From a true childhood story…
“We do not use the menorah like that,” Grandma said.
“But I need a little more light over here by the window so I can read,” the granddaughter countered.
“Those eight shamash are holy and not to be used for reading but for worship – besides carrying them around like that can be dangerous – so set them down and leave it be,” Grandma returned.
“I’m being careful – besides what could happen that makes them so dangerous?” the granddaughter asked as she accidentally set the drapes in the living room ablaze.
The home was a total loss.
The Old Blog in the Desert 
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