Jr. Serial
But then I realize, Ima wants me, she wants to know what’s really going on. Just like I wanted to know her story, the good, the bad, the ugly, the glorious.
Story Time
“I can’t believe you’re really sticking to your ideals. Aren’t you starving?"
Teen Fiction
That day she drew a pigeon in a cage. The bars were thick and wide. And the pigeon’s feathers beautiful. Stifled potential. Sounded familiar.
The Moment
“Trash?! You call this trash?! Do you know how much chesed was performed through this door?”
For the Record
“...The Jewish mind does not recognize anything praiseworthy in the erection of not useful and salutary, although magnificent structures”
EndNote
He’s the menahel of Bais Yaakov Ateres Miriam in Far Rockaway, New York, but come summer, and it’s camp for RABBI NOSSON NEUMAN
Guestlines
The seeming dichotomy of the day is not really a duality at all; the two aspects represent flip sides of the same coin
