Author: Devorah

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Flying!

2 years ago, after my 3rd son was born I got this crazy idea in my head.  I wanted to fly… an airoplane and perhaps be a pilot when I grow up.  I found...

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My anti-black movement

Growing up in apartheid South Africa I remember tracing my fingers along the metallic sign on park benches.  I traced the words “Nie Blanke”- No blacks.  At age 5 I vividly remember wondering the...

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My intelligence?

I recently mentioned to someone that something that I valued about myself was that I was extremely intelligent (toot toot) She commented, “well, you always knew that.” “Not true!” I replied. I actually did...

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Puzzle pieces

  Yesterday my 3 year old took out a puzzle.  It was probably for age 5, but he said with such confidence and assurance that he could do it.  I sat next to him...

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The tricycle that was still there

This morning I peeked out my window.  I noticed something that might not seem earth-shattering…that my son’s tricycle sitting at the edge of the sidewalk was still there.  This might seem like an obvious...

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The greatest Showwoman

I recently went to watch “the greatest showman” and boy was it an uplifting movie that left me with this good feeling, where all differences were embraced, where values of family and love are...

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The robin’s egg

Today I stepped out of my car and to my delight I found a complete cyan colored Robin’s egg.   I pointed it out to my 3 year old hoping it would inspire him about...

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Stress free Pesach

I’d like to describe why I love pesach and have absolutely no anxiety going in I’ve recently spoken with a bunch of friends that have commented how stressed they are over pesach.  They were...

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First day of spring

  Ahh,  the first day of spring.  It has so many meanings for me. For one it is my anniversary,  a day I chose in the solar year to celebrate the building of a...