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Teruma: Building Mastery



I spent two and a half days this week immersed in a world I’ve remained blissfully ignorant of for almost three decades. Moving this week to a new apartment, my roommate and I – with the exceptional assistance of two very gracious friends – decided to build all our own furniture. Given my lack of artistic ability, poor spatial reasoning, and fine motor skill deficits, construction has never really been my area of expertise – my nephews are even unimpressed by my feeble attempts at Lego building. And yet, this week found me siting on the floor surrounded by do-it-yourself instruction booklets filled with various shapes, arrows, and pictures, and screws, nails, and tools I’d previously only heard of but rarely wielded.