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Part of her wanted to be angry and ungrateful. But another part of her was ashamed of her childish behavior AT four a.m. on a drizzly, dark morning, while the rest of the British population slept, Suri Levy, age 18 months, stood up in her crib and wailed. Esti, 13 1/2 years old, groaned and
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Sisters Share
In this new column, we’ll meet wonderful girls who all have siblings with special needs, and they’ll share with us how they feel about being “special” sisters
C. Rosen
Viral Growth
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Eytan Kobre
Voices for Eternity
Esther was prepared to sacrifice everything—her very life and even her portion in Olam HaBa—for the sake of the people
Rebbetzin Shira Smiles
Voices for Eternity
The tefillos of men are carried upward through the prayers and tears of the women
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“You told us not to give you a phone, even if you begged for one in the middle of the night”
Ruti Kepler
Normal Like Me
“Bernadine, get dressed and join them!” they urged her. Grandma’s friend Scarlett grabbed Bernadine with two strong hands and started smearing her face with yellow paint
Ruti Kepler
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