Download the December 2012 Issue of NU Magazine as a pdf document.
I have been going to the NJY camps in Pennsylvania for six years, and this summer was my last chance to be a camper.
Whenever I’m introduced as a senior in high school, an immediate question is, where are you going to college? If I reply that I do not know yet, the following question always bounces back: Well, do you know what you want to study?
After watching my older sisters Julie and Stephanie go through high school and graduate, it is now my turn. And now that both of my sisters are off to college, I am the only kid in the house.
What a betrayal. My roommate left me for another roommate. Before my brother left to go to college we shared a room. But then, in the blink of an eye, he left.
Brian was 8 years old the first time I met him, two years younger than my brother. He had curly black hair, and his right arm hung limp. The arm did not surprise me. I expected when I met Brian that something about him would be different.
Today, with the wind of Commonwealth Avenue sweeping through my perfectly ironed locks and my lightly sweetened Starbucks latte in hand, I created a new first: my first day of classes at Boston University.
“You only have 37 kids in your grade?” I get this question all the time. I have friends who go to public school and they say that’s practically how many kids are in one of their classes, not the whole grade.
Here in Auschwitz on a warm spring day of April I face the atrocities of my people’s past, and my mind is forced to bottle up my feelings so that one day each memory can be poured out for my children, and their children to come.
The player races down the rink, flying so fast it almost seems as if he is floating on a cloud. Gracefully, he weaves his way through all in his path, opponents and teammates alike. The player is in heaven, nothing and no one can stop him; that is, until he is rudely shoved back down onto earth, literally.
Ben is my buddy who has special needs. I look forward to the part of my week I spend with him.
During the summers of 2011 and 2012, I participated as a counselor in the Partnership2Gether Hoops for Chesed program in Ofakim, one of the partner communities of the Jewish Federation of Greater MetroWest NJ.
This summer, I had the chance to go on Young Judaea’s Machon Summer Program with 37 of my peers and friends whom I grew up with through my seven summers at Camp Young Judaea Sprout Lake and Camp Tel Yehudah.
On a trip to Israel this summer, I did something I swore I would never do: I wore a Speedo.
Within the baby’s face I see so much grace With his face so fragile His mind awakes, slow and gradual.
Catchy hooks Conscious crook Voice shook the ground With the speed of sound
Major decisions decisions about majors never mind - Glee’s on
You don’t have to be alone To be lonely
We stood on the dock without a Presence and hummed along to the night air At different pitches
Download the April 2012 Issue of NU Magazine as a pdf document.
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