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Jr. Serial
Rochel Samet
Jr. Serial
Rochel Samet
Jr. Serial
Rochel Samet
Jr. Serial
Rochel Samet
Jr. Serial
Rochel Samet
Quick Q
“So she told them not to say anything. Not to publicly clear her name. Just to let her leave to America so that the teacher wouldn’t be embarrassed and could retire quietly in a couple of years, without being sent away"   Aunt Chana perches on Raizy’s bed, tucking her arm around Raizy like they’re
Quick Q
What happened to a trusted sibling or friend?
If Only You Knew
"There’s a conception out there that policemen walk around shooting wantonly. In my experience and training, that’s hardly the truth"
Chaya Inselburg
On the House
“I... how often are you thinking of hosting events like these? I mean, they’re wonderful, and they do bring in business, it’s just... whatever”
Faigy Schonfeld
On the House
She had so many ideas, so much passion — and she was going to funnel it all into a random project that meant nothing to anybody
Faigy Schonfeld
Naming Myself
Most of us are given our Jewish names at birth. But sometimes, we gain our name later in life. 3 accounts
Rikki Silver
Naming Myself
Most of us are given our Jewish names at birth. But sometimes, we gain our name later in life. 3 accounts
Rochel Samet
Dreamscapes
Could I create a library to serve as my son’s living legacy?
Elisheva Appel
Dreamscapes
Although the world of psychology has made huge strides, I was concerned that we, as kallah teachers, hadn’t yet caught up
Elisheva Appel
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