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We were freed from Mitzrayim over 3,000 years ago. Do we enjoy that freedom? Or enslave ourselves to other forms of slavery? 7 Stories of Freedo

Monday, April 09, 2018

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Chaviva Herman

I was sorting through my memory box when I came across the yellow papers. My breath caught in my throat as I read them. Instantly, I was back in seventh grade, giggling with Dina in the back of the bus, sharing crazy made-up stories. We were best friends, until one day, we weren’t on speaking terms anymore. I don’t think either of us remembers how it started. We ignored each other in the hallway and sat at opposite ends of the bus. Dina had been a great friend and I missed her terribly. I was afraid to reach out to her and was confused about how to act toward her. We still exchanged a few awkward sentences here and there. Sometimes Dina spoke to me as if nothing had ever happened, but the next day we wouldn’t be on speaking terms. I suffered a lot, never knowing where I stood with her.

My Smartphone Experience

By Hadas Bat-el

In my senior year of high school, I decided I was going to get a smartphone. My teachers talked about the evils of smartphones, but I just didn’t get it. I mean, I owned a laptop, why was a smartphone any different? Everything was filtered, and a smartphone is so useful, and everyone else around me had one. Most of my grade had one, even though we weren’t supposed to.

That Pesach I bought my first smartphone. As time passed, I realized how easy it was to break through the filters and locks. I also hated how I went running every time it buzzed. I read studies and articles about the damaging effects of smartphones, and how some app designers don’t even own smartphones themselves. I kept hearing more information that began to turn me against my phone. But I couldn’t give it up.

(Excerpted from Teen Pages, Issue 704)

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