Teen Feature
Four teens share their experiences of how they escaped from their personal prisons… to freedom
Teen Fiction
I knew exactly what my mother meant by “organizing and cleaning” my closet for Pesach. I would need a miracle to please her
Out of Step
Ma makes sense, she really does, but I just feel so heavy and gross, and I miss ballet so much, I completely lose myself
DMCs
I knew that one day I would just have to explode. Which I did, on the shabbaton
Why I Do What I Do
“Come and join us!” he shouted. “We need you. Help us bring these remains to a Jewish burial!”
A Promise Kept
Sometime during that awful era, I began fiddling around on the piano
A Gift Passed Along
He was my principal; he was also my ally and my cheerleader and one of the only people who took an odd little girl, dreamy but fierce, and tended to her
Why I Do What I Do
“Reb Avraham, the zechus of supporting bereaved parents was promised to your Srulik’s neshamah. From the Six Days of Creation, this mitzvah has been waiting for you”
A Promise Kept
Baba’s loving sentiments that the all-but-forgotten promise conveyed were dear to my heart
A Gift Passed Along
I found out that fiction can transport, uplift, and connect you to something bigger then yourself
