Akiva and Rachel
One of the greatest love stories of all time
Gertcel Davydov
Translator Joanna Dobson
© Gertcel Davydov, 2022
© Joanna Dobson, translation, 2022
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This book draws the readers attention to the story of high love that existed between Rabbi Akiva and Rachel as described in the Talmud. Thanks to his wife Rachel, Akiva went from being an illiterate shepherd to becoming one of the greatest wisemen in Jewish history.
This book tells the story of Akiva who, being born into a poor family, received no education. Akiva grew up to be a simple shepherd travelling from place to place doing various manual tasks. One day, destiny sends him a remarkable gift in the form of a meeting with a beautiful girl. The young, well-educated Rachel is the only daughter of Kalba Savua, the wealthiest man in Jerusalem. Akiva falls in love with her at first sight and the meeting changes his life to the core. Aware of the huge gap in age and social status that separates them, Akiva tries to put Rachel out of his mind and yet, he cannot help himself. Noticing the shepherds modesty and other fine qualities, Rachel agrees to become his wife on the condition that he study the wisdom of the Torah. Rachels father Kalba Savua is strongly opposed to their marriage. Rachel understands very well that it wont be easy to transform an illiterate thirty-five year old man into a learned scholar but her heart and mind are firmly set. When Kalba Savua learns of his daughters betrothal, he drives her out of the house deprived of her inheritance.
This story took place approximately two thousand years ago and since then has been passed from generation to generation as an example of the idea of high love in a relationship between a man and a woman. As the plot develops, the book raises important themes like the necessity of prayer, the illusory nature of the world and the idea that there is no such thing as pure coincidence, everything is predetermined.
All is foreseen, and freedom of choice is granted
Rabbi Akiva (Mishna, Pirkei Avot, 3:15).
Chapter 1 Jerusalem! Jerusalem!
After the fall of Jerusalem in the year 38301, when the Second Temple was burned down, the sages in Judea sought by all possible means to preserve centres of Torah study. Some opposed the Jewish rebellion believing that the opportunity to continue studying the Torah was more important than political independence. Nonetheless, determined individual units opposed the Roman army which led to disaster. The city was almost totally destroyed and the survivors found themselves in incredibly challenging conditions.
Despite the fact that the sun had made its return journey across the sky and was already setting on the horizon, a sweltering heat still gripped the city. Looking out across the outskirts of Jerusalem a traveller walked doggedly onwards determined to reach the market square before dark. He wandered for hours between narrow streets, each as similar as one drop of water to another. Desperate to reach the market by late afternoon, he decided to wait out the heat taking refuge in the shadow of a high tree. Having rested a while in the shade of the broad-crowned tree, the man noticed a shop a little way off where a merchant was selling spices. He got up and quickly made his way towards it.
An elderly Jew sat on a bench by the entrance.
Peace to you2, sir, said the traveller.
Peace to you, said the grey-haired Jew.
Does this road go to the market?
Yes, keep straight on and youll come to the market.
The traveller asked permission to stand in the shade for a while and catch his breath. The merchant agreed willingly and offered the traveller some water. The stranger quickly drained the vessel offered to him.
Thank you, sir.
It is always very hot in Jerusalem at this time of year. Would you like some more?
No, I have quenched my thirst, thank you.
You look tired. Have you come far? asked the shop owner taking the pitcher from the travellers hands.
Yes, its been a long journey.
Over the years, I have learned to tell at a glance, who is who. I knew as soon as I laid eyes on you that you arent from round here. Who are you looking for in Jerusalem?
I dont know anyone here. I have come to Jerusalem from Galilee3 in search of work, said the man. My name is Akiva ben Yosef4. I am a Ger5.
My name is Shimon. The elderly gentleman spoke his name with dignity. I have been trading spices in Jerusalem for sixty years now.
I dont suppose you would you have any work for me? asked Akiva. You are a man of years and I am willing to do any kind of work, even hard physical work for a modest pay.
