My daughter’s English

I'm totally boasting My daughter now reads pages of Pippi Longstocking in English (which my amazing mother brought her from the USA) that I have not yet read to her. And when I read to her from this book, she likes to take over and read parts of it herself - parts that she is… Continue reading My daughter’s English

Languages, or: Identities

A tricube best viewed on blog (not WP reader) I am most empowered in English. Считаю что русский тоже мой. | | | I feel that Russian is also mine. עברית, היא שייכת לעמי. | | | Hebrew, she belongs to my people. Tricube rules: Each line contains three syllables.Each stanza contains three lines.Each poem… Continue reading Languages, or: Identities

Blogging without barriers

My undergraduate degree is in engineering, but, as I've written before, it was a mistake for me to pursue that path because my strengths have never been in the sciences, nor in mathematics. I should have listened to Papa at the age of eighteen when I was applying to universities; I should have pursued a… Continue reading Blogging without barriers

A fishy lockdown

Last night and the night before I wanted to take some time to write, but I ended up falling asleep while putting my daughter to bed each time. For me, perhaps the most frustrating thing about Israel's current (2nd) pandemic-related lockdown is the diminished amount of time and space that I am left with for… Continue reading A fishy lockdown

An Arab friend?

I entered college in the Fall of '98. Back then, I was a secular Jew and very proud of my Jewish identity. Keeping Shabbat, kashrut, praying three times daily, etc. meant very little to me; I understood those Jewish traditions only vaguely. It so happened that my university had a very small Jewish population; and… Continue reading An Arab friend?