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What if Miriam were remembered just as a person rescuing her brother Moses rather than as the heroine responsible for saving the man who would redeem the Jewish people from bondage?
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Eleanor Wilner
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Port Townsend, United States of America
Date:
1986
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The Mother enters, carrying the dead Child in her arms; approaches the pile.
The Mother:Hello, dead children.
I brought my son here.
He’s dead. He’ll lie with you.
Dead Children:You…
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Hanoch Levin
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1991
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Merv:Sara, can I have my shirt? I’ve got a lunch date with the rabbi of Dublin.
Sara:Mervyn, you came all the way to Queen Anne’s Gate. Please sit a minute.
Tess:Sit down, Merv. I’ll get your shirt. W…
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Wendy Wasserstein
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1993
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Segal’s sculptural representation of the Akedah, the biblical story of Abraham’s near-sacrifice of his son Isaac, raised eyebrows when it was first exhibited. His irreverent depiction of Abraham as a…
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George Segal
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South Brunswick Township, United States of America
Date:
1973
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My Mother Posing for Me is one of a series of photographs that Sultan made of his parents, Irving and Jean, from 1983 to 1992. They were published in his book, Pictures from Home, which explored the…
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Larry Sultan
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1984
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Three weeks before Sammy’s thirteenth birthday Papa came in too upset to eat.
“Tonight when I come out of schule the rabbi wants to talk to me. ‘Max, my heart is like lead to tell you this,’ he says,…
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Budd Schulberg
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1941
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The Jews held cattle dealers in contempt. They considered them illiterate louts in no way different from peasants. My grandfather never let a cattle dealer into his house. Into the barn yes, but never…
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Henryk Grynberg
Places:
Los Angeles, United States of America
Date:
1970
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I won’t be around forever, Mother said.
One day I’m going to die, so I might
as well nag you a little bit more,
while I have the chance. And when
I’m dead you’ll have to rely on someone else
to tell…
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Hal Sirowitz
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1995
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When an Israeli soldier dies in the line of duty, three officers come to your house and sit in your living room and tell you about it. Imagine how many times that scene has been played out in Israeli…
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Edeet Ravel
Places:
Guelph, Canada
Date:
2003
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When I came back, he was gone.
My mother was in the bathroom
crying, my sister in her crib
restless but asleep. The sun
was shining in the bay window,
the grass had just been cut.
No one mentioned…
Contributor:
Ira Sadoff
Places:
Waterville, United States of America
Date:
1975