Relax, watch and listen in American Sign Language and spoken English to “Mini Skirts and Jewish” narrated for Deaf and hearing audiences… First there’s the well trodden path. Then there’s the divergence I never expected…
Vhat?, as my grandma Yeta would say with her Russian Yiddish accent. What is more than I could hope or imagine? When Cinderella puts on the slipper and it
I ate bbq pork ribs, delicious Italian salami subs, wore micro mini skirts, and was told often, “you’re Jewish? I thought you were Italian”… I was living the American dream.
For even the smallest infractions, I want to hold grudges, if … someone cuts me off in traffic, returns my smile with a frown, does not seem to respect my opinion. AND yet, when I release my grudges on this minuscule level, it’s
It’s the week of Passover. We’ve had the Seder, we’re eating the matzah. Now what? I’ve never done this before but this year I am counting the Omer. This refers to the 49 days from the
Sometimes it takes a bad experience to turn us around. Although I had basically no Jewish affiliation and was far along the secular continuum, our four year old son attended a Jewish pre-school. Now that we had children I thought I should try to offer them some kind of Jewish community/identity. I certainly didn’t feel qualified Read More