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Aaron 'speaks' of a Jewish boy who loses himself, and even in a sense his own parentage in Israel just before the WWII and then, many years later, 'finds' himself in America, with the help of a wonderful woman. It 'speaks' of love and family and the values we have lost along the way in this world of progress...
Joshua Skindler closed the book that a friend had given him, insisting that he read it. Its contents had troubled his soul greatly. He’d read it to please his oldest friend, Shamuel. Now, he decided it demanded further probing, and began to re-read it, this time more slowly, with utmost care, marking certain passages and pages. The exercise didn’t dispel the impressions that had lingered after reading it for the first time. It intensified them, gave them new clarity and perspective.
The book frightened him profoundly. A self-assured man, meticulous and orderly, with every aspect | |  | | Casey; The Promise
Is the completion of a promise made by Grandma Charlie that Casey fulfills... read it and find out some possible answers to our meager existence... how we can make a difference... how what we do, say, even possibly think can affect others... It speaks of today issues insofar as an aspect of child abuse is concerned and gives us an example of what could happen... maybe even what should happen since Man’s law can’t seem to solve the problem of constant abuse of children ...
The child was dreaming. In her dream, the colors were vivid, vibrant, everything clearly defined, even though the surroundings were alien to her reality as she knew it to be in her limited existence.
A room came into focus. Big, its walls painted in soft colors, quite similar to her own bedroom, but this one she was seeing was no ordinary room. The bed was metallic, like a hospital bed with controls at the bottom and on its sides. There were flowers, pretty flowers of all kinds arranged in vases and baskets, and people, there were people looking down at a figure on the bed.
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a collection of short stories written throughout the life of the author. Some of the short stories reflect life experience and others present either the philosophy and/or ideas of the author. All are extremely entertaining …and insightful!
“Go to sleep, little one, you’re safe in Mommy’s arms; close your eyes without fear, the Good Lord’s always near...” The little girl heard the familiar lullaby that her mother put her to sleep with.
She felt safe and warm. Her mother’s heartbeat, close to her ear, provided a rhythmic cadence and soon she was asleep. The mother rocked her and continued to sing a little longer, making sure she was really out, and not pretending like she sometimes did, so she’d stay with her some more.
Gently, she carried her to the small bed, putting her down with practiced ease, covered the sleepin |
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