When we made aliyah about five years ago, we had gotten to the middle of Moed (or somewhere thereabouts), and I decided to continue learning those two Mishnayot each day (6 days a week). This time I didn't skip Taharot, and with the help of some picture books (primarily for Oholot), this morning I finished Shisha Sidrei Mishnah for the first time in my life.
On one hand, I feel great. It's a wonderful accomplishment and a testament to the power of learning a little bit each and every day. At the same time, I'm a little bit embarrassed that it took me over forty years to finish Shas Mishnayot. (Mom, I blame you.)
At the same time, as I've blogged about earlier, I've been learning Mishnah Yomit with my second son since the cycle began in Berachot - and we're now well into Nezikin. And my eldest saw us learning and he decided to study four mishnayot a day, a torrid pace that brought him to complete Shas over Shavuot, a feat that gives me great pride. I'm much, much prouder about his siyyum than I am about mine.
I guess that's reason enough to feel good.
הדרן עלך ששה סדרי משנה.
דעתן עלך ששה סדרי משנה.
לא נתנשי מינך ששה סדרי משנה.
לא בעלמא הדין ולא בעלמא דאתי.