NEW RELEASE! My Family Is Moving

July 31, 2018

I was recently going through a box of memorabilia from my childhood (all those cute coloring pages and old report cards…ahh, nothing like nostalgia!), and I came across an interesting letter that I’d written as a kid.

Dear Zeesy,

Even though I’m moving to a new house, we’ll still stay friends, okay?

The letter was both amusing and eye-opening for me. For years I had lived on the same street as my childhood friend Zeesy, and then, at some point, my family had moved to a different neighborhood, about a ten-minute drive away. When I wrote that note, I knew that nothing else would be changing—Zeesy and I would still be in the same class at school, would spend most of our day together, and would see each other on many occasions after school (as most of the shopping and “places to go” were back in my old neighborhood)—yet clearly I was still worried. Would my family’s move negatively affect my friendship with Zeesy?

Reading the letter now, as an adult, gave me a glimpse into my mindset as a child. Change isn’t easy for anyone—but it’s exponentially harder for a kid.

But what can you do? Families do need to move, sometimes more often than we’d like! How can parents ensure that their children have a smooth transition when they are in the process of moving?

Well, folks, being that this is not exactly a psychology or parenting article, we won’t be getting into the particulars of that answer right here and now. But one thing I can tell you is that there is an excellent book out on this very topic, and it can do absolute wonders for a child whose family is moving.

In My Family Is Moving, the fears children have of the changes brought on by a move are expressed and validated—and then reassuringly soothed. The book has a charming storyline, told in rhymes, and the cutest illustrations ever. If your family is planning a move, this is a book you’ll want to keep by your kids’ side in the car (along with the cardboard boxes and anything else you managed to squeeze in there!)!

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Night Flower – Chapter 31

July 29, 2018

Israel Book Shop presents Chapter 31 of a new online serial novel, Night Flower, by Esther Rapaport. Check back for a new chapter every week.  Click here for previous chapters.

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Had Elka seen the young woman walking the halls of the Russian villa, she would never have recognized her Noa. But it was Noa, striding briskly, and ignoring the fact that Stefana, the servant girl that her grandfather had assigned to her, was trying valiantly to keep up with her.

“Madam? Madam! Your milk!”

Only when she reached the stairs did Noa turn her head. “Really,” she noted icily, “I’ve long passed the age of needing a nanny. And even when I was that age, I didn’t have one.”

“So I should spill out the milk?” Stefana asked submissively.

“You can drink it yourself, if you’d like. And let them know in the kitchen that I don’t like milk,” Noa said as she continued walking.

“Once, Madam liked it very much.” Stefana shook her head in wonder.

Noa spun around. “What do you know about me?”

“The Master made sure that I know.” Stefana nodded her head. “He gave me a page out of your personal file to read.”

“My personal file! Ahem!” Noa lowered her voice. “So I understand that I really am filed away here like one of the employees. Tell me, Stefana, what other documents were there?” Keep Reading…

Night Flower – Chapter 30

July 26, 2018

Israel Book Shop presents Chapter 30 of a new online serial novel, Night Flower, by Esther Rapaport. Check back for a new chapter every week.  Click here for previous chapters.

Copyright © Israel Bookshop Publications. 

“As is well known, the budget for each one of the yeshivah and kollel students is fifty two thousand shekel a year. Therefore the Finance Ministry has decided to stem the unlimited flow and to divert it to other purposes…”

Yoel raised his head. “Benny!” he called. “If you absolutely must hear all these lies, don’t do it next to me, okay?”

His coworker chuckled. “Really now, don’t be naïve. Even if you come from there, it doesn’t mean you have to continue covering up for them.”

“Covering up for who and for what?” Yoel asked sarcastically. “For the soy schnitzels and orzo that I ate in yeshivah when I learned there? It would actually be interesting to find out how much I cost the Finance Ministry in those years. Today I probably cost them more. One second, excuse me.” He glanced at his cell phone and went outside. “Chaiky? Is everything okay?” If she was calling him at work, something must have happened.

“Right now, yes, but I need you to come help me, Yoel!”

“What happened?” Keep Reading…

NEW RELEASE: Torah Tavlin on Tishah B’Av

July 18, 2018

Brand new for the Bein Hametzarim!

Torah Tavlin needs no introduction—it’s got something for everyone, from satisfying divrei Torah and savory stories of our gedolim, to the “spicy” quotes of famous Chassidishe masters, and everything in between. A delectable dish is comprised of a vast assortment of ingredients, and in much the same way, the secret to Torah Tavlin’s popularity seems to lie in its diverse variety of stories, parables, and divrei Torah. Now, for the Three Weeks and Tishah B’Av, we present Torah Tavlin on Tishah B’Av—a special volume with stories, sayings, wit, and wisdom on the Three Weeks, Megillas Eichah, and Kinos. The book also includes the full text of Eichah and select kinos, with explanations from Hagaon Rav Chaim Belsky zt”l.

Make the most of this special time period. Sad and heavy as they may feel, these weeks hold the potential for so much uplift and blessing, too—if we choose to use the days properly. With Torah Tavlin on Tishah B’Av providing a steady stream of inspiration, you will find yourself emerging from the Three Weeks feeling encouraged, stirred, and closer to Hashem.

And isn’t that something every Jew wants for himself?

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NEW RELEASE: Building Tomorrow

July 18, 2018

It’s the Nine Days. It’s hot and sticky, and there’s no swimming or trips or barbecues…and the kids are fighting. What else is new?

