I grew up with a Christian mother and a Jewish father, though I have always considered myself Jewish. I always enjoyed and got more out of the Jewish holidays compared to the Christian ones. I went to reformed Sunday school every Sunday until seventh grade and did all of the studying for my Bar Mitzvah even though I never actually proceeded with the ceremony (but that is a whole other story). It was not until I was around seven or eight years old that I learned that there were other Jews that practiced the religion much differently than my family and myself. This happened when I was at a Yom Kippur Break Fast dinner at my fake Uncle’s (lovingly referred to as fake because he is my dad’s college best friend) house and noticed other families dressed in black with beards and other more traditional garb walking down the streets. I asked my dad who they were and what they were doing, to which he was surprised that I did not learn about this in Sunday school (even though I probably was told about other forms of Judaism during the schooling, it is just that my mind tends to wander, especially as a child with a window view of a myriad of things to occupy my mind in the Atlanta skyline). He went on to explain to me the three most basic types of Judaism in America, though he did not clarify that at the time, of reformed, conservative and orthodox.
Later on in Sunday school (as I was presumably paying more attention) I learned of other practices around the world. I got the explanation that it does not matter how you practice but more so develop a relationship with God. The teacher went on to explain that the Bible is open to interpretation and everyone does so differently. I did not truly understand how embedded the concept of interpretation was in Judaism until much later in life when I was out of Sunday school and only attending Temple on the major holidays like the exemplary secular Jew I am.
Though I do not remember learning about the Talmud in Sunday school (there were new buildings and billboards at this point), it serves as a great stepping-stone for interpreting Judaism. When I learned about it I was amazed that Jews were interpreting the Bible and extrapolating ideas of religious law for about 1800 years. At this point I was in high school (still gazing at the skyline) and knew more about Judaism in other parts of the world. I found the idea of interpretation a sufficient enough explanation of how there could be so many different forms of the same religion.
But then I came to college, where I learned, and still am, that interpretation is just one part of the equation that equals the vast array of the types of Judaism. With the help of courses I took about human behavior in both the psychology and economics department (not to mention this course), I saw the extreme importance of the culture a person is raised in. Even though the Talmud is the interpretation of the Bible, people still need to interpret the Talmud. This leads to interpretations of the interpretation in entirely different contexts with the outcome of extremely different results. So now it seems utterly impossible to have ever had a single form of Judaism. A lot of time has passed since I asked my father who those people walking down the street were.
