What the Flowers Taught Us
by Sarah ShapiroOur history as a family was gone. A vanished empire, with only three orphans left to witness that it had ever been.
The Alphabet of Happiness
by Sarah ShapiroBefore me was a fully sentient person who for four years had been silent, pinned down inside the ruins of her body.
Who I Am Person
by Sarah ShapiroEven the terrifying enlightenment bestowed by Shigeko couldn't teach me that we're most human when we're most divine.
Living Here
by Sarah ShapiroOn a bus in Jerusalem, all eyes followed the girl who suddenly broke down and cried.
A Jewish Child on Christmas
by Sarah ShapiroMy parents succeeded in creating a wonderful Christmas - yet inside me something was amiss.
The I of the Beholder
by Sarah ShapiroHow can we get free of the petty tyrannies of our own female vanity?
Queen Esther Cleans for Pesach
by Sarah ShapiroSomething was missing, which turned out to be myself
Just Words
by Sarah ShapiroIt's no accident that we should be repeatedly compelled to explain our presence, to have to figure out what we're doing here.
Why Is This Child Different?
by Sarah ShapiroWhy did our family, like American Jewish families everywhere, recognize Passover as the one thing we would never forget?
When Bad Things Happen to Good Penguins
by Sarah ShapiroWhat is the film "March of the Penguins" really about? A penguin speaks out.
Gifts of a Convert
by Sarah ShapiroThe metamorphosis of Ahuvah Gray, a black American who was once a Christian minister and is now an Orthodox Jew.
Jerusalem of White
by Sarah ShapiroGone are Iran, and Gaza, and Syria. All out of sight, out of mind, for one night and one day.
A Beggar and a Man
by Sarah ShapiroI've carried an idea of him in my mind. Who, for him, was the young girl with scorn in her eyes?
The Bomb in the Bag
by Sarah ShapiroIt wasn't really a bomb, don't worry. You are safe. We were safe. Then we laughed.
When Mommy Stopped Driving
by Sarah ShapiroWhen the doctor delivered the news, we were abashed and afraid. How much time did we have?
Do Angels Need to Dance?
by Sarah ShapiroI wished that somehow they had known how to make me feel included, that cold and rainy Sukkot night, rather than ostracized.
Something You Already Know
by Sarah ShapiroThe world is divided into two kinds of people: those who fear getting older and those who do not.
A Handicapped Look at Disability
by Sarah ShapiroAn evening's encounter with a handicapped couple overturns misconceptions that have crippled one woman over a lifetime.
Just a Slight Adjustment of Focus
by Sarah ShapiroRaising happy children sometimes depends only on a kind word and a moment's extra attention.
A Member of the Club
by Sarah ShapiroDeath has never been an infrequent occurrence. But I wasn't in the know.
Adam and Eve in the Garden of Jerusalem
by Sarah ShapiroWe were in an old world together, that's for sure, but not the one they expected.
Lieberman's Connecticut Wasn't My Connecticut
by Sarah ShapiroI was a Jewish kid who didn't know what it meant to be Jewish, who was painfully, earnestly trying to fit in by concealing the Jewishness I knew nothing about.
On Anger
by Sarah ShapiroAnger, which can work so powerfully against happiness, is the very tool we've been given to get a handle on our invisible, elusive inner selves.






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