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I stood at the open window like I do every day, my eyes seeking hesitantly, wishing to capture the image of Meir Amschel Rothschild...
23m read Translated from Hebrew by Yardenne Greenspan
So I’m just coming out of Shoshanna’s kitchen with a platter of roasted chicken, when all of a sudden—like out of nowhere—Yitzhak appears...
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"Rain!" Beni''s shout roused the children like a siren. Within seconds, as if they had practiced this scenario daily, the children abandoned whatever they were doing...
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We didn't light Shabbat candles on Friday nights or go to synagogue on Saturday mornings, but, with religious procession, we assembled in front of the TV...
28m read
I don't remember the first time I asked where my grandparents were. I was aware that all my neighbourhood friends had grandparents. They came to visit
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"May onions grow from his belly button!" Fania stood in the doorway. Her hat was wilted, her eyes were wild, her skirts spattered with mud.
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She was an unclean force. That was the way we thought of her. There did not seem to be any other words to make her known...
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The worst part of dying, Hanna thought as she settled into the theater's cool darkness, was never again being able to watch a movie...
What can lead to a divorce? I don’t know about other countries, but in Israel – a bus ride. At least in the case of Gimel...
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