Shabbat Table Talk

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 »

BY Danielle Sarah Storch
October 30, 2013

I have always considered myself to be good at sharing, the kind of kid who lets you play with my rainbow loom if you ask. So when Sarah asked to borrow my light blue leather jacket, my favorite one with the fur lining, the jacket that I had received as a birthday gift from my CONTINUE »

BY Danielle Sarah Storch
October 3, 2013

“Monday we’ll be having a math test on fractions and integers,” said Mr. Stone to our sixth-grade one Friday morning. “Not much time to study,” I whispered to my friend, Katz. “You’ll each be paired with a phone study partner,” the teacher said; he began assigning partners. I was paired up with Katz. “Call me CONTINUE »