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Malka Grunhaus
Building Dreams
Malka Grunhaus
Building Dreams
Malka Grunhaus
Building Dreams
Malka Grunhaus
Building Dreams
Malka Grunhaus
A Better You
At the core of emotional eating is the interaction between two crucial parts of our brain: the amygdala and the cortex
Family First Contributors
A Better You
There’s a fundamental difference between justifying and explaining
Family First Contributors
Cut ‘n Paste
What days are you counting? Why is there a number on your shirt?
Reva Kaiser Barbalatt
Cut ‘n Paste
It summed everything up: Make yourself at home, and in the meantime, let’s learn Torah, because that’s what life is about
Avi Levinson
Works of Art
“Maybe we’ll do it your way in the end, but if someone else has a different idea, they’re allowed to say it!”
Zivia Reischer
Works of Art
She looked down at the canvas, moving it in the moonlight until she could see the image it held
Malka Winner
Five Random Questions
I think we’re all trying to be considerate of each other. As my father said, “We became such good friends!”
Shoshana Itzkowitz
Five Random Questions
"I love nature and beautiful scenery. The Alps are as un-NYC as you can get!"
Chaya Rosen
Street Smarts
In the taxi world, drivers are divided as to whether a “real” nahag uses Waze. For these veterans who know the city’s every highway and byway, the consensus is clear: real drivers don’t rely on it
Yaacov Lipszyc
Street Smarts
Love of the land has been infused in Shuki’s blood since birth; he’s the right man for our challenge
Ariella Schiller
More Building Dreams
Building Dreams

“No, really, Dovid,” Zalman continued, dropping into the seat beside me. “I care about you. Something’s bothering you. I can feel it”

By Malka Grunhaus

Building Dreams

“Is that all everyone knows me as? The granddaughter whose father was killed? The orphan?”

By Malka Grunhaus

Building Dreams

I ran as fast and hard as I could, twisting through alleyways only a Yerushalmi would know, hoping to lose the men I imagined were following closely behind me

By Malka Grunhaus

Building Dreams

It was only Mama’s voice in my head whispering: Slow down. Think about what you’re saying

By Malka Grunhaus

Building Dreams

Three stops and then I was supposed to get off. And then Bubbe would be waiting for me. Three stops, I told myself

By Malka Grunhaus

Building Dreams

It was a crazy plan but I didn’t say anything. Nothing would happen with this plan either

By Malka Grunhaus