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About the Author

Yael Zoldan M.A.

When I DavenYael Zoldan is a freelance writer and author of four popular children's books, including, "We Can Do Mitzvos from Aleph to Tav" (Feldheim, 2009) and “When I Daven” (Feldheim 2011). Her new books, “We Can Do Mitzvos Around the Jewish Year” (Feldheim, 2014), and “Shimmy Shambone will NOT Take a Bath” (Feldheim, 2013) are available in bookstores and online.

Hanukkah: The Force Awakens

Hanukkah: The Force Awakens

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In a dark world, you must be the light.


A Different Sorrow

A Different Sorrow

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Mourning for the wholesome world I once grew up in.


What God Must Feel

What God Must Feel

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Because I’m a mother, I know.


These Small Lights

These Small Lights

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Chanukah reminds us that we are not the same as everyone else.


And the Winner Is…

And the Winner Is…

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My son is running against his best friend and I'm afraid.


In the Sukkah

In the Sukkah

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In that temporary shack we felt our permanence.


The Yom Kippur Dare

The Yom Kippur Dare

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Do I ask God for another chance, a chance I know I don’t deserve?


The Telemarketer

The Telemarketer

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Sometimes, you have to throw away the script.


Earning My Freedom

Earning My Freedom

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In a world of Facebook and Twitter, is anyone special? Preparing for Passover I discovered an answer.


My Purim Costume Fantasy

My Purim Costume Fantasy

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This year, finally, my family will join the ranks of those paragons of virtue, those models of creative efficiency: The Ones with the Themes.


The Ladies Auxiliary

The Ladies Auxiliary

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My grandmother and the terribly hot summer in Brooklyn.


In My Father's World

In My Father's World

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My father's love asserted itself in distinctive ways.


A Sacred Remembrance

A Sacred Remembrance

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Shavuot was the day my grandmother arrived in Auschwitz.


Passover's Magic

Passover's Magic

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Passover is coming and I have entirely missed the point.


Gorgeous George

Gorgeous George

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George doesn’t walk, he waltzes.


Alone in Lenox Hill

Alone in Lenox Hill

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In my grandmother's room, it was as silent as death.


Alone in Lenox Hill

Alone in Lenox Hill

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In my grandmother's room, it was as silent as death.


Stay With Me

Stay With Me

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Lying in the bed she had no questions. Sitting at her side I had no answers.