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Building Dreams
Malka Grunhaus
Building Dreams
Malka Grunhaus
Building Dreams
Malka Grunhaus
Building Dreams
Malka Grunhaus
Building Dreams
Malka Grunhaus
Normal
“Mmm.” Something clicks in Mimi’s brain. She hesitates, then switches off the music. “You… you nervous, Kayla?”
Rochel Samet
Normal
Ma sounds distracted. There’s something else on her mind. “Mimi, how would you like to join us on the Philadelphia trip with Kayla?”
Rochel Samet
Story Supplement
His brother was a singer. So what?
Chani Muller
Story Supplement
All Ezzy had to do was give each pot a quick rinse. How hard could that be?
Chaim Finkelstein
15 Years
"In general, we bend over backward to make sure the reader is getting the full value he purchased the magazine for, because there is only one consideration: you, the reader" 
Yaakov Gerstel
15 Years
The making of a magazine: Special anniversary project
Barbara Bensoussan
936 Sundays
Who said you have to be competitive in order to have fun? We’re all on the same team anyway. With these friendship-themed activities, everyone’s a winner
Sara Wolf
936 Sundays
As the outdoors gets darker and our windows frostier, the indoors gets warmer and our homes cozier. Let’s take the coziness up a notch with some Kislev-themed activities
Sara Wolf
The Struggle Is the Goal
We each have our own private quests, those goals we tried — or keep trying — to achieve. As we struggle and strive, the process becomes its own destination
Ahuva Holzer
The Struggle Is the Goal
We each have our own private quests, those goals we tried — or keep trying — to achieve. As we struggle and strive, the process becomes its own destination
Yosef Zoimen
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Suddenly, we could hear the sound of glass breaking.

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The sounds on the streets that came wafting through the windows didn’t feel okay at all

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“There’s something going on,” Elka said to me the minute Miriam had closed the door behind her. “I feel it, Dovid. I’m scared”

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Donkeys and goats, Jews and Arabs mingled in the streets, but I was no longer fazed

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I was comforted to know that our cousins, at least, were all okay

By Malka Grunhaus

Building Dreams

All I wanted was to know the special news that Mama had. “No, Mama,” I burst out, “tell me. What’s so exciting? Tell me!”

By Malka Grunhaus