A friend of mine sends his children once a week to a Yiddish school run by The Workmen's Circle. It's good to know that such places, which go back to the working class Jewish New York of 100 years ago, still exist and are apparently doing well. As one of the other parents told my friend Joshua: "I'm an Athiest. My father was an Athiest. My grandfather was an Athiest. My great grandfather was an Athiest. God willing, my children will be Athiests." The kids sing songs in Yiddish and are taught about the things "their ancestors used to believe." How civilized.
Who knew?