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“Leig nisht dein hant in tash,” my father tells my son. It’s like my own childhood all over again. Hands in pockets were always considered wrong. It was never explained.

It’s Friday night and…

I had a dream that I spoke to God.

“God,” I said, “I need you to answer me.”

Now talking to God isn’t new for me. I’ve been doing it since I…

Sh’ma beni,

As my father would say: her in derher.

I have suffered. At home, in school, and in society in general. However, we are an am kshei oref—a stiff-necked nation. We get up,…