As I was putting the finishing touches on Yaakov's poster today, I realized something.
I arranged all the pictures chronologically, starting from when he was a wee little bairn, and continuting to the strong, strapping boy of three-and-a-half that he is now. But the pictures "read" the English way. From left to right. If you look at it the Hebrew way, it seems that he first played golf, then had his bris, and then was born.
I guess you can take the girl out of America, but you can't make her think backwards. Or something.
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