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So Peter and I were downstairs in the basement last night, playing a few friendly mother-son hands of poker. “Hey Mom,” he said, “isn’t this great? I mean, we’re not watching television…” “Yeah,” I agree with him and smile. “…being corrupted by all of those commercials…” “—” At least I brought him up with a … Continue reading Motherhood and poker
(currently playing: A:Xus, Soundtrack for Life) My friend, Liz, was born in Saudi Arabia. Ethnically, though, she’s about as Arabian as me (i.e. about as Arabian as your average horseshoe crab). Grew up speaking Arabian as much as she spoke English. So we had dinner tonight. Buck and Dwight (her husband) kindly accompanied us. And … Continue reading Dinner with Friends
Economist.com | The European Union In central Europe, as in much of the world, knowledge of English has become a basic skill of modern life comparable with the ability to drive a car or use a personal computer. It would be too easy to say how this phenomenon is bad. After all, we have the … Continue reading The value of speech
I got my tallit in Jerusalem, in Mea Shearim. Mea Shearim is the neighborhood where I first set foot in Jerusalem, and those of you who know Jerusalem can give a small shudder here. For those of you who don’t know the city: Mea Shearim is the ultra-Orthodox neighborhood, just outside the old city. They … Continue reading My tallit
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