"A fiddler on the roof. Sounds crazy, no? But in our little
village of Anatevka, you might say every one of us is a fiddler on the roof,
trying to scratch out a pleasant, simple tune without breaking his neck. It
isn't easy. You may ask, why do we stay up here if it's so dangerous? We stay
because Anatevka is our home. And how do we keep our balance? That I can tell
you in a word—tradition! Because of our traditions, we've kept our balance for
many, many years. Here in Anatevka we have traditions for everything—how to
eat, how to sleep, how to wear clothes. For instance, we always keep our heads
covered and always wear a little prayer shawl. This shows our constant devotion
to God. You may ask, how did this tradition start? I'll tell you—I don't know!
But it's a tradition. Because of our traditions, everyone knows who he is and
what God expects him to do." - Joseph Stein, Fiddler on the Roof
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