Passover celebrations from five unusual perspectives, including a new ritual for an adopted daughter. Naming ourselves, including appreciating our hyphens. The challenges in getting an abortion in Israel today.
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A young woman becomes her grandmother’s teacher. Though the old woman, now near 90, has lived in Canada for over 60 years, she still speaks with a heavy Hungarian accent... Read more »
I remember clearly the day that my religious studies teacher, Rabbi Meyerovitch, explained to us — a group of seventh-grade girls at the private Jewish elementary school I attended in... Read more »
Thank goodness you haven’t arrived yet so I can still figure it out. You’ve got four choices: Grandma, Nana, Bubbe (Yiddish for grandmother) or Savta (Hebrew for grandmother). Am I... Read more »
I like it. Family friends recently hyphenated their baby daughter, too. One day we were standing around their kitchen when a gaiety struck me and I burst out: “I can’t... Read more »
Only you—adoptive moms and adopted daughters—know what ritual feels right for your circumstances, but here’s one possibility for mothers. After the parsley (symbol of rebirth) is dipped in salty water... Read more »
“Next year in Jerusalem,” we call out together, as usual, at the end of our family seder in Chicago, while I silently wonder who among us will see another year.... Read more »
It is late January and we are celebrating Tu b’Shvat, Jewish Arbor Day, with its tiny whispers of Texan spring. It’s also the time when I actually begin to think... Read more »
For so many years it seemed like nothing was different at our seders. My sisters looked the same, my mother made a beautiful meal that she was too exhausted to... Read more »
After a long drive, my parents and I arrive at Tenth and South Streets in downtown Philadelphia. We’re right on time so we won’t upset Poppop. My stomach’s already tight... Read more »
I’m cleaning for Pesach and here’s what I’ve found in the bottom of my freezer so far: five small ice packs in various shapes used for “owies,” a half-eaten popsicle,... Read more »
From the 1930s to the 1950s, a New York camera club unlike any other welcomed women photojournalists who challenged and changed an artform. (Available only in print.)
Nine candle holders made of soda-bottle caps glued on a piece of plywood. Paint and glitter and industrial scraps, bolts, nuts, pebbles, a whole mess of extra trimmings if you... Read more »
For David, Daniel, and Jonah Akiba There is a space between them,in that space they hold cameras.The father with his old-fashioned lens,the son with a modern video camera.The third man,... Read more »
Lilith reporters demonstrate how a society’s pro-natalist assumptions undercut women’s control over their own bodies. They spotlight the ways anti-abortion forces akin to those in America are trying to win hearts and minds in the Holy Land.
