Thursday Feb 20, 2014
What do you do when you’re a working mom (as most moms in Israel are) and your child plays sick? As a full-time writer at Kars4Kids, I'm often confronted with that all too common early morning decision: is my child really sick or is he faking?
It’s a fact of life: children get sick. Going to school means coming into contact with other children and lots and lots of germs. Exposure to illness...
Thursday Jan 23, 2014
Keren Claster, a 32 year-old mother of four who lives in Efrat has started a group to raise awareness of and to combat bullying in local schools. The group is called HaZchut L’Chavod, “The right to respect.” I became curious about the group on a professional level since I work for an organization that funds educational initiatives for children, Kars for Kids, and on a personal level as well, as a mother of many children...
Thursday Dec 05, 2013
At our first parent teacher meeting on behalf of our son, then in first grade, now 17, the teacher addressed our many concerns but kept coming back to a single question, “Does he leave for school with a smile on his face? That’s the most important thing.”
I thought of this when I saw the newest report put out by the Program for International Student Assessment (PISA) which rates 15 year-olds in 65 countries for their knowledge...
Wednesday May 29, 2013
Back in the day, the popular kids wore popcorn tops. My mother wouldn’t let me buy one. With good reason. It was a style that would not have flattered me.
But I didn’t let up. All my friends were wearing popcorn tops. I had to have one or . . . what? Looking back at that small moment from my life of 52 years, I struggle to understand what my sense of urgency, back then, was really about.
I think of those...
Thursday May 09, 2013
As a young camper, I loved it when my bunk was entrusted with flag-raising honors. It reminded me of all the solemnity and particulars weJews associate with the honoring of our Torah. It was something I understood, this standing in a chain and folding that precious piece of cloth into a triangle with the help of many hands.
In Israel, however, the flag is just a piece of cloth. There’s no special ceremony. If the flag were to...