My family emigrated from Russia in 1981 and landed in Brooklyn.  Our first car was a white Plymouth Volare with a maroon vynal top.  I matriculated at yeshiva where I studied English, Math, and the Torah. After school on the streets there was hype about a good looking Jew with long hair and a fit body.  Guys even had him cast in gold hanging on their necks. I asked the rabbi when we're going to read the other bible.  Then I went to public school and things fell into place.  I learned how to graffiti walls and dance on cardboard.