Rav Kook once visited a kibbutz, a cooperative agricultural settlement. The rabbi noticed that its members were very meticulous about their work, but not so much about the laws of the Torah.
“My sons,” he said to them, “let me tell you a true story.”
There was a wise, old man who became ill. As a result of his illness, he forgot all twenty-two letters of the Hebrew alphabet. The doctors told the man, “We are sorry, but nothing can be done to restore your memory. You have no choice but to go back to school and start from scratch.”
So the old man enrolled in the local kindergarten and began learning the alef-bet all over again.
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