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I wipe the dust off my books
with a small t-shirt, an old t-shirt
which was once my son’s. We have
more dust this summer than last,
and its composition is different…
Contributor:
Aryeh Sivan
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1989
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Stealing the TigerThe moment she entered the room, she noticed something suspicious out of the corner of her eye. Dror and Koby stood next to her bed and pretended to tie their shoelaces. She knew…
Contributor:
Nurit Zarchi, Ora Eitan
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1978
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Chapter 1The explosion was on the first day of the Passover vacation.The minimarket across from our house was already closed when suddenly a deafening bolt of thunder could be heard, rolling down the…
Contributor:
Daniella Carmi, Albert Hanan Kaminski
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1985
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Dad and Nimrod had an agreed-upon whistle. When dad whistled that whistle, even from a distance, Nimrod would immediately leap up from his place and race toward him. Dad said that this was the whistle…
Contributor:
Yaacov Shavit
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1987
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Nira Harel, Elisheva Ga'ash
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1979
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Ruthy’s mommy brought a giftWhat fun!A balloon for everyone.For Ruthy—a blue balloon.For Ron—a yellow balloon.For Sigalit—a purple balloon.For Uri—a green balloon.And for Alon—a red balloon.
Contributor:
Miryam Rot, Ora Ayal
Places:
Shaʽar HaGolan, Israel
Date:
1974
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FriendshipIt isn’t as easy as they sayMaking friends right away,I went down to the playground today,To sit alone while others play.The girls were having lots of fun,Playing hopscotch and jumping rope…
Contributor:
Tirtsa Atar, Michal Effrat
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1976
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Most important is to listen to the soul bird, because sometimes it calls us and we don’t hear it.
This is a shame – it wants to tell us about ourselves.
It wants to tell us about the feelings that…
Contributor:
Michal Snunit
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1984