“Kids,” you say, for the umpteenth time that day, “don’t you know this is the time of year when we’re supposed to be extra nice to each other? Do you know the Beis Hamikdash was destroyed because of sinas chinam, because Jews did not get along with each other? The way to rebuild the Beis Hamikdash is by working on our ahavas Yisrael—like by being mevater to your little brother…”

By now you’re a pro at giving this little speech; after all, you do it practically on the hour when the kids are home. But the truth is, it’s not just our children that need to hear this mussar—we adults need to take our own words to heart.

Adults are not immune to feeling resentment and animosity toward one another. Of course we tell ourselves that we’re not fighting over petty things like little kids—oh, no! We’re only standing up for our principles, for making sure justice has been meted out!

Well, we can call it what we want—but one thing is for certain: ahavas Yisrael it is not.

That is why Rabbi Y.Y. Rubinstein’s newest book, Building Tomorrowis such an important work. In this book, the much-beloved author offers practical advice on how to combat the presence of sinas chinam in our communities. It provides an eye-opening analysis of how sinas chinam starts and how we can stop it for good. Of course, as per Rabbi Rubinstein’s inimitable style, stories are related by the dozens, and with the humor threaded through each chapter, you’ll find this book entertaining and engaging, besides for practical and educational.

Best of all, by reading this book, you’ll be taking positive steps toward putting an end to sinas chinam—and to our bitter galus.

May we merit to see the rebuilding of the Beis Hamikdash, speedily and in our days!

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Night Flower – Chapter 29

July 9, 2018

Israel Book Shop presents Chapter 29 of a new online serial novel, Night Flower, by Esther Rapaport. Check back for a new chapter every week.  Click here for previous chapters.

Copyright © Israel Bookshop Publications. 

Noa put her suitcases down on the floor and locked the door. “There,” she said into the small cavity of the studio apartment. “Welcome. Have you finally arrived home?” She examined herself in the huge mirror hanging at the entrance and quickly retreated. She didn’t like looking at herself from up close.

“Well, the time has come to get used to a new house,” she said aloud, and chuckled. For the first time, she had a corner that was only hers, and not just some space inside someone else’s place. She bent down to pick up her bags and walked into the inner room. It was heavily furnished, with very ornate pieces. She wondered how much the rent was here. After all, she had to remember that this tiny home was not actually hers, not only because it wasn’t registered in her name, but because she wasn’t even paying the rent.

She sat down on the only bed in the room. It stood in the center of a rug that was a blend of turquoise and other  shades of blue, and thought about how none of her sets of linen matched the colors of this room, so it was as good a time as any to buy some new linen. Maybe something turquoise would be good, to match the rug, the curtain, the picture frames, and the door of the walk-in-closet. On the other hand, beech-wood shades or silver would also match, because that was the color of the furniture in the room. Tomorrow after work, she’d go shopping.

She tiredly took her clothes out of her suitcase and went to open the door to the closet. She hung the skirts on hangers and wondered if she should buy some new clothes, if she really would be visiting her grandfather in the near future. He would hardly be pleased to see her in these clothes, even though it was he who had initiated the whole thing.

She would have gladly forgone the whole visit; she hadn’t quite enjoyed the few encounters she’d had with him in the past. But that was not an option. She knew that, and her grandfather knew that she knew it.

She passed her hand over the shelves to make sure they weren’t covered in dust. Just then, her phone rang. Keep Reading…

Night Flower – Chapter 28

July 2, 2018

Israel Book Shop presents Chapter 28 of a new online serial novel, Night Flower, by Esther Rapaport. Check back for a new chapter every week.  Click here for previous chapters.

Copyright © Israel Bookshop Publications. 

Noa couldn’t stand the busy hours at the library. She loved the hours when it was quiet, and she could cover books, sort, catalog, and do anything else she pleased. Even those morning hours when a few women came to exchange their books were bearable. But the noise of Sundays and Wednesdays from four till seven were a major pain for her, and recently, they had become unbearable. Already at ten to four her head began to ache.

“Young lady.” She left her desk and approached a short girl who was sitting on the floor, taking out books from the bottom shelf and stacking them next to her as she leafed through one of them. “What do you think you are doing?”

“I want to see the covers.” The girl raised a pair of innocent eyes. “Then I’ll put them all back, don’t worry.”

“Fine, but you’d better start doing that soon, because it’s already six thirty.”

“Okay,” the girl replied, her head back in the book on her lap.

“We haven’t been here in a long time,” a voice behind her said, “because Ima didn’t have the energy to bring us. Rachel, will you also take out some books? You should. There are really, really good books here for your age.”

“How do you know?”

“Because when I once wanted all kinds of books from the higher shelf, Ima told me that I’ll read them when I get older. And you’re big already, right?”

“Right. But I don’t really like to read.”

“Besides for your book about flowers. My father also knows a lot about flowers, you know. We once took a trip during vacation, before he went to Russia, and he helped us find twelve different types of flowers! Twelve!”

Noa turned around sharply. Yes, it was Chaiky’s daughter. And the older girl next to her looked like the one she had once seen in their house. Aha.

“Hello, sweetie,” she said warmly to the little girl. “Your name is Naomi, right?”

The girl raised her head to her. “Oh, you know me because you’re here at my mother’s work, right? You also once came to our house.”

“That’s right.” Noa smiled. “How is your mother doing?”

Baruch Hashem, fine.”

“You have a new baby, right?” Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the older girl drop Naomi’s hand and walk over to the shelf with the encyclopedias.


“Send regards to your mother, okay? Is she home?” Keep Reading…