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Bernard Picart
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Amsterdam, Republic of the Seven United Netherlands (Amsterdam, Netherlands)
Date:
1725
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Grandfather scurries from cupboard to cupboard in his black coat; he looks in every corner, checking for bread crumbs in my treasure drawer, under my crystals and shells. He rummages through…
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György Konrád
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1982
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On the nights before Passover, Rosh Hashanah, and Yom Kippur, my mother would send me to the butcher with some birds to be slaughtered according to ritual so the meat would be kosher—that is, clean…
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Lázaro Liacho
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Buenos Aires, Argentina
Date:
1943
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With every stone that was set in the new barn, another drop of life seemed to ebb from the wife of the randar or tavern keeper. When she looked out at the building, she often said that she would not…
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Leopold Kompert
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Vienna, Austrian Empire (Vienna, Austria)
Date:
1848
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I have always had the illusion that my face did not clearly betray the calumny of my Jewish heritage. I have always taken care to conceal carefully the bitter secret that my father was a rabbi and my…
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Asser Kleerekoper
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Amsterdam, Netherlands
Date:
1918
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Take 18 oz. of wheat flour, 18 oz. of butter, 18 oz. of sugar, 1/2 oz. of yeast, 3 eggs and 2/3 of a cup of hot milk, 5 1/2 oz. of finely chopped succade [candied citrus…
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Sara Vos
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Amsterdam, Netherlands
Date:
1903
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“It is only because the Lord was with us,”
says the old Israel;
in You lies holiness,
Israel’s praises.
“It is only because the Lord was with us,”
You elevated us above other men,
You saved us from…
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Abraham Toledo
Places:
Constantinople, Ottoman Empire
Date:
1732
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Rebecca:You, Sir, are the cause of his great impudence.
Isaac:Am I really the instrument?
Rebecca:Yes, for you love him for four birds of flight [he hunts for you]. You very much relish the stew he…
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Unknown
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1699
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“Oh, Mother, can’t you use a fork?” exclaimed Rachel as Mrs. Ravinsky took the shell of the baked potato in her fingers and raised it to her watering mouth.
“Here, Teacherin mine, you want to learn…
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Anzia Yezierska
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New York City, United States of America
Date:
1923
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The Street was my father’s life. He was a commission merchant in Washington Market, contracting for crops from farmers in Florida, Georgia, the Carolinas, California, Texas, and just about everywhere…
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Mimi Sheraton
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1979