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	<title>North Carolina Museum of Art &#124; Untitled &#187; Torah Scroll</title>
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		<title>Follow Our Journey: To Everything There is a Season</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Torah Scroll from our Judaic collection reflects on its history, memory, and use, and the movement of time and place.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img class="size-full wp-image-1377  alignleft" style="border: 0px;" title="torahscroll" src="http://ncartmuseum.org/untitled/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/torahscroll.JPG" alt="COMING FROM CATHY" width="240" height="384" />I am simple and of the earth—vellum from the tanned, scraped, and polished skin of a kosher calf, my pages sewn together with animal sinew. A steady human hand inscribed me, carefully stroking each letter onto the page with a quill from a kosher bird.</p>
<p>But I am also of the spirit—an exalted object, revered by many. Not for what I am so much as for the words I carry:  Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers, Deuteronomy—I know the words by heart. My words preserve the history of a people, remind them of sacred law. And so&#8230; I think of myself as a teacher.</p>
<p>Moroccan immigrants carried me to Jerusalem, and many heard my words in services at the Wailing Wall. Always, I felt so proud as the rabbi used a <em><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yad" target="_blank">yad</a> </em>to point to my words as he read them aloud.</p>
<p>But time had its way with me, and like all earthly things, I became worn with use. So deep in my work, I barely noticed it happening. My words remain, as beautiful and strong as ever, and I do not mind my worn places, for they are my memories; they remind me of how important I was, and how well loved. But I was sad to no longer feel the <em>yad</em> tracing the lines of the stories I hold.</p>
<p><span id="more-1373"></span>But do not be sad for me. For now I have come to a new place, and I will have a new life.</p>
<p>I do not know what became of the Torah case I once dwelled in. But the people here have placed me in a handsome case that had lost its scroll. It is a good union, a lovely friendship, for we are of the same age, familiar to each other, and we remind each other of our past, of what we’ve lost. And in my heart, I am young again.</p>
<p>Now I hear the people talking about a new home, a place I grow eager to see. It will not be a place of worship. But a special place just the same. A place of great beauty. A place of questions and ideas. A place where the past is revered and treasured along with the new.</p>
<p>And many people—people of all faiths, from many different lands—will come to see me, and learn.</p>
<p>Soon, they say, I will be there. Soon the people will come. And I will be a teacher again, in a new way. And I will be proud to do this good work. For now, a time to sleep—to remember the past, to dream of the future.<br />
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This post is part of the series</em> <a href="http://ncartmuseum.org/untitled/2009/10/if-these-walls-could-talk/" target="_blank">Follow Our Journey</a><em>. Follow</em> Torah Scroll <em>and six other works of art on the Big Move to the Museum’s new building.</em></p>
<p>Image caption:<br />
North African, probably Moroccan, <em>Torah Scroll, </em>mid-19th century, ink on calf skin vellum, sewn with animal sinew, H. 20 1/4 in. (variable), Gift of the Friends of the Judaic Art Gallery in honor of Dr. and Mrs. Elmo Scoggin; Iraqi, <em>Torah Case (Tik)</em>, 1908 (dedication date), silver: die-stamped, repoussé, cast, appliqué, chased, engraved, partly gilded; wood; textile; carnelian beads (restoration), H. 36 7/8 x Diam. 10 1/2 in., Museum Purchase, Judaic Art Fund and Museum Purchase Fund; Iraqi, <em>Torah Finials (Rimmonim), </em>late 19th-early 20th century, brass: repoussé, chased, cast, gilded<em>, </em>H. 6 1/2 in., Gift of the Harold Kadis and Robert Kadis families in memory of their parents, Isaac and Mary Kadis</p>
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