Month: April 2013
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Fifty-Two Frames: Trees
Week 17: Trees “So come with me, where dreams are born, and time is never planned. Just think of happy things, and your heart will fly on wings, forever, in Never Never Land!”
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Koala update: Four years
Koala, I love you so freaking much. Sometimes I look at your face while you’re babbling about throwing lions at people or how all your friends’ dads are policemen (somehow?). I look at your face, the same exact face I watched when you were laying on me, four years ago, staring off into space, with your…
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Is this Lag-pocalypse? Fire safety events in Israel for Lag Ba’Omer
Are you an Anglo immigrant? Is it sometime around April/May? Have all the branches/wooden planks/crates been mysteriously removed from your neighborhood? It’s time for the Lag Ba’Omer nag! Nah. This year I have some praise. Turns out fire departments across the country (or maybe just one in Bet Shemesh) have taken on performing a fire…
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To the immigrant parents I grew up with:
Dear immigrant parents of childhood friends, Hi. How are you? Have I told you lately your English is incredible? It was really fun growing up with your kid. Maybe I’m still even friends with your kid. Most of my friends from childhood had immigrant parents it seems. It really felt that way, at least. To…
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Fifty-Two Paragraphs
Sometimes, pretending to be an amateur photographer helps me be creative. In choosing a photo to submit for this week’s Fifty-Two Frames, I asked my husband about a cheeky idea I had. “I think you’re a writer, not a photographer.” In other words, I seem to enjoy playing with the captions more than handling the…
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Fifty-Two Frames: SOOC
Should have been more excited/challenged by this week’s theme but I just wasn’t feeling it this week. Some great shots in the album though, so give a click and check them out: Week 16: Straight out of Camera This one’s bugged.
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Move over Tel Aviv; Yafo is a great day
A few weeks ago we trekked down to Yafo to give the city a little spin. I’ve never actually spent much time there aside from venturing in-and-out for conferences (and apparently writing about it very briefly). We basically parked at the beach and walked up through the port and then towards the center, through the…
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Religion and kids and Israel and me.
I can’t really blame the ganenot (my kids’ teachers). It’s not their fault it all looks so terribly confusing.
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Fifty-Two Frames: Breakfast
Breakfast is relative.
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The innocent on Memorial Day.
I told Koala he could come with me to the Yom HaZicaron ceremony if he likes. I told him it’s a time where we remember all the soldiers and all the good things they do for us. “And if you want, during the siren, you can think about your uncle who is a chayal, or…