As a public school child in the 70’s, my Valentine’s Day often ended in tears. I remember digging into my optimistically large brown paper bag in first grade to find only three envelopes, even though my mother had insisted I fill out mass-produced cards for every child in my class. “No one likes me!” I […]
My daughter, Zoe, and her fifth-grade buddy beating willow branches on the ground at their day school’s Hoshanah Rabbah assembly:
Here’s part #1, part #2 , part #3, and part-i’ve-lost-count, not necessarily in that order.
Chag Sameach!