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At the end of 2012, I was in Israel and looking out at the Jerusalem night sky. I was filled to the brim with inspiration and decided to challenge myself to become a more educated young woman. Simply put, I was going to read as many books in a year as possible. I’m not sure if that would actually have made a difference in my level of education but it seemed like a fun goal at the time.
Through finals, friends and Hurricane Sandy, I kept reading. My social life went to the wayside and on New Years day of 2013, I found myself 352 books more read. Had I not been displaced by the hurricane, I am pretty sure I could have done 365 but there is no point in crying over lost pages.
But what’s the point of acquiring knowledge if I don’t share it with others? I read incredible books, and although there was zero Jewish content at Book Expo 2012 (this year already proves to be different with some promising new authors), I did find some incredible gems among the booths. Hopefully, this year will be better.
The Fifth Servant by Ken Wishnia (review copy generously obtained at Book Expo 2012) is the best mystery of the year. The fact that is an authentically Jewish mystery only sweetens the deal. Wishnia paints the precarious horror of Jews in the Middle Ages facing a terrible blood libel. Told by a cynical and learned narrator, a pupil of the famed Rabbi Yehuda Lowe (the Maharal of Prague), Wishnia presents the world of Ashkenazi Jewry with a keen eye for detail. A body has been found and the Jewish people will suffer unspeakable torture unless the real culprit is found.
The reader will literally smell the grime and misery of the ghetto, the sickening corruption in the government and the stench of blood and tears in the torture chambers. The book is fairly graphic in violence and not meant for those below eighteen, but is well worth pursuing.
One thing I especially liked about the book is that Jewish history and culture is shown respectfully, but there is no false picture of humanity. There are good Jewish people and bad, just as there are good Christians and bad. Wishnia never judges his characters, but creates three-dimensional people who live in a very dangerous world. I left the book grateful to live today and with a new respect for my ancestors for holding on to Judaism.
My Race: A Jewish Girl Growing Up Under Apartheid in South Africa by Lorraine Lotzof Abramson (review copy generously obtained at Book Expo 2012) is the most interesting autobiography I have read in years, shedding light on a fascinating picture of South African apartheid and the unique position of Jews in such a stratified system.
Abramson is a young Jew gift with incredible running abilities. She nearly goes to the Olympics, but loses her chance because South Africa is not able to participate. Surprisingly, she is not angry, but writes about how wonderful life can be when people work to build a better society. It’s a charming historical lesson from one of the darkest periods in human history. Anyone who reads it will instantly realize labeling Israel as an Apartheid country is appropriating the terrible suffering of another people.
Best of all, it’s a clean and easy to read book that a younger child can use for a history report.
Puppy Chow is Cheaper than Prozac by Bruce Goldstein (my copy was given to me as a Hanukah gift from a friend) was the happy surprise of the season. Goldstein, a successful advertising writer deals with mental illness and the joy of unconditional love with a keen wit. Many times, we are told to keep our skeletons buried deep, because what will people think? Mental illness is an enormous stigma and that keeps many people from getting the help they need. Goldstein is shockingly brave to talk about his problems candidly and in a way that uplifts and inspires. In fact, given the very happy ending (sorry for the spoiler), this is a strange but beautiful urban fairy tale, where a man and a dog unite against a very cruel world, heal their wounds and find the joy in life.
Best of all, Goldstein is a gifted comedy writer that will leave you in laughing. Although I never met Ozzie the dog, I feel like I know him very well now. I can safely say that this wonderful hound has enriched my life.
This book couldn’t have come at a better time, I was deeply traumatized by the hurricane and picking up this book was cheaper and far healthier than any other coping mechanism.
Buy three copies of this book, one to keep, one to give away and one because people who pick it up will beg to borrow it.
So there you are. Feel free to contact me through The Jewish Press if you want more recommendations for great books, or if you want the full list of the 352 books consumed.
As much as I enjoyed sitting at home, absorbed in my Kindle, I hope to spend this year writing more, and sharing my thoughts! I learned a lot but I think it’s time to get my head out of the books and see the world.
After all, the world has a lot of stories to tell.
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Leah Katz, a TeenZone camper at Oorah’s TheZone summer camp and an 11th grader at Midwood High School, read her winning essay about how TheZone changed her views on Judaism at the Jewish Heritage Awards Ceremony held at Brooklyn District Attorney Charles Hynes’s office in April. The purpose of the Jewish Heritage Essay Contest is to acquaint public school students with Jewish history and customs and to help foster a deeper understanding of Jewish culture. The contest is open to students of all ethnic and religious backgrounds. Leah’s essay is reproduced in full below.

