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Bashie Lisker
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Ariella Schiller
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Ariella Schiller
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Chaya Rosen
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Ariella Lowenstein
Map the Starlight
Why do maps fascinate me? Partly because I love fault lines. The border between doubt and certainty. The place between choice, faith, passivity, and acceptance
Leah Gebber
Map the Starlight
Who is he? A man who seeks goodness and truth, or a man who burns books and people? Is he heir to his great-grandfather’s legacy?
Leah Gebber
Turning Tides
I almost fainted at this blatant anti-Semitism. I quickly ran through appropriate responses in my head, and rejected them all. It would be a waste of breath to even respond
Leah Gebber
Turning Tides
What would Rivka want her bas mitzvah to look like, now that there could be none of the big ideas she’d dreamed about?
Leah Gebber
Pesach Prep with the Pros
Crushed cheesecakes lay scattered across the floor. She sank to her knees, tears streaming down her face Hadassah idly shaded the building she was drawing as the other girls in her class enjoyed their recess. Across the aisle, her friend Bruchy worked on her own drawing. The door slammed open as Penina ran into the
C.B. Gavant
Pesach Prep with the Pros
With the busiest season of the Jewish year upon us, how can we balance all of our responsibilities while still nurturing our homes, our children, our husbands, and our spirituality?
Sara Glaz
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
Follow Me
I don’t know about you, but with the completion of Follow Me, I’m breathing a tremendous sigh of relief
Esty Heller
Follow Me
She appreciated her husband’s spirit, but couldn’t there be a balance? An unassuming desk job, with some side passion as an outlet?
Esty Heller
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