Sunday Feb 17, 2013
My friend and I walked out of a comedy club on the Upper West Side of Manhattan and couldn’t stop thinking about the good time we’d just had. The humor, though raunchy and offensive at times, was all we needed after a long week of work. As I have often noticed at this particular comedy club, nearly every one of the performing comedians was Jewish, which was revealed one way or another through the jokes. I’ve...
Tuesday Feb 05, 2013
My friend tossed aside his application to join the Reserve Officers' Training Corps (ROTC), a program that trains college students to become officers in the U.S. military. “I can’t do that to my parents,” he solemnly told me. My friend had recently interned with a local congresswoman, and the experience piqued his interest in public service. But after his parents got wind of his plans to enroll in basic training,...
Thursday Jan 24, 2013
Runners from Team YACHAD 2012
“I’m going to miss you,” a friend told me on my last day of study at Yeshivat Har Etzion, a Modern Orthodox yeshiva in Gush Etzion. The two of us hugged and my eyes swelled with the thought of leaving him. Throughout the year, the student and I had forged a friendship that I still cherish till this day. This friend was a member of a program for special needs students housed in my...
Wednesday Nov 14, 2012
A few years back, one of my teachers recommended that I volunteer at a local homeless shelter to satisfy the mandatory community service hours that my school required of its high school juniors. I had never been to a homeless shelter, and the idea of spending time at one didn’t seem appealing. In my mind, there was something taboo about shelters and soup kitchens; I viewed them as foreign and distant worlds, places that would force...
Tuesday Nov 06, 2012
Gilad Shalit came to my school.
He didn’t speak. He sat patiently – quietly – while being praised by an array of Jewish academics and members of my school’s faculty. He looked nervous and scared, as though he would rather have been anywhere but there, at America’s most Zionistic university, warmly embraced by students who had joined the rallies calling for his release.
I chose not to stay for...