Yitzy’s eyes popped wide open. Now he was worried. This question did not have an easy yes-or-no answer

Yitzy jumped up out of his chair. He couldn’t believe the chutzpah of that wicked man

Yitzy tried to remain calm. “Yossi,” he said in a louder voice than usual. “I asked you to repeat what you just said”

“Look at you, Yitzy,” said Rabbi Levinson, “your skin is pale, you’re staring down at the table, you didn’t even taste the chocolate fudge ice cream. Obviously, something is bothe ...

“You know, Yitzy,” Yossi began, “if the math test really bothers you, why don’t you just go over to Mr. Goldfarb and ask him to move it to a different day?”

“This is hard,” Yitzy muttered. “Way too hard. I’m just a kid. Kids don’t give up Ball-Bloops to learn Mishnayos. It’s impossible”

Before anyone had a chance to react, Yossi grabbed Yitzy by the hand and pulled him out of the classroom. They raced down the stairs together and began walking very quickly away f ...

Then he thought of his parents. They had been so nervous about the rent. If he won the building, they would never have to pay rent again. He had to win the building. He must get a ...

Oh no, he groaned to himself. The last thing I need is for everyone in school to ask me about the game Mr. Burtman gave me