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When I try to think which game I like the most, I usually think of make-believe acting games. Even if they’re without masks, funny clothes, or old shoes with wrinkled tongues. Even if there’s no…
“At night the wolves were roaming the forest. By day the Germans were roaming the countryside. And I was in the middle, afraid to move. One day that Good Angel, the peasant, came to warn me that I was…
Sally and her friends were in the playhouse in Sally’s backyard. It wasn’t a baby kind of playhouse for dolls. It was a big sturdy house that her father and Douglas had built. It was painted white…
Freddy laid the soldier on the floor and said, “Now that I have a rifle and bullets, I’ll join the uprising tonight. But Henryk will stay with you. His wound isn’t serious. The bullet can be gotten…
I thought of the beautiful angel in the picture that had hung over our bed before the war. Her giant wings hovering over, almost enveloping two children crossing a bridge over a ravine. Please make my…
Grininke beymelekh (Little Green Trees), no. 1 (Vilna: B. A. Kletzkin, 1914.) The title of this Yiddish children’s journal, the first of the genre to appear regularly, was drawn from the Yiddish poem…
I have a story here to tell
To all my children—you as well.
Hush, dear friends, be very still—
Hear my story, if you will.
There’s a land that’s quite remote,
Beyond the reach of train or boat;
Even…
In the meantime, they reached HaYarkon Street. The three couples climbed on their bicycles again and said goodbye. From afar, a fire siren was heard, the usual background music of Lag BaOmer. Merav’s…
A choked wail . . . Mama paces around the narrow room as though asking for something, her hands grasping her head and striking her heart, and with sobs caught in her throat, she calls out:“Woe unto me…