Do you have moments when you just want to bury your face in your hands and shout, "Those @#$%*@# bullies!" Know what I mean? A few days ago I was babysitting an adorable two-year-old. We were at the playground, and I was waiting for him at the bottom of the hill while he skated down on… Continue reading Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones, but Words Will Scar Me Forever
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Where I Was On 9/11
On September 11th, 2001, I got up and went to school, said "Good morning!" to a friend, and she snapped, "No. Bad morning." I was ten years old and had just started fifth grade at Orot Etzion in Efrat. I loathed my new homeroom teacher. We didn't have a TV. If my parents had heard… Continue reading Where I Was On 9/11
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