “we are going to monitor him very closely to insure his health will not be compromised. For his emotional well-being, however, we feel he should be put in an atmosphere with boys his age where he can learn to interact and socialize.” And so Yechiel’s parents accepted the advice and enrolled him in a regular camp after a long and complicated year.
As the head of the camp was informed that Yechiel, who at this point had lost his hair, would be joining, he called together the counselors. He briefed them regarding Yechiel’s condition and explained how he had been through much trauma. “I am not sure how he is going to react,” explained the head of the camp, “but we will hope for the best.” The counselors followed suit in telling the other campers of the little boy who would be joining them. “Everybody should be sensitive and view him as perfectly normal,” clarified the counselors. “He has just been through a very difficult past year, and no one should make fun of him.”
Upon arriving at camp, Yechiel had a huge smile on his face. To everyone’s delight, he was lovable and joyful. Instead of making everyone feel uncomfortable, he was the one bringing comfort to everyone else. Making jokes about his hair and how he could not run as fast as the other kids, he put everybody at ease. Quite quickly, Yechiel became one of the most popular kids in camp. He was not only well-liked by his peers, but as well by the counselors. No one could get enough of this little boy’s refreshing energy.
Without question, the summer was a tremendous success. Nearing the end of the summer, the camp prepared to take their big end-of-the-summer trip. The entire camp was overly excited that they would be going on an overnight trip to an amusement park with all sorts of activities. There was a safari, roller coasters and waterslides. The camp planned on renting out the entire park just for the campers. The boys were ecstatic to no ends.
As they drove to the amusement park and talked about their upcoming adventures, such as which boys would walk around the amusement park together and which attractions would be visited, they turned to Yechiel. “Where do you want to go?” “I only want to go on the roller coasters,” Yechiel replied. “You only want to go on the roller coasters? There are so many other things to do!” “I know, but I only want to go on the roller coasters,” Yechiel repeated.
As the bus moved along, the other boys figured that Yechiel was exaggerating. He didn’t really mean that he only wants to go on the roller coasters. There were so many other attractions to visit; why would he want to miss out on everything else? But after going on a few roller coasters and seeing that Yechiel was not willing to do anything else, they realized he was serious. He literally only wanted to go on roller coasters. He finally told his friends, “Go ahead by yourselves; don’t worry about me. Go do whatever you like and I will meet you later.” And so the day went by with Yechiel literally going on roller coaster after roller coaster after roller coaster.
As the day neared its end and the campers met together for dinner, the counselors looked around at the boys who were half exhausted and half filled with excitement. Of the many counselors who beheld the sight of so many boys enjoying themselves, one sat down next to Yechiel. “Yechiel, did you have a good time?” Yechiel looked at him and said, “I was able to accomplish my goal.” “You had a goal in the amusement park? What was it?” asked the counselor. “I wanted to go on every roller coaster and I did just that. It is the only thing in the whole park which has any meaning.”
Being told by an eight year boy that roller coasters have meaning, the counselor was unsure what exactly Yechiel meant. “What do you mean that roller coasters have meaning?” asked the counselor. Yechiel explained:
When you are on a roller coaster moving, falling, twirling and looping at such high speeds in so many directions, there is a tremendous thrill. On the other hand, if you were in a car and experienced those same motions, what would you feel? You would be frightened for your life. Similarly, if you were on an airplane and experienced those motions as you do on a roller coaster, you also would be terrified. With your stomach dropping and the wind blowing in your face as you travel faster than a speeding bullet, you would feel the fear of death. But when you are on a roller coaster, that fear is transformed into excitement. It is scary, but it is exciting. Nobody ever sits on a falling airplane and says, “This is such an enjoyable ride!” But on a roller coaster that same feeling elicits happiness and exhilaration.
And then Yechiel became very quiet. Turning to the counselor with tears in his eyes he said, “Last year my life was like a roller coaster. I would go up and I would go down. This year I am scared of what is going to be. I am afraid of what my future holds in stock. I therefore wanted to remind myself that on a roller coaster you are not scared to die because you have the safety belt strapping you in. On a roller coaster it is fun because you know that you are safe. I wanted to tell myself that in the roller coaster of my life I am safe. G-d is holding onto me like a seatbelt. I can choose to be afraid for my life or I can choose to smile and enjoy the ride. And I would rather choose to enjoy the ride.”
Throughout our lives we are to remind ourselves that we are riding on Hashem’s roller coaster. Although we may be unsure of the future, we are to comfortably sit back and feel secure in the hands of our loving Father in Heaven. The roller coaster of life contains ups and downs, but with Hashem guiding our course of travel, we most certainly can take solace when we face those bumps. He will always watch over us, safely securing us as we maneuver.