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On Site
Hundreds of fragments of sifrei Torah from different lands and many eras — all waiting to be studied and analyzed
Rachel Ginsberg
On Site
Finding the essence of prayer in a Jerusalem wadi
Shoshana Friedman
Parshah
On Succos we have two mitzvos, which represent the two sides of man
Faigy Peritzman
Parshah
Torah encapsulates this concept of yashar, requiring us to be trustworthy and honest
Faigy Peritzman
Two Cents
"Would it kill them to send a note, preferably not written on a scrap of neon paper that’s buried under —and bleeding into —a heap of wet laundry?"
Chana Fishman and Michali Naiman
Two Cents
Eleventh hour mishloach manos makers submitted their questions
Chana Fishman and Michali Naiman
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
At the Core
Our faith may be dimmed but it can always reignite
Baila Vorhand
At the Core
What distinguishes our chochmah from the wisdom of the Greeks?
Baila Vorhand
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L iving in Eretz Yisrael means not just living in a land filled with kedushah, but in a land saturated with our people’s past. Here in Ramat Beit Shemesh, we Anglo olim are just the newest population strata in an area known for its incredibly rich history, going back to the times of the Tanach —

By Gila Arnold

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  G rowing up in Baltimore, we had Washington, D.C., in our backyard. We spent Chol Hamoed trips there, school trips there, and any-other-opportunity trips there. The result was that, despite its glamorous status as the nation’s capital, Washington became a big bore. Been there, done that. But my attitude changed when I entered the

By Faigy Peritzman

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O ld meets new in York, perhaps more than in any other city in England. Bus routes weave around ancient city walls, the quaint marketplace thrives just a short distance from a designer outlet mall, and supermarkets jostle for space along a riverbank marked with bridges, stone buildings, signposts to history. In the middle of

By Rochel Samet

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A msterdam — city of old, of stone, art, passion. Light from old-fashioned streetlamps spilled into dark, rain-swept corners. People huddled in the narrow roadsides. Everywhere the quiet lap of the canal. I was drinking it in, a city I’d never been to before. Here for the day as a tourist, hungry-eyed. We saw the canals,

By Rivka Streicher

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  “Y our son is wonderful and we want him here.” The principal tapped his pencil on the table while my husband and I waited for the inevitable caveat. “We’re just worried that he’s not reaching his potential. We’ve decided that Tuli can come back next year as long as he’s working with a therapist.”

By Ayala Brown

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  T he November sun is strong, but there’s a chill in the air I hadn’t expected. Autumn has crept up from behind in its mixed-up glory, blustery clawing tendrils and floaty leaves sashaying down to earth. I berate myself for not bringing sweaters as I lock the car, strap the baby in the stroller,

By Rachael Lavon