What work could I possibly offer you, a trader in a plundered, ruined city? Trade used to be good but now we thank God if we have enough money for food and drink. You must be hungry?
Yes, but I have a little money. Ill get myself something to eat at the market.
Save your money for later. Youll need it, and anyway, the market will soon be closing and the traders will be in a hurry to get home. If you have no friends in Jerusalem, dine with my wife Dvora and I. It would be our pleasure.
Akiva was taken back. Such a show of hospitality was quite unexpected.
I can work for my supper. That would only be fair as you dont know me at all.
There is no need for you to earn your supper. We would be honoured if you would share a meal with us.
What honour can there be in the presence of a man as simple as I, for you, the people of Jerusalem? said Akiva, now even more surprised.
If you dine at our house, you will give us the opportunity to emulate our forefather Abraham, at least in some small way. Abraham pitched his tent in the desert and invited travellers into his home. He took no money from them. His only request was that they read a blessing after the meal and thank the One God.
Is Abraham a relative of yours?
Abraham is a relative to all of us. He is the father of many nations. My wife and I always try to invite guests to our home following the example of our forefather Abraham, especially on major holidays.
I have never heard of him. Akiva admitted.
Hum, thought Shimon shaking his head, even here in Judea it appears one may still come across a person who hasnt heard of Abraham.
Well, in that case, at least break bread with us. You can tell me about yourself and I will tell you a bit more about Abraham and Jerusalem, the shop owner said. Shimons wife went out to the barn for food enough to prepare an extra portion for their guest. The men entered the home, took off their shoes and the shop owner offered Akiva some water so that he could wash after his long journey. Then Shimon washed and he and Akiva sat down at the table that had been prepared for them.
The guest took his place at the table next to the shop owner. Before starting to eat, Shimon spoke a blessing after which they began to dine. Akiva ate with great appetite but tried to restrain himself because he didnt want to appear rude. He was enjoying a large piece of meat when his host asked, Akiva, how do you usually earn a living?
I do all kinds of things. I have herded cattle, I chop wood or gather firewood in the forest to sell at market.
Shimons question forced Akiva to drag his attention away from his plate of delicious food.
Shimons wife interrupted them, Shimon, let our guest eat his dinner. Then you can talk. The spice trader heeded his wifes advice and let Akiva enjoy his food.
Akiva quickly emptied his plate and enthusiastically agreed to the offer of a second helping. Akivas manners slightly embarrassed the city dwellers but being hospitable hosts, they tried not to show it. When they had finished eating, Shimon asked Akiva to read a blessing with him but Akiva explained that he was illiterate and didnt know any blessings. Shimon was shocked by Akivas admission but saying nothing more about it, he spoke a blessing whilst his wife set about clearing the table.
Shimon returned to the question he felt compelled to ask, Didnt you go to school as a boy? How is it that a grown man like you doesnt know how to read or write?
I was sent out to work at a very young age and so even though I am now over thirty years old, I have never had the time or the means to study, Akiva said sadly.
Akiva, it wont be easy for you in Jerusalem. Here people call the illiterate am-aamrets6.
It is too late at my age to do anything about it.
The Holy Scriptures tells us that it is never too late. Remember that. You said you have no friends in Jerusalem, is that right?
Yes, that is right. I dont know anyone here at all.
Its late. Stay with us tonight and tomorrow morning, well think about what you might be able to do here in Jerusalem.
Akiva usually woke at dawn but on this occasion, he slept until lunchtime. He was finally woken by the scorching rays of the August sun. When he finally appeared, he found his hosts already waiting for him at the table.
I havent slept like this for a long time. I am usually up at dawn and go to bed late at night. It must have been the long journey that made me sleep so late.
It is good that you slept well. We tried not to wake you, as you will need your strength.
Shimons wife quickly laid the table and invited her husband and their guest to eat breakfast. Akiva ate with great enthusiasm as he had done the evening before. Hesitating, it occurred to him suddenly that he was taking advantage of the hospitality offered to him and that it would be quite wrong to devour everything on the table.
