Two best friends. A corner table at a café in Jerusalem. One cappuccino, one chamomile tea, and a whole lot of honesty.
When did it hit you that something wasn’t right?
Ugh, Noa. It was during the third parent-teacher meeting this year. There I was, sitting next to my daughter… my daughter! While the teacher talked at me in rapid-fire Hebrew. And I just… froze. Again.
I turned to Dana like, “Can you just tell me what she said?” And Dana, sweet, mature little Dana did. Like she always does. But her eyes… her eyes said everything. She wasn’t a little girl helping her mom anymore. She was tired. Embarrassed, even. Not understanding why do we have to do it this way, and the other parents don’t.
That was the moment I felt it as hard as it gets. This isn’t fair. I’m the parent. I’m the one who should be explaining the school’s expectations, not the other way around.
Did you feel guilty?
Are you kidding? I felt like the worst mom in the universe. And it’s not like I hadn’t tried. I made aliyah with good intentions. I signed up for an ulpan back then. But between work, kids, unpacking, the trauma of switching countries, you know how it is, Hebrew kind of fell off the radar.
But the guilt kept growing. Every time my kid translated a WhatsApp message from the teacher, every time I missed a nuance or made a scheduling mistake, it just piled up. I felt like I was putting my emotional burden on her little shoulders.
So what changed?
Honestly? I cried about it to my husband one night, and he said something that annoyed me, because it was true.
He said, “If you’re tired of this dynamic, change it. Take it back. One ulpan class a week won’t kill you.”
He was right. I started researching options that fit real life. Not 5-hour grammar lectures with a chalkboard and sad fluorescent lighting. I needed something useful. Conversation-based. Empowering. With teachers who actually understand immigrants.
That’s when I found Ulpan La-Inyan.
Wait, you’re doing ulpan again?
Yes, and not the way I did it before. This is different. It’s not just about verbs and vocabulary,it’s about confidence. I joined a small group course with people like me: adults who’ve been here a few years and still freeze at the pharmacy counter.
The first class, I told them, “I’m just here so I don’t have to make my 10-year-old my secretary anymore.” And everyone laughed, because they got it.
We practice real-life situations: school meetings, WhatsApp chats, booking appointments. One woman even practiced how to yell at her plumber. It’s hilarious and healing.
And does it help?
Noa… it’s changing everything.
The other day, I read an entire school email without asking my kid. I still had to look up two words, but I understood it. I felt like I’d conquered Everest.
I even filled out the end-of-year forms on my own, and I triple-checked them, sure, but I did it. And my daughter? She noticed. She smiled. She didn’t say anything, but she hugged me for like three seconds longer than usual.
What’s been the hardest part?
Honestly? Allowing myself to be bad at something. I’m a grown woman. I’ve managed budgets, births, international moves, and now I’m stumbling over how to say “parent-teacher meeting” without mixing up the gender.
It’s humbling. But the teachers at Ulpan La-Inyan make it feel safe to try, to mess up, to laugh through it. I even booked a private lesson to practice just school vocabulary. The teacher created a whole fake parent-teacher meeting roleplay. I was sweating by the end, but I nailed it.
Do you feel like you’re getting your voice back?
Yes. Slowly, awkwardly, beautifully, yes.
And it’s not just about the school stuff. It’s the coffee shop, the bus stop, the neighbor who wants to chat about their dog. It’s feeling like I belong, not just survive here.
And it’s about my daughter seeing that I’m still growing. That it’s okay to start again. That her mom doesn’t just tell her not to give up, she shows it.
If someone’s in your shoes, what would you say?
I’d say: the guilt is real, but it’s not the end of the story.
You can take your voice back. You can stop outsourcing your confidence to your kid. And you’ll still mess up sometimes. But your child will see you trying, and that’s a bigger lesson than anything they’re learning at school.
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