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It Happened at Midnight: Pesach Theme 5783
While the world dreams and the stars twinkle, the Creator neither slumbers nor sleeps. Ten stories of midnight miracles, epiphanies, and revelations
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Today, both parents and educators pursue special services. But costs can be astronomical, and the process confusing and frustrating. That’s where Leah Steinberg comes in.
Malky Lowinger
Whispers
Instead, I was consumed by fear of the unknown. I received no explanation for the many doctors’ visits, nothing to combat my wild imagination that created stories each night to prevent me falling asleep
Shira Hart
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I grabbed the folder and handed it to Rachel. “I’ve been doing some writing. Here’s some of my stuff. If you’re interested…”
Shira Hart
In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
The girls don’t seem to take to the ideas that I recount so passionately. There are shuffles and whispers and the occasional giggle Seven years and I still wonder if I’m getting it right. The conversation, I mean, not the treatment. Mrs. Brach is back. She’s probably my longest-standing client, and definitely holds the track
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In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
We’re holding on, Tatteh. Listen to the hespedim, listen to the anguished voices as they praise You
Yisroel Besser
I read it for you
I’m an anxious person, so I keep a pillow stuffed with eight months’ worth of living expenses. It’s a little stiff , and the crinkly sound drives my wife crazy, but it helps me sleep better.
Rabbi Dovid Bashevkin
I read it for you
Each morning, Mr. Market knocks on the door and offers his stock at a different price.
Dovid Bashevkin
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