11 Jewish congregants were slaughtered by an anti-Semite with an assault rifle. It's a timeless tale. A baby was being accepted into the covenant. A timeless tale. The blood of the akaida, delivered by an enemy, the Angel of Hatred, of Spite, of Terror, of Death. And yet... "They should have been armed." "Around the... Continue Reading →
When people ask me why I came here, my answer is that no matter what I believe religiously I'll always accept the fact that by being born into what I was born I have no choice but to cast my lot with the rest of my people. So even now, as there is this man... Continue Reading →
It's night three of my daughter's cough and it's gotten much better. I'm sitting uncomfortably on the Hello Kitty stool next to the crib, with my forefinger making lines in her palm, my phone on 'play' in the other hand, and in my left ear, an earbud is loosely holding on. The prime minister is... Continue Reading →
Aftermath video of today's strikes on Hass: 'I want to go to my mother. The warplane has attacked us. I don't want to go to school anymore.' pic.twitter.com/WDKT8sUkIv — Sakir Khader (@sakirkhader) October 26, 2016 So there's feature on twitter where it autoplays videos in your feed on mute. I was scrolling through to pass... Continue Reading →
7:50 Find out about the breaking news from a friend on Whatsapp 8:05 Make sure to give huz and kid #3 a solid goodbye 8:10 Have sinking feeling about letting your kids go for the day 9:45 Pick up kid #2 for speech therapy, feel excited because it's bonus kid time 10:45 Drop kid #2 off at gan... Continue Reading →
A friend of mine at Konrad Adenauer Stiftung in Jerusalem sent me these findings of a new Palestinian public opinion poll (conducted by the Palestinian Center for Policy and Survey Research in the West Bank and the Gaza Strip, September 25-27, 2014). Coming a month after the end of the latest Gaza war, and a couple... Continue Reading →
Note: We did not ask our five-year-old to draw anything. We didn't know what he had been up to when at around 7 this morning he came up to us holding a picture he drew. Turns out, it's not a story about a disabled boy who has divorced parents. "Why are there two houses?" "One... Continue Reading →
For the last few days I've had this lump in my throat, blocking me from saying something I feel but haven't been able to articulate. Do you know what I feel when the window's been shut, the door is locked, and I've sat down on the floor of our safe room? I feel incredibly lucky.... Continue Reading →
While driving back from Beit Shemesh, where I dropped off Tzur Hadassah's contribution to the collection of toys and food for kids and soldiers stuck in shelters and bases in the south... I saw this scene and it took my breath away. The sound of hundreds of hooves crunching against the grass; watching hundreds of sheep... Continue Reading →
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