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Avenues of Expression The Literary - Art Journal of the

Samuel H. Wang Yeshiva University High School for Girls

86-86 Palo Alto Street Holliswood, NY 11423

www.YUHSG.org (718) 479-8550

Mrs. CB Neugroschl

Head of School

Ms. Beverly Segal Assistant Principal

Rabbi Seth Grauer Assistant Principal

Mrs. Shani Malitzky Activities Coordinator

Mrs. Judith Tiger Faculty Advisor- Literary Journal

Mrs. Gloria Rabinowitz Faculty Art Advisor- Literary Journal

May 2013 Iyar 5773

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Dear Students,

Congratulations on completing this compilation of your original pieces. This literary journal reflects our belief that each one of you has wondrous insights into the world, yourselves, and the human experience. The process of giving expression to our ideas and convictions is often the very mechanism of our discovery and understanding. In putting down on paper and sharing your “Avenues of Expression” with our entire school community, you have offered us a glimpse of the many ideas and discoveries your learning here at YUHSG has nurtured.

Thank you for all these insights and may we continue to share the inspiration from the myriad “Avenues of Expression” that our learning together has the potential to spark.

Sincerely,

Mrs. CB Neugroschl

Head of School

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Dear Reader,

With great pleasure and pride, I present Avenues of Expression, our literary-art journal. On these pages, you will find poetry, prose, and artwork that express the emotions and aspirations of our students.

Read and Enjoy!

Sincerely,

Mrs. Judith Tiger

Faculty Advisor

Dear Reader,

It is my pleasure to showcase student artwork from the required and elective art courses at Yeshiva University High School for Girls. All works were produced in Art Appreciation, Foundations in Art, and Studio Art I classes. I am so proud of the student’s love and passion for beauty represented here.

Sincerely,

Mrs. Gloria Rabinowitz

Director of the Art Institute

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A special thank you to Mrs. Gloria Rabinowitz and Mrs. Marci Karoll for their invaluable help.

~Editor-in-ChiEf~

Deborah Guterman

~AssoCiAtE Editors~

Tabi Fink

Michal Leibowitz

~Art Editor~

Ruchie Gross

~AssoCiAtE Art Editor~

Mindy Schwartz

stAff

Zoë Rothstein

Danielle Bayer

Shira Weinberg

Chloe Haber

Shoshana Guterman

Miriam Isakov

Leah Nouriyelian

Gitit Bachiry

Talia Edelman

Shira Levy

Elianna Sharvit

Malkah Manouel

Daniella Bressler

Rachel Fried

Tali Greenberg

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Table of Contents

Writing:

