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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
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. 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