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tastes like shabbos
Just the word itself brings waves of nostalgia for the beautiful Shabbosos of my childhood
Family Table Readers
tastes like shabbos
A teacher and a mother, Rebbetzin Machlis cooked for several hundred guests every Shabbos for decades
Sarah Faygie Berkowitz
Turing Point: Jr. Chanukah Supplement 5783
What would I tell her? My best friend was going to be so upset
Rochel Samet
Theme Section: Wandering Jews
My parents had survived the Holocaust, but Communism in Hungary was a noose around our necks. Would that small crack during the uprising be the window for our escape?
Riki Goldstein
Theme Section: Wandering Jews
Modern exiles of an ancient people: Four personal accounts of those seeking safer ground
Rachel Bachrach
step-by-step
"Every time we knock and cry and beg for the door to open, we are heard" Sometimes it seems that locked doors are preventing our prayers from being answered. But even though we can never know the reason for the locks, we can be sure that every time we knock and cry and beg for
Raquel Goldish
Split
People expected me to have a holy perspective about our children’s conditions from the beginning
Musia Slavin
Split
At nine days old — an incredibly young age for a child with both a cleft lip and a cleft palate! — they weaned Tali off the feeding tube
Musia Slavin
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Brachos can’t change a person, but they can charge them with new strength

By Miriam Aflalo

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Most of the time, we look for truth in all the wrong places

By Debbie Lefkowitz

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“If others can still see fuchsia and turquoise and saffron, then I know they still exist”

By Shoshana Schwartz

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To create a new home, there must be some separation from the old one 

By Faigy Schonfeld

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“…learning who you really are, even the ugly parts, so that you can change, really change”

By Faigy Schonfeld

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“A sparrow hopped across our path and Esti ran after it, laughing. It didn’t upset my schedule at all”

By D. Frankel