Shabbat Table Talk

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BY A Story by Danielle Sarah Storch
March 27, 2014

My name is Goldie, I’m in the sixth grade, and I can’t wait to tell you my story. Ever since second grade, my best friend, Rachel, and I wanted to be in the Shara Girl’s Choir. Everyone knows that only sixth-graders and above are allowed to try out, and only the good singers make it CONTINUE »

BY A Story by Danielle Sarah Storch
February 27, 2014

I sat at my desk munching a sugar-coated doughnut. Mr. Heller, our sixth-grade math teacher, handed our class treats for the 100th Day of School celebration. As I neatly chewed mine, I could see the new kid’s mouth twisting left and right as some powder covered his freckled face and plaid shirt. My friends and CONTINUE »

January 22, 2014

“I can’t believe Miriam is in Mrs. Shepfield’s class with us,” I said to my best friend, as we jumped onto our swings at the park. “Yeah,” she answered. “Last year, the girls at her old school called her trouble.” “What do you mean?” I said, shaking my head. “Isn’t that gossip?” “No!” Sara exclaimed. CONTINUE »

BY Danielle Sarah Storch
January 2, 2014

“You missed,” Ruthy yelled to Sara, as they played a game of dodgeball in the school courtyard at recess. The sounds of girls giggling and balls bouncing filled the spring air. Ruthy ran after the ball, as it rolled under the porch of an apartment next door. She looked up to see an old lady CONTINUE »

BY A Story By Danielle Sarah Storch
December 5, 2013

I loved my brand new 10-speed bike, a shiny black Diamondback. I would ride around after school and visit my friends. When school started, a new kid, Adam, would come over and ask me all kinds of questions about it. “Where did you get it?” he would ask. “Where can I get one?” Sometimes his CONTINUE »