by Sarah Ghosh
Does your family enjoy welcoming guests to your home? Teaching children the art of being a good host is not only a useful skill, but also a Jewish custom (and mitzvah), that started with Abraham & Sarah.
by Elana Rivel
I still remember when my mom turned forty.
My dad held a party for her in our home. My mom, in her radiant beauty (complete with perm), surrounded by friends.
Playful and loving.
In photos, I was her spitting image.
I could only hope to be like her when I turned forty.
Her forties became a time of great strength for her as she made difficult decisions that allowed her to be true to her self.
I always imagined that figuring out who you were, while raising four children, could not be an easy balance.
by Mira Aumiller
Last year, my husband and I went to Israel with the Jewish Federation of Southern New Jersey and had the privilege of going with many other members of our local community, including other parents of young children. While this was not the first time we have been to Israel, this last trip unexpectedly made a big impact on us, and one that we felt compelled to convey to our family and community.
by Shira Taylor Gura
Passover is approaching. And with that, the excitement and craziness that come along with the holiday preparations. And in the midst of all this, I got to thinking, if I could choose one thing, just one thing, to “pass on” to you regarding Passover, what would it be?
And within seconds, I had my answer.
by Jaime Bassman
Most stories about inclusion in the Jewish community don’t involve singing in a Baptist church, but this one does.
by Dr. Robyn Cohen, PJ Library Philadelphia and jteenphilly Director
By David A. Love
Justice, justice shall you pursue, that you may live, and inherit the land which Adonai your God gives you. (Deuteronomy 16:20).
When I reflect on Dr. Martin Luther King and what his legacy meant to me, I recall a recent Hanukkah protest I attended with my wife Sarah at 30th Street Station in Philadelphia. The purpose of the event—which was held by the local progressive Jewish community and Jews of color–was to show solidarity with the #BlackLivesMatter movement and mourn the deaths of black people killed by police.
By Lela Casey
This time of year has always been confusing to me. Being the only Jewish kid was not much of a big deal for most of the year. I could hide out, lay low, blend in. On Halloween I'd paint my face with sparkling colors and march alongside my peers in the parade. No one had to know that I wasn't allowed to go trick or treating. When Thanksgiving came along, I'd trace my fingers into plump turkeys and fold paper into complicated cornocopias side by side with my classmates.