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Magazine Feature
Those “trees” are actually cell phone towers masquerading as pines, firs, elms, cypresses, and even palms and cacti. They’re found all over the world

By Malka Winner

Madame Chamberlaine
Benny would hold the end of the pacifier clip and whirl the pacifier quickly around a few times and then let go. Pow!

By Tzipie Wolner

Story Time
“Why do you all hurry by me?” Martin called with derision, pointing at the nervous Jews who ran past him. “Are you too afraid to defend your own Torah?

By Yehuda Bromberg

Win or Lose
"I have called you here today to read to you a letter written by the owner of this company, a man by the name of Mr. Irving Greenbaum”

By Chaim Finkelstein

Bentzi and the Mystery in the Museum
So, can it really be…? No! It seems I was wrong to suspect Shuki. I don’t want to risk suspecting Asher wrongly too

By Shifra Glick

Teen Fiction
For over an hour we sit and package hamantashen. Slip, fold, fold, apply sticker. Repeat. Slip, fold, fold, apply sticker. Repeat. It’s monotonous work, but so fulfilling

By Leah Berger

Bricks and Ladders
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

By Ariella Schiller

Shared Space
Now, with a glance around her, Malky lowered her voice and continued. “I get the mashal, Kivi, but I have no idea what you’re trying to say”

By Dov Haller

Text Messages
Jewish joy is the triumph of our way of seeing the world over theirs

By Eytan Kobre

Shul of My Youth
The Holocaust survivors struggling to scratch out a living during the week, became kings in shul on Shabbos

By Rabbi Mordechai Besser

On Topic
Help your child break free of his phobia

By Riki Goldstein

Center Stage
“It was a crazy idea. I’d decided I’d prove that I’m an actress. But I’m not. I’ve never been one, and, what’s more, I never had any desire to be one. So what, exactly, did I thin ...

By Gila Arnold

LifeTakes
When I was in eighth grade, a teacher asked us to write an essay about what we feared most. I wrote that I feared being told in the middle of class that I had a phone call

By Chana Berkovits