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These are the survivors, the last 20 living hostages who spent 738 days in the unimaginable conditions of Hamas captivity yet never stopped hoping, yearning, and believing
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Home at Last
In war, impatience is not a virtue
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Yonah’s back was to her. What was he reading? She peered over his shoulder. Oh… boy   “IF your life were a color right now, what would it be? And after you’ve written about that, describe the color you wish it could be.” Golda looked around surreptitiously. No one was really going to write about
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“Adopting a victim mentality is ultimately harmful to us — spiritually, emotionally, and communally”
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“If I pursue fleeting pleasures and passing thrills, I miss discovering the source of continuous joy: my own soul” — Hadar Goldin Hy"d
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Inside Israel
After gunfire blasted through a crowded intersection, a nation mourns and prays
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Inside Israel
As Israel readies Gaza conquest, there is no quiet on other fronts
Kobi Borenstein
By the Numbers
Parental support: readers share their takes
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By the Numbers
As children become adults, how much do they — and should they — rely on their parents for support? Over 800 parents and children weigh in
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