When I was a senior in high school taking advanced placement courses, working part-time, and waging my own Cold War with a demanding Russian violin teacher, my dad came in one night and told me to wash my brother’s dishes.

I was furious. How could he expect me to do dishes, much less my brother’s, when I had homework and tests and an upcoming recital?

“This is the real world,” he said. “We still have to eat.”
In other words, wash the dishes. He wasn’t ever one to let me “spiritualize” my way out of a dirty job.

According to Wendy Mogul, author of The Blessing of the B Minus: Using Jewish Teachings to Raise Resilient Teenagers, my father was right (darn it).

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