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Calligraphy
“If we were at a restaurant, another dessert would be an additional ten dollars. But at home it’s still from the same $4.99 pint”

By Esther Kurtz

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Yerachmiel’s forehead creases as he thinks. “Is there a mitzvah in the Torah to be a baal korei? To write a sefer Torah, yes. But to learn how to lein? I don’t recall”

By Leah Gebber

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These women don’t even know her, but they want to know about her deepest struggles

By Rivka Streicher

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“The mommy you want to take you doesn’t exist,” Leah hissed, suddenly brutal. “Mommy will not dress you fit to be seen, baby. Her taste is gone”

By Riki Goldstein

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Uncle Yidel was dancing in the middle with two rabbanim, but he lit up when he saw Shmuly. Of course he did — the orphaned nephew, the perfect prop for his simchah, along with the ...

By Dov Haller

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Ugh, that was not a nice thing to think about a person who gave you a generous gift. What was wrong with me?

By Esty Heller

Calligraphy
I hope they won’t ask, How old are you now? Because I’m not planning to say that I’m twenty-nine

By Chanie Spira

Calligraphy
I press the pen hard between my fingers as I note this next to Rivky’s name. How do they all know everything about everyone?

By Gila Arnold

Movin on Up
My mother’s main concern is shidduchim. She is way more typical than I am, always doing what she’s supposed to be doing, and would never think of opening her own business

By Shaina Keren

Magazine Feature
Revisiting the battlegrounds of the Yom Kippur War

By Gedalia Guttentag

Teen Fiction
It’s hard to believe that I’m actually part of the inner circle, an active part of the discussions, a dynamic contributor, if I may say so myself

By Roizy Baum

Point of View
The only way to explain the joy of Simchas Torah is in the language of love

By Rabbi Moshe Grylak zt"l

Jr. Feature
In 1939, when Forrest Fenn was nine years old, he found his first treasure. It was a small arrowhead

By Sivi Sekula

Guestlines
A new standard with which to measure our deeds: the standard of eternity

By Rabbi Ahron Lopiansky