Moshe Sharett, the head of the Jewish Agency’s Political Department, visited Egypt in 1945. In Cairo he met a most remarkable young woman, a beautiful journalist who was the darling of Egyptian high society – from high-ranking military brass, to culture icons and Muslim sheikhs, to the court of King Faruk.

The two proceeded to talk about everyday things and surprisingly her mother-in-law did not find anything else to criticize. This occurred a few more times, with my client changing the topic every time by complimenting her mother-in-law or mentioning something positive about her.

There is always a lot of confusion surrounding sensory processing disorder – mainly because there are many different diagnoses that fall under the catch-all phrase sensory processing disorder (SPD). Among them are three specific subcategories:
The doctor had warned us that even if we did everything right and followed the protocol after the follicle was of the right size, there was no guarantee of success. Fertilization still had to occur, and just like couples do not necessarily become pregnant every month, we had no way to know if we were actually expecting for two full weeks.
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Jewish Press columnist Rebbetzin Esther Jungreis, founder and president of Hineni, the international Torah outreach organization, recently addressed an overflowing audience at the Beth Jacob Congregation of Irvine in southern California. Rebbetzin Jungreis’s address theme, “Making a Good Relationship Magical,” was apropos for the evening’s main mission: raising funds for the Irvine community’s mikveh.
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You have probably been planning your marriage since you were about three. Let’s fast-forward to a big milestone– your twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. (Don’t worry, you don’t look a day over twenty one!) Now, would you appreciate your husband buying you a dozen roses that some florist recommended?
As I mentioned in my earlier articles about our family trip to Israel, our night flight went pretty smooth, thanks to my children’s willingness to sleep throughout the flight. I, on the other hand, didn’t sleep a wink and I wasn’t feeling too great by the time we landed. But we were finally in Israel, and just being in the beautifully renovated Ben Gurion airport and hearing all the Hebrew around us was exciting enough.
While all the flowers that grace your Shavuos table will surely be a delight to your eye, these will be a delight for your palette as well. Create them at any level, simple or sophisticated; any way you make them they’re sure to be a sensation.
Welcome back to “You’re Asking Me?” where we attempt to answer questions sent in by people who fortunately have fake names, so they won’t be embarrassed. I don’t know how they got through school, though.
Speechless wonder is the reaction to the beautiful vision seen though the Arch of the Keshet Cave at the Adamit Park in the Galilee. One of the most amazing natural wonders in Eretz Yisrael, the Me’arat Hakeshet — also known as the Rainbow Cave or Arch Cave — can be found up against the Israel-Lebanon border just a few kilometers from Rosh Hanikra and the sparkling blue Mediterranean Sea. It is situated amid the wild scenery on the cliffs of Nachal Betzet and Nachal Namer, on the Adamit Ridge.
At the end of 2012, I was in Israel and looking out at the Jerusalem night sky. I was filled to the brim with inspiration and decided to challenge myself to become a more educated young woman. Simply put, I was going to read as many books in a year as possible. I’m not sure if that would actually have made a difference in my level of education but it seemed like a fun goal at the time.

Many Jewish people, including myself, avoid Holocaust movies because it is far too painful to watch the dehumanization of those we love. Still, facing what is painful is an important part of life. “Lion of Judah” is not an easy film to watch, but for the next generation it will be a valuable resource for educating children in a world without survivors. More importantly, it is centered on the incredible, Leo Zisman, the Lion of Judah.
Whenever I got praised for an achievement, I feel like I should say that half the praise goes to my parents. Although they can get on my nerves, I am really blessed with a mother and father who have molded and shaped me (by any means necessary) to become a successful human being.
Growing up, I remember my father’s Rosh Hashana ritual. He read the story of Rabi Amnon of Mainz, who had his tongue, hands and legs cut off for refusing to convert to Christianity – for choosing to remain a Jews. I would run away from the table sobbing in terror. Even at the tender age of six, I knew that being Jewish made oneself a member of an endangered species.
Purim is my favorite holiday, and I love to share the joy. I have spent previous years wandering around my neighborhood in costume. This year, I fully intend to celebrate with full cheer, and I want everyone to know why I plan to spend the day in costume, singing Shoshanat Yaakov at the top of my lungs.
We are forgetting the lessons of the churban Beit HaMikdash, how we were not finished off by Rome, but destroyed ourselves through mindless hatred and zealotry. We bled each other dry through violence and bigotry until we were weak enough for Rome to come in and step all over our broken bodies. Rome did not defeat us – we defeated ourselves.
College should be a place of learning, a place for a free exchange of ideas, a time to explore new perspectives.
Our people’s history is not a kind one. I remember reading about the 1648-49 Chmielnicki massacres of the Jewish communities of Poland (Gezerot tach v’tat) and weeping, asking myself why we were chosen if it meant suffering so?
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