February 11, 2016 / 2nd of Adar, 5776
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  • created at: 2012-11-13

     Israeli American Interactions



     A Slice of Life from the Alexander Muss High School in Israel

    by Eli Mansbach

    “Middle Middle,” screams Asif in Hebrew. We are playing the Israeli students in basketball on what is a typical night for the students who are a part of the Alexander Muss High School Israel semester program. Unfortunately for me, I’m the one guarding Asif, who is easily six inches taller than I and is the best Israeli o...

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  • Jonathan Mamon is a senior at Beaver Country Day School.  His mother, Lauren Mamon, is the author of this post.

    created at: 2012-02-08

    “Jonathan, what are you going to do this summer?” This question was a constant in our house last winter and spring.  Jonathan’s responses ranged from “I don’t know,” to “Mom, I’m really busy with school, and can’t think about it right now.”  As the months went on, he talked half-heartedly about ...

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  • “Hi I’m Jake, I am a Reform Jew.  I’m from Brookline, which is right outside of Boston and I have never been to Israel before.”  Before leaving for Israel, I had prepared this introduction.  And yet upon arriving and entering into my Kehillah, I never needed it.

    I traveled on Nesiya, a program whose name means “journey” in Hebrew.  There is no better word to describe it.  Living with a group of Israeli and American teens from different...

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  • Melanie Lidman grew up in Lexington and was involved in the New England Region of United Synagogue Youth. After graduating from the University of Maryland, Melanie moved to Israel in November 2009. She has been the Jerusalem reporter for the Jerusalem Post since August 2010. 

    December 2011

    Back in January, I joked to my editor at the Jerusalem Post that I’d be willing to take the bus to Egypt to cover the burgeoning revolution. The crowd was gathering in Tahrir Square, demanding the ...

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  • "On Yom Kippur in 1967, the Year of Forgetting, I put on
    my dark holiday clothes and walked to the Old City of Jerusalem.
    For a long time I stood in front of an Arab's hole-in-the-wall shop . . ."

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    The lines above are the start of Poem/Section 5 from Yehuda Amichai's collection entitled Jerusalem 1967.  As I celebrate Israel's independence today, one of aspects of Israeli society that continues to amaze me is the arts and cultu...

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