Whats the matter Akiva? the hostess asked, Why have you stopped eating?
Thank you, but I am full already and I should set off. I have stayed much longer than I intended.
Dont rush. Eat, drink, you will need your strength. Where do you plan to go Akiva? Shimon asked.
I will go to the market and ask the traders there whether anyone needs an extra pair of hands. I have to find work to pay for food and lodgings.
Kalba Savua might be employing workers.
Who is Kalbu Savua?
One of the three wealthiest men in Jerusalem said Akivas host. I take spices to his family once a week and we have become good friends over the years. His house is always full of guests which is why he has the nickname Kalba Savua7.
Why the strange nickname? asked Akiva surprised.
Because even if a dog enters his house hungry, it will still leave satisfied. His door is always open to visitors and he too tries in this way to emulate our forefather Abraham. Shimon paused for a moment and then with some sadness added,
Since the failed revolt, the Romans have been taxing him heavily.
Did he take part in the uprising? asked Akiva, again with some surprise.
He is not only wealthy and respected, he is a faithful son of the homeland. He is one of the three most affluent residents of Jerusalem who helped the rebels.
Who were the other two?
Nakdimon ben Guryon and Ben Tsitsit Akeset. Their wealth is legendary. The three of them together could feed all Jerusalem.
Why then were the Romans successful in capturing Jerusalem and destroying the city?
Learning of the approach of the Roman army, Kalba Savua, Nakdimon Ben Guryon and Ben Tsitsit Akeset filled their warehouses with food, which in the case of a siege on the city would have lasted for twenty-one years. They were certain that the Romans would never have the forces or supplies to withstand a long siege and that they would retreat. Some of the residents of Judea didnt want to follow their plan, desperate to fight with the Romans face-to-face. They set fire to the warehouses in the hope that, when the city was left without food and water, waiting would no longer be an option and the other citizens would follow them into battle. We all know how it ended.
I would consider it an honour to work for such a respected man. If he takes me on, I shall be very grateful to you Mr. Shimon.
Theres no need to thank me. Finish your breakfast and well go and see Kalba Savua together. I am delivering some spices there today said the trader, and then, as if reading the question in Akivas eyes, he said, Jews must help each other and stick together particularly in times that are as hard for the people as these.
Akiva was excited. If he was successful in getting work with the rich man, he would receive a good salary, a roof over his head and survive these difficult times.
Having secured the heavy spice sack over the donkeys back they set out on their journey. The road they took passed by the market.
If it doesnt work out, Ill come back here before sunset and look for work amongst the merchants. Maybe one of them will need my help, said Akiva.
The old man stopped him and said:
You can always come to the market and no doubt here, youll find bits of work, but being employed by Kalba Savua would give you much more certainty.
Yes, Mr. Shimon, youre right. Akiva agreed. I am already thirty. I want to find a good job where I can work quietly up until my old age.
In the distance, beyond the city market, stood the ruins of numerous buildings and among them there remained a single surviving wall.
Catching his companions gaze fall on the city ruins, Shimon explained:
This is Temple Mount. Here a Temple used to tower above the ground! Our ancestors revered this site and for a thousand years, they came here to pray. The Romans looted and destroyed our Second Temple just six years after it was built on the 9th of Av8 in the year 38309. That wasnt the only sorrowful event that took place on this date. The First Temple, the Temple of King Solomon10, built around a thousand years ago, was also destroyed on the 9th day of Av.
You might think me stupid Mr. Shimon but I dont believe in coincidences.
Akiva, what right have I to think you stupid? We are all equal before the blessed Almighty and each has a right to their own opinion of events that have taken place in the past. If He, the All-merciful, had wanted everyone to have the same view on events, He would have made it to be that way. But given that we are all different, then that is how it should be. I often wonder why these recent events and the destruction of the Temple of King Solomon took place on the same day of the year. Perhaps it is a sign of some kind?