The Snowstorm
Raytze Yente
Come away from the window, my child. You’ll catch a cold yet.
Shprintze Tzirel
Our ram is so smart—as smart as a man, he is. The other day my father said to me: “Go, Shprintze, and put the ram in the barn and shut the door.” So I took a whip and went after him. When he saw me, he threw his head back and ran away onto the lawn. That’s how smart he is.
Pesele
Look, grandfather is lying in the snow. Come, let’s lift him out. Come, Tzirele. (She grabs Shprintze Tzirel by the hand and they run out.)
Raytze Yente (sighing)
What is old is not young. He took a glass too much, so he can’t stand on his feet.
Yoel Chayim (barely able to stand on his feet—singing)
Dim, dim, di—di—diam…
Raytze Yente
After all, father dear, did you have to go out in such a storm?
Yoel Chayim
Where are the children—my grandchildren?
Pesele
They’re all in the garden. They’re chasing the horse.
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