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Jr. Tales: Money Talks
C. Rosen
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Jr. Tales: Cooking It Right
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Cold Feet for Friendship
Chani Muller
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Hard Work
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By the Numbers
All Accounted for: The Conversation Continues
Parental support: readers share their takes
Family First Readers
By the Numbers
All Accounted For
As children become adults, how much do they — and should they — rely on their parents for support? Over 800 parents and children weigh in
Mishpacha Readers
Corona Crisis
Coronavirus vs. United States
Coronavirus is worldwide — why is the US so badly hit? 
Omri Nahmias
Corona Crisis
Just the Facts
A COVID-19 Primer: Your guide to life in a socially distanced reality
Aliza Rubenstein and Chava Ruderman
Power Plays
Power Plays
The human drama fueling Israel’s election story
Mishpacha Staff
Power Plays
The Lion Roars Back
Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, Shas has stormed back, jumping from nine to 11 seats in the elections 
Gedalia Guttentag
Jr. Serial
Remember Me: Chapter 9
How long will we be trapped here, anyway? What if the men don’t come back for days? Will we starve?
Rochel Samet
Jr. Serial
Remember Me: Chapter 8
Except that… it doesn’t look like the Abba I know. It’s him, but without a beard. And without a yarmulke
Rochel Samet
In the Nick of Time: Jr. Pesach Supplement 5782
Midnight Party
Without my friends to distract me, I realized the pit in my stomach wasn’t only from overeating, it was also from unease
Chani Muller
In the Nick of Time: Jr. Pesach Supplement 5782
Crumbless Crust Creation
Dovid shook his head. “It’s not ready. We have to perfect the hermetic seal that attaches the bag to the mouth of the bread eater”
Penina Steinbruch
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