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    MARSHMALLOWS AND LENTILS

    Ever come home totally famished and grab
    some junk food – knowing full well, you will
    be sorry later? What about passing a bakery,
    getting a whiff of something yummy, and just
    can’t resist? Maybe there was a tough, tiring
    day at work, a day so intense, that when you
    come home you lose it, you snap, saying words
    you later regret.
    In the 1960s, a study was conducted in
    Stanford University. It was dubbed “The
    Marshmallow Study”. A group of young children
    were gathered together and seated around a
    table. Each one was given a single marshmallow,
    with the promise of a second one if they could
    hold off eating the one placed in front of them.
    The researchers left them in the room. It
    was just the children and the marshmallows.
    There weren’t any distractions. No books, no
    music, no crayons, no toys, and being that it
    was the 60s, no devices. They were left to occupy
    themselves and to look at their marshmallows.
    After a few minutes, some of the children
    could not resist eating the marshmallow. Others
    were able to restrain, as they looked forward to

    a second marshmallow.
    The researchers returned after fifteen
    minutes, and those that deserved it, received
    their second marshmallow.
    The researchers followed their subjects for
    several decades. The children who were able
    to resist the temptation, and not eat their
    marshmallow, grew to be better students. They
    scored higher by an average over 200 points on
    their SATs, and experienced greater success in
    their careers. They built better relationships,
    had happier marriages, and lived healthier lives
    (of course, maintaining lower weight). They
    exhibited a lower tendency of frustration and
    aggression later in life.
    The power of self-discipline and control.
    As Pirkei Avos, Ethics of the Fathers, teaches,
    “Ben Zoma said: Eizehu gibor, who is strong,
    hakovesh es yitzro, he who conquers his
    (negative) inclinations. As it is stated (Mishlei
    16:32), ‘Better one who is to slow to anger than
    one with might, one who rules his spirit, than
    one who captures a city’ ” (Pirkei Avos 4:1).
    Man is born with two inner forces, two
    inclinations, the physical and the spiritual. We
    can decide which force will reign. If we will it,
    we can rise to great heights, allowing the spiritual

    to be the dominant
    force. It is in our
    hands. Will we assert

    our power of self-
    control? Will our

    decisions reflect the
    divine neshama
    within? While we
    can’t control our life
    circumstances, we can
    control our reaction to
    them.
    In this week’s
    parsha, Toldos, we are
    introduced to the
    twins, Yaakov and Eisav. “Vayigdilu ha’neraim,
    And the boys grew up. (Bereishis 25:27). Rashi
    explains that it was only after their Bar Mitzva
    that their personality differences surfaced. Eisav
    was “Ish yodea’ah tzayid, A hunter, ish sadeh,
    a man of the field.” Eisav was not just a hunter
    by occupation, but his entire being was one of
    “hunting”. Always on the prowl. He was in the
    open field, searching, but not knowing what he
    was searching for. Looking, but not knowing
    what he was looking for.
    In contrast, Yaakov was “Ish tam, A simple
    man.” Tam, from the word temmima, meaning
    pure. He did not have any interest in the physical
    pursuits of his brother Eisav. He was “yoshev
    ohalim, sitting in the tents of learning”. Rashi
    cites a Midrash that tents, ohalim, is mentioned
    in the plural, because Yaakov spent his days
    studying in the tents of both Shem and Ever.
    Ohalim, tents. The Kli Yakar explains that
    Yaakov took his learning home with him. He
    brought it into his personal tent, his home,
    creating a beautiful family life.
    The Torah tells us of Eisav’s arrival home
    from a day of hunting. The savory aroma of
    Yaakov’s red lentil soup gets to him. He wants
    it, and he wants it now.
    Eisav says to Yaakov, “Pour into me, now,
    some of that red stuff, for I am exhausted.
    Therefore, he was called Edom (meaning red).”
    Eisav’s descendants became the Edomites,
    the people of Edom, the “Red Ones”. Just
    because he wanted some red soup? One would
    think that Eisav and his descendants would be
    called Edom – Red, because the Torah tells us
    that he was born “admoni”, with a reddish
    coloring. Oftentimes, people are named or are
    given nicknames based on their coloring, e.g.
    Rusty, Red, Ginger, Gingy, or for blondes it
    could be Goldie, Blondie, or Sandy. How do
    we explain Eisav being called Edom because
    of red lentil soup?
    It wasn’t until the day that Eisav came in
    from the field asking for soup that his true
    identity and inner spirit was revealed.
    The Chumash tells us that Eisav was ayeif,

    tired. Exhasted. Ayeif is not just physically tired,
    but emotionally burnt out, he was spent. Tired
    from life. Tired of the world around him. He
    had it.
    Eisav tells Yaakov, “Haliteini, Pour it down.”
    I give up. I can’t do anything for myself. Pour
    the soup down my throat. “Min ha-adom, adom
    hazeh, From this red, red stuff.” The words are
    coarse. A need for instant gratification. Pour it
    down me. There was no “Yaakov, please, may
    I have some of that delicious smelling soup”.
    Yaakov recognizes Eisav as not being worthy
    of the privilege of bechora, being the eldest.
    When he suggests selling the honor for the soup,
    Eisav’s response was “Who needs it. Heenei
    anochi holeich lomus, I’m going to die… what
    use to me is the bechora.”
    Eisav’s true emotions are revealed. Even
    how he ate is robotic. Not humanlike. “Vayochal,
    He ate. Vayeisht, he drank. Vayokom, he got
    up. Vayeilech, he left. Vayeevez es habechora,
    He despised the honor of the firstborn.”
    (Bereishis 25:34)
    Eisav doesn’t say to Yaakov, what did I do?
    What was I thinking? There were no regrets.
    That was it. A bowl of soup traded for a priceless
    birthright. He was done and out.
    We must ask ourselves what did Eisav do
    that was so wrong. In his own way, he was
    saying it’s not for me. I can’t do it. I’m not
    capable. A reaction that is understandable. Where
    he went wrong is that he didn’t even try. He let
    the physical totally take over, and didn’t even
    give a go at it.
    Sefer Bereishis is the story of our roots. Life
    lessons to be learned from our avos and imahos.
    It’s up to us to incorporate their teachings into
    our lives. Like the children tested with
    marshmallows, sometimes it takes strong
    willpower to grow and succeed. To not give in
    to the temptation of immediate gratification.
    Rather, it’s the long view into the future that
    should control how we react to every situation
    that comes our way.