Feeding Area Children Together

Feeding Area Children Together

I felt my face suddenly get red and hot. Tears built up in my eyes. My son, my boy I had reluctantly sent out to the big world of kindergarten just this past Fall, had just described to me that he had witnessed a boy his age taking food from cafeteria garbage can. He...
Let’s be a Mensch

Let’s be a Mensch

Last week, someone posted an article on this story about the Egyptian Olympian who refused to shake the hand of his opponent, an Israeli Olympian. The purpose was to highlight his action as poor sportsmanship and bigotry. Ironically, as I scrolled through the comments...
Sara’s Story

Sara’s Story

People often comment on what a great politician (is that an oxymoron?!) my oldest son could be. He can strike up a conversation anywhere, with anyone. So, when he was 4 years old and telling some stranger behind us at the checkout line at Target that he owned a...