Standing By Our Brother's
In the late afternoon this week, I stood behind my closed
third floor window, looking down at the flames of a fire
raging below me. The flames were leaping out of the huge, new
garbage bin which the Jerusalem municipality had recently
brought for the buildings in my neighborhood. The garbage bin
had been bright, shiny green, and new, and now it was
blackened and partially misshapen, with flames leaping out.
This was the third or fourth time this has happened within a
by Tzvia Ehrlich-Klein
My ten-year-old daughter refuses to be registered for the
school day camp. I am a mother of six, my oldest being twelve
and the youngest, a six-month-old baby. I don't work outside
the house, but since she is an only daughter amongst five
boys, I am afraid that she will become bored very quickly
during vacation, especially since most of her friends do
intend to go.
The Day Camp Alternative
by R. Chadshai
Poppy Seed Salad Dressing
by Rivka Tal
[To tell the truth, this recipe was left over from Purim, but
as summer is salad time, fruit or vegetable, it should be an
interesting change from the regular thing.]
Delicious for fruit salads such as grapefruit and avocado.
The Pelephone Epidemic
by Malka Adler
On the street someone's walking alone,
With wild gestures and a frantic tone,
Loudly speaking into his phone,
What Israel needs is a `no phone zone'.
It's the `in' thing, or is it out?
No one whispers, rather, they shout.
Express their feelings, leave no doubt
As to what the subject is about.
Seniors or juniors, there are no rules,
Mommy dials while baby burps and drools,
Carpenters, plumbers, in their box of tools,
Seen in stores, on streets, even in shuls.
A bus ride used to be a quiet time,
Now it's personal current events at its prime,
Smiles, sighs, scowls, sneers - a real pantomime,
I'm dizzy when down the the bus I climb.
Now at simchas - it's ringing we hear,
At the chupa or when the chosson is near.
Ima left the house - but they found her here,
Through the black thing pressed against her ear.
Surrounded by baskets, loaded with shopping,
Savta's cellular rings without stopping,
Apples falling, oranges dropping,
Frantic to find it - her brow she's mopping.
Recall Egyptian plague number two?
Live frogs, their numbers grew and grew.
Pelephones a-popping up - it's true,
So maybe I can use yours when you're through?
Cellular phones - we shouldn't or should?
Whatever we do - the news should be good!
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