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I observe Shabbat every Friday night. Well, kind of. I mean, I try to. I’d like to. But with four kids and all the summery stuff we try to pack into three short months, it can get pretty tricky for…a busy, modestly observant family like mine. I do a much better job in the winter, when the sky darkens before I can even get in my afternoon coffee fix. Sundown just seems more prominent in the daily schedule in those dark months. During the school year, when it’s Friday evening, out comes the challah,… >> Read More
I love Judy Blume. Like, LOVE. Like many of you, I read every one of her books. I credit her with being one of the first writers to paint a true and funny picture of life, love, and the dark, twisted…machinations of adolescence — and she did so Jewishly. In addition to telling it like it is, Blume did something else for me, personally: She ignited my dream of writing books — specifically, books with Jewish girls as main characters. Or, she made it so that it never occurred to me not to write about… >> Read More
The Chosen, the novel by Chaim Potok, was first published in 1967, and has been a staple of middle-school reading lists ever since.
It tells the story of two unlikely friends, Reuven and Danny,…who are growing up in Brooklyn during World War II and through the creation of the state of Israel. Reuven is the son of a Modern Orthodox academic; Danny is the son of a Hasidic rabbi. Reuven's father expects Reuven to be a professor but Reuven really wants to be a rabbi. Danny’s father expects… >> Read More
Summer is known for being a lazy, carefree time — but for anxious moms like me, summer can be seriously scary. There’s a host of hidden dangers to worry about, from sunburn to tick bites to…water accidents. During the school year, I'm a pretty laid-back mom — I figure not much can go wrong when my kids spend most of their time in a single building surrounded by kind adults whose jobs are to see to their well-being. But my overprotective instincts come out in full force over the summer.… >> Read More
My 12-year-old son plays baseball for four — yes, four — different teams. Since he took up the game at age 6, he has worn jerseys emblazoned with the names of any number of red and blue…feathered friends, as well as one breed of dog famous for its pronounced underbite. When his travel team recently advanced to the finals of a tournament, my normally less-than-stoic child did not complain once about playing three games in the course of one day. All of this seriousness of purpose regarding a youth sport surprises… >> Read More