After reading Aliza in MitzvahLand your children may never again be able to get away with saying, “I’m bored!” This brand new, refreshingly imaginative picture book is a boredom buster!
Aliza in MitzvahLand tells the story of a child who is often heard complaining, “I’ve got nothing to do!” Aliza has gotten used to being entertained, but her attitude gets a makeover after she enters a wondrous “looking glass world” where things are switched around, and she discovers that:
“When I’ve got nothing to do,
It’s because I’m forgetting…
Our world was made for giving
This whimsically illustrated book draws a child into a different kind of land where everyone is joyful because they are caring about and giving to others. Practical and creative ideas for activities are also discovered in MitzvahLand, encouraging children to get genuinely excited about looking for their own opportunities to do mitzvos.
This book can be such a delightful – and helpful – gift to give to anyone who is a relative or teacher of children. Or you can give it straight to a child you love, so that they can learn to create their very own MitzvahLand!
This is the tenth book for children’s author, Bracha Goetz, who became a ba’alas teshuva after graduating from Harvard over 30 years ago. Goetz’s books often explain very deep and complex concepts in amazingly simple ways – so that children (and even adults, finally) can understand them.
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This was my first teaching job. I was standing in front of a classroom of eighteen delightful third graders. I had tutored and taught small groups of children over the years but this was my very own class. I could barely believe it. I was all of nineteen years old and I was so nervous. My stomach hurt and I hardly slept the night before the start of the school year. Eighteen pairs of sweet, adorable eyes followed my every move, every day.