This summer, while many children may be running away from school and books, I hope to make reading fun. I will be busy learning and preparing for my bat mitzvah, and I have also chosen to do a chesed project helping children appreciate reading.
The name of my chesed project is “Amalya’s
They say that if you watch how sausages are made you will never eat one. What this really means is that consumers want an end product but don’t want to know how it gets produced. Schools are a lot like that. Parents and the community want the best for their children. They advocate, express their opinions and sometimes demand
As wise King Solomon teaches us in Megilat Koheles, there are times when it’s preferable to separate and times when it behooves us to come together. In each of our lives as well as in the lives of our Jewish communities, there are those events that unite us and those that seem to pull us apart. We all are familiar with the often
I, Eileen, take you Donald, to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part.
I spoke these vows to Donald 40 years ago this month. Forty years! I
Torah World Celebrates Release of New Dirshu Sefer Chofetz Chaim
“Es shmekt der Geulah—It has the aroma of the geulah!” exclaimed the venerated senior Rosh Yeshiva, HaGaon HaRav Aharon Leib Shteinman, shlita, upon seeing and perusing Dirshu’s new edition of the
Impressive. That is the best way to describe my first NORPAC mission to Washington last week.
Like many of my fellow Teaneck/Bergenfield/New Milford coreligionists, my thoughts about NORPAC were “great to have it, but I am not taking off a day from work to go advocate in Washington” or “I
Once in the town of Spring Lake there lived a girl named Sari who loved Coca Cola. Now, I know what you’re thinking: who doesn’t love a nice glass of Coke every once in a while? It’s “the pause that refreshes,” after all. But I mean Sari really loved Coca Cola. She drank it morning, noon, and night (And I can only speak for
Some columns have the ability to write themselves. I have recently found myself in several situations where the people speaking to me start with “please don’t write about this.” I never know if I should be flattered or insulted. Sometimes things happen that go into the memory banks and one day, if I can still remember them, I will
I’m pleased to say that I have some information that will take a lot of the stress off going to your optometrist for an eye exam. I’m not talking about all the stress. He’s still going to try to touch your eyeball when you’re looking away.
He does this so he can gauge the
Spoiler alert: This column installment talks about finding a balance. It’s a cliche theme that I’ve used before, and I apologize for bringing it up once again, but to me it’s a very important thing to remember when I encounter different issues both in my own life and in the society we live in. In fact, what I’m about to discuss
By now, everyone in the Jewish community is well aware of the recently concluded trial of the rabbis accused of using illegal pressure tactics to force Jewish men into giving their wives a Get (religious divorce) to permit the wife a religious remarriage. The anguish of the agunah, or chained woman, who would forever be bound to a