My son hit another kid. I’ve been waiting for this challenge for a while. I’ve been curious as to how I would react. My brother has three little boys, all deeply rooted in Israeli-Chareidi society where boys communicate physically with one another before they get down to verbalization. (This is in no way a judgmental … Continue reading Mommy and Me
Tag: mothering
Oh Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel…
When I was in kindergarten I colored a dreidel. To me, it was just another shape outlined in thick black ink that I was meant to color in with whatever crayons I chose. To my teacher, who happened to be an artist, it was amazing. My mother worked in the school so the teacher ran … Continue reading Oh Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel…
Mother Terrors
“DAI! DAI! ANI LO ROTZEH!” The screams jolt through me, pushing me upwards in a panic. I race towards her room and stumble at the doorway. It’s quiet. She is still on her bed, breathing evenly in a deep, dark sleep. I sit down heavily at the table. My arms support my head while my … Continue reading Mother Terrors
Colloquially Speaking 