Mybat,
wait till the truth is totally forgotten and you will learn to your chagrin that there were no mechal’lei shabbos in the idyllic place of horror called Eastern Europe, and everyone was frum, learned in Kollel his whole life, all the women covered their hair, dressed with tznius, and things like intermarriage and conversions to Christianity simply did not exist. Nostalgia does wonders to one’s memory. I remember a very sweet old Polish Jew, who went through 6 years of Holocaust, and he spoke with wistful gaze about the taste and juiciness of plums in his shtet’l.
Yiddish is someone’s plum.