Historical Fiction Story by Chaya Mushka Kievman
BS"D Dear Diary, The train’s whistle exhales every time I
BS"D Dear Diary, The train’s whistle exhales every time I
BS"D **************** ''Mommy I am going to the supermarket. I
Once upon a time there lived a girl whose name
Isaac was a simple man. He kept Shabbat, but never
I shut the door softly. But it was too late.
"Hadara," whimpered my 4 year old sister, Tzofiya, as she
I pushed on the door so hard my hands were
Rachel stood waiting in the bread line. There were many
We were all there. All of us in the seventh
My name is Hilla Harawitz and everyone describes me as