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Foul Line

Izzy Gold

Pinchas sat listening as the players for the baseball teams were read out. Please, let me not be on Yossi’s team, he silently wished. He always bullies me! “… and the Purple Pirates get Pinchas Klein,” announced Rabbi Weiss, the camp director. Pinchas looked over at Mendy Gross, his new team captain. He cringed as he heard Mendy speaking with Rabbi Weiss. “Rabbi Weiss, Pinchas usually prefers to sit out sports. Couldn’t he sit this out, too? I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.” “Mr. Gross, in Color W

 

Welcome to the House of Hashem

Rabbi Nachman Zakon

Did you ever wonder what the Beis HaMikdash looked like? We actually know quite a lot about it because Chazal have given us a detailed description of the most awesome place on this earth.

 

Fire

Tali Gross

Fire. Around me, all I see is fire. It licks the ground, the trees, the sky, a cascade of colors. It would almost be beautiful if — if it was like the fire that is — was — lit once a month atop a high mountain near my house. It would be beautiful if it was like the fire that my mother lights every Friday night, as our sages have taught, to bring light into our simple home as Shabbos dawns and the sun fades away from the sky. Those fires are beautiful. This fire, this fire is dark. This fire is destruction



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We Want to Stay Jews
Rabbi Moshe Grylak “It’s your fault my son is marrying a goyah!”
Scandal on Z Street
Yonoson Rosenblum Is the IRS becoming an instrument of partisan warfare?
Saved by the Buzzer
Eytan Kobre It wasn’t adopted frumkeit, it was actualized truth
The Switchblade and the Chazon Ish
Rabbi Meir Wikler The long-term effectiveness of our current actions
Financial Austerity
Rabbi Emanuel Feldman The temptations of bribery are overwhelming
The Best Policy
Jacob L. Freedman “Start by being honest and asking for help”
Cause Then Effect
Faigy Peritzman Not what we say, but why we say it
Parental Burnout
Sarah Chana Radcliffe A burned-out parent can’t take care of anyone
On the Derech
Mrs. Shani Mendlowitz Our own wavering in emunah opens the door to Amalek