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The Real Me
We had a class siyum with doughnuts. Everyone was so excited to have a special treat, while we just had to sit and watch
Ruchy Bromberg
The Real Me
My name is Esther. I’m 12 years old and I live in Edgware, London, England. I have something called autism.
Ruchy Bromberg
Down to a Science
It turns out that fireflies are way cooler than I ever imagined
Yael Zoldan
Down to a Science
To understand freckles, we need to learn a little bit about melanin
Yael Zoldan
Be My Guest
"Raising Torah-true children was just becoming the new frontier, so 'Vezakeini' expressed the prayer on every parent’s lips"
Riki Goldstein
Be My Guest
If you could invite one music personality into your succah this year, who would it be?
Riki Goldstein
Great Reads
Mummy was a fighter, but this was a battle she couldn’t win
Ester Zirkind
Great Reads
Sometimes I feel like I’m ten again, a child they expect to behave in predictable ways
Bashie Lisker
Outlook
Mamdani’s triumph is only one of many recent warning signs
Yonoson Rosenblum
Outlook
Prime Minister Bibi Netanyahu and President Donald Trump have both secured their place in history
Yonoson Rosenblum
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“It took Klal Yisrael by storm when it was released in the aftermath of the horrific Friday night murder of the Fogel family from Itamar in 2011”

By Riki Goldstein

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“The words refer not only to Shemini Atzeres, but to the relationship between Hashem and the Jewish People throughout the entire year”

By Riki Goldstein

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“It’s a beautiful, slow song, going through the timeless advice of the Ramban to his son”

By Riki Goldstein

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“I ended up sitting and talking to Reb Moshe, and he opened up a lot of possibilities for me”

By Riki Goldstein

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“Baruch Hashem it’s Shabbos,” Abie’s composition as sung by Shloime Gertner on Journeys, is a beautiful way to segue into Shabbos

By Riki Goldstein

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The backstories of those favorite albums that still frame our memories

By Riki Goldstein