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Breakthrough
The girls fist-bumped and smiled smugly. Mali brandished a toothpick. “Kol chassan…” she stage-whispered. Elisheva giggled
Chaya Rosen
Breakthrough
If anyone ever wondered how different two brothers could be, they could come look at Nachi and Yudi for their answer
Rochel Samet
True Colors
The only thing I thought I was good at was being lonely. And trust me, it’s not a good thing to be good at
Chaya Rosen
True Colors
Since when do fire alarms actually mean a fire?
Chaya Rosen
Family Activities
Come one, come all, play one, play all! You can prepare these carnival booths for a Chanukah party, or do one activity each night at home with your family
Esti Vago
Family Activities
Bubbles + tie-dye equals a whole new level of fun and flair
Esti Vago
I of the Storm
I pinched myself. Could it be that the entire Shafer crew is cooperating, smiling — and genuinely happy? Could it be that our family portrait is not a complete farce?
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I of the Storm
So I’m not a tzadeikes, I shot back to my ever-present faultfinder. I haven’t got bottomless reservoirs of patience. But I’m not so bad, either
Ilana Shafer
Take 5
Branding tips for staying ahead of the pack
Shira Isenberg, RD, MPH and Yitzchok Saftlas
Take 5
Find people who help you do what you need to do better
Shira Isenberg, RD, MPH and Yitzchok Saftlas
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