It was seven-thirty in the morning and Dushan was in his bedroom, trying to read his father’s Jewish prayer book before he went to the office but, he couldn’t concentrate. He was thinking about the conversation he had yesterday with Chioma. They were at her flat and had just finished having lunch. When they were… Read More Dushan’s Decision
It was just after 12:30pm on Saturday. The weather was not unpleasantly cold. He didn’t need to wear a scarf which he didn’t like wearing. His gloves were in the pockets of his jacket in case he needed them. The snow had which had fallen a few days ago had long since melted. After being… Read More Dushan Bumps into Evelyn
“You have something you want to tell me?” “Yes. It’s something which I’ve never told anyone about.” She stared at him, wondering what it could be. “Tell me what it is.” “I’m Jewish.” “You’re Jewish?” “Yes. My father’s parents were deported from Bratislava to Sered and from there to Auschwitz. They survived. My mother’s parents… Read More A Secret, the Past & Declarations
It was Christmas Day and that morning, he attended Christmas church service at St Martins in the Field in Trafalgar Square with Chioma. It was an uplifting service with Soul Sanctuary Gospel Choir who performed Mary’s Nativity. It had been ages since he had been in a church. Afterwards, they went on the Christmas Day… Read More Christmas Service, Cruise & More
He was a really nice man and I liked him a lot but I found him to be too reserved for my taste. My best friend, Shakira teased me and told me that he had a crush on me but I dismissed it, telling her not be ridiculous. I reminded her that he was a… Read More Not So Reserved
It was a beautiful afternoon so Ede decided to go for a walk. She walked through a field covered with daisies and dandelions. She loved daisies but they had an earthy smell and some of them smelled like cow manure. That was why she was never tempted to pick them. Whether it was instinctive or… Read More Tempting God and Celibacy
I’m a Ethiopian Jewish woman living in Israel but life here is terrible for people like me. We are not welcomed in the Jewish community because of our skin color and we are accused of being “fake Jews”. My husband is a white Israeli Jew. We met when he came to Gondar, a northern town… Read More Zala’s Story
It was late by the time Abigail got home and she was tired. Gingerly, she opened the front door went inside. The light in the foyer was on. Noah must have left it on for her. It’s a good thing she had grabbed something to eat. She wasn’t hungry and could go straight to bed. … Read More Happy News
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