Or perhaps breakfast, local standard time. After two excruciating years, almost to the day, the 48 remaining hostages are set to be coming home. We are waiting, and praying, with … Continue reading Hope: it’s what’s for dinner?
Or perhaps breakfast, local standard time. After two excruciating years, almost to the day, the 48 remaining hostages are set to be coming home. We are waiting, and praying, with … Continue reading Hope: it’s what’s for dinner?
Antisemitism is at an all-time high, and social and news media outlets have done an excellent job of perpetuating the idea that the war in Gaza is everyone’s problem. In … Continue reading Zionism is not a dirty word.
A terrible thing to consider when you’re a writer. But there it is. For years now, I’ve taught Jewish teenagers about the history and hallmarks of Antisemitism, and what to … Continue reading I may be out of words for the world.
How do I teach? How do I teach my third graders that they’ll change the world, they’ll make it a better place, when inside I wonder if all that will … Continue reading How do I teach?
Okay, some of the items on the above list might seem a bit silly, and it’s okay to chuckle at them. Here’s the point, though. Yom Kippur is a time … Continue reading Things I won’t apologize for on Yom Kippur.
Have you ever wondered what it’s like to live in a world where great huge swaths of people hate you just on principle? Ask a Jew. Have you ever wondered … Continue reading Ask a Jew.
On Tuesday, 11/14/2023, there is to be a great pro-Israel rally in Washington, D.C., the largest one in U.S. history. My local community (one of many communities nationally) chartered a … Continue reading Front lines.
Tomorrow is Halloween. My kid is very excited, of course. Tonight we put together her homemade ghost costume, and talked about how she’ll put it on tomorrow evening after dinner … Continue reading The day after.
It feels like up until three weeks ago, there was this illusion that while we knew Antisemitism was a thing, of course, it was the exception rather than the rule. … Continue reading The cheese stands alone.
I was named in Israel Atop Masada, at sunrise. I took the name Shaina Miriam And embraced the legacy of My birthright, Which goes back millennia. I have sung in … Continue reading I was named in Israel.