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Computers, computers, computers, they seem to be everywhere. In the grocery store, the doctor’s office, some of our homes, and even our schools! But believe it or not, not so long ago, perhaps even when your parents were young, very few people used computers at all!
Winter is sooo dull! Ima says it’s nice to be home all together in our warm house in Tzfas and appreciate Hashem’s blessing of the rain, and the fact that we have a warm house to protect us from the rain. I suppose she’s right — but right now I don’t want rain and I don’t want to be in our warm house. I want to be outside.
Whooosh! Here I am, in England, in 1835. It’s a beautiful spring day, and I sip my hot chocolate before I step outside. Surely there can’t be any danger. There’s a snug cottage with a thatched roof, and roses growing up the walls, a little way off. It looks safe enough, so I walk toward it. As I come near, I can hear a man shouting. “Wrong, wrong, wrong!”