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Wednesday, June 05, 2019
I thought about Shlomo and this story often as my life turned over, as my world ended
Ariella Schiller
Ariella Schiller lives with her family in Jerusalem, where she’ll dabble in almost anything involving words.
She works as a proofreader by day, novelist by night, and occasionally sleeps.
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Bricks and Ladders
Wednesday, June 05, 2019
"We decided that if any of you aren’t happy in Stonesworth, we’ll try to make it work so that you can go to school in Brownsfeld"
Bricks and Ladders
Wednesday, May 08, 2019
Back to school tomorrow. When I left I’d been part of the most popular clique in school and now I’m returning alone, a nobody, ashamed and mortified
Bricks and Ladders
Wednesday, May 01, 2019
"If you think I’m going to stand by and watch you renege on your obligation, allow you to leave Hadas in the lurch like that, you are very, very mistaken”
Bricks and Ladders
Tuesday, April 16, 2019
"Wow. Well, you’re very astute, Rachel Ahuva. I’m impressed. But that was a long time ago. I’d prefer not to dredge up old hurts”
On Topic
Tuesday, April 16, 2019
Rebbetzins, educators, and therapists share 21 pieces of hard-earned wisdom they want to share with their daughters — and all of us
On Site
Wednesday, April 10, 2019
Yaakov Merdinger transforms lumps of metal into cups of blessing
Bricks and Ladders
Wednesday, April 10, 2019
I’m laughing out loud, but then I begin to notice other things. Things like how the older Lani gets, the less Mommy appears next to her in pictures
Bricks and Ladders
Wednesday, March 27, 2019
I am so tempted to ignore Tamara, especially after that radiator incident, but my sense of self-preservation is too strong
Bricks and Ladders
Wednesday, March 20, 2019
I had waltzed into Stonesworth, ignored every other girl in the grade, stabbed Hadas in the back, and immediately rose through the ranks of popularity
Bricks and Ladders
Wednesday, March 06, 2019
I think of the thousands of families in Stonesworth that make up Tamara’s world, and it is heartbreaking that she doesn’t know another family like ours