It’s Strange 1

Michal Auerbach

Just Say It 2

Jordana Weissman

My Class Essay 2

Avital Habshush

Start at the Bottom 3

Chayah Rosenblum

Emotions 3

Chloe Haber

Writer’s Block 4

Avital Habshush

Forever Watched 5

Tami Berman

The Walls 6

Renee Wietschner

Consequences 7

Kayla Klein

Ode to Peace 9

Kayla Klein

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We Lost Everything 10

Ariella Freedman

Red 10 Sharon Itzhakov

Israel In Smiles 11

Tali Greenberg

The Land 11

Esther Moriah Khalili Gilead

Silence 12

Yael Mayer

The Life of the Jaded 13

Chloe Haber

The Students 14

Michal Leibowitz

A Central Girl’s Dream 16

Faygie Feiner

The Voyage of a Sunset 16

Shaina Dier

Sweet Dreams 17

Daniella Bressler

The Night-Lily 18

Eli Sharvit

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The Morning Star 19

Gitit Bashiry

Sleep 20

Tali Greenberg

Fears 20

Daniela Layliev

The Music Within Us All 21

Evelyn Abramov

Solitude 21

Sindy Fried

Nature’s Emotions 22

Daniela Farzadfar

Sunset 23

Lily Ottensoser

My Dear One 23

Eden Takhalov

A Privileged Soul 24

Sophia Adler

Start Again 25

Hudy Rosenberg

Expressions 25

Chana Setareh Shenas

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Something 26

Michal Leibowitz

Break? 29

Ruth Malkah Rohde

And Then We Get UP 30

Deborah Guterman

Double Ribbons 31

Talia Levy

Run 32

Eden Takhalov

Nowhere 32

Michal Leibowitz

Through The Years 34

Evelyn Abramov

My Façade 35

Deborah Guterman

I Can See 36

Eli Sharvit

A Search for Direction 37

Faygie Feiner

Coming, Going 38

Golda Aharon

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Graduation 39

Nili Greenberg

Illustrations

Cover -1

Ruchie Gross and Mindy Schwartz

Writer’s Block 4

Ruchie Gross

Ode to Peace 9

Deborah Guterman

Silence 12

Eli Sharvit

The Students 14

Sarah Levovitz

The Night Lily 18

Daniella Farzadfar

Morning Star 19

Danielle Bresslar

Nature’s Emotions 22

Danielle Bresslar

Double Ribbons 31

Ruchie Gross

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Nowhere 33

Hudy Rosenberg

My Façade 35

Hudy Rosenberg

I Can See 36

Sarah Levovitz

Graduation 39

Mindy Schwartz

Art

Self Portrait

Eden Takhalov 41

Mask

Stephanie Raphael 42

Mask

Avigail Ziegler 42

Letter Design

Gitit Bashiry 43

Letter Design

Limor Brody 43

Letter Design

Amanda Komsky 44

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Letter Design

Shifra Miller 44

Abstract Painting

Ruchie Gross 45

Abstract Painting

Amanda Komsky 46

Abstract Painting

Renee Weitschner 46

Mezuzot

Sarah Levovitz, Malkah Manouel 47

Mezuzot

Atara Levine, Eli Sharvit 47

Tree

Stephanie Raphael 48

Tree

Miriam Zisman 49

Decorated Letter

Malkah Manouel 50

Decorated Letter

Sarah Levovitz 51

Decorated Letter

Atara Levine 52

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Cartoon Heads

Bracha Rosenberg 53

Cartoon Heads

Miriam Kreisler 53

Cartoon Heads

Shaindy Goldsmith 54

Cartoon Heads

Elizabeth Kikov 54

Fashion Design- Blouse

Sarah Levovitz 55

Fashion Design- Blouse

Malkah Manouel 56

Fashion Design- Figure

Sarah Levovitz 57

Abstract Painting

Amanda Komsky 58

Abstract Painting

Chana Goldhammer 59

Abstract Painting

Donna Aharon 59

Still Life

Eden Takhalov 60

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It’s Strange All you see is yours.

Came from your eyes To your brain

To be processed by you And understood through your

Experiences.

But how do you look at them? The same sights Go to their eyes

To their brain To be processed by them

And understood differently

Even when they tell you what they see Do you really get it

When you say you do?

When you say you “Know how it feels”

Do you really? Because it’s impossible.

It’s strange.

You think you can get them But you can’t.

So why do you think you do?

-Michal Auerbach

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Just Say It Is it so hard to say just what you mean,

Without rhyme or imagery? Sonnet, limerick, and haiku, Almost never impromptu. For a hero, he is blessed,

His true feelings he can express. Admit what you feel without ambiguity,

Instead of hiding it all in poetry.

-Jordana Weissman

In Class Essay Your teacher is quite generous

And says: “Write what you desire.” Just the thought makes you confused and

Gross! You begin to perspire. Myriad ideas run through your mind,

The world is yours to write. You’re flabbergasted, what do you do,

The befuddlement turns you white. The choice is yours and yours alone,

Write about something profound. Socrates, Plato, take your pick,

Or maybe why chocolate is brown.

-Avital Habshush

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Start at the Bottom Start from the bottom.

So the question is why don’t we It’d be something we would just disregard.

Getting used to it wouldn’t be hard. Upwards our words will flow.

Let’s put it in practice. When we should say below.

We say line upon line, Then that’s what to our kids we’d impart.

If we were used to writing upwards instead, Who decided that would be smart?

Why do we start from the top of the page?

Chayah Rosenblum

Emotions How are you supposed to feel

When your decision brings relief and regret in the same moment When your emotions fill galaxies

And the range of your convictions Crosses from one plane to the next

Your reaction to something mundane

Is a spark – it barely fills a room But a reaction to the unknown

Fills worlds with its conflicted feelings -Chloe Haber

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Writer’s Block Syntax issues get in the way

You don’t know how to say… The word is almost here but…

All of a sudden I just don’t know what… The idea is there but it will not… On the paper there’s just a dot

The pen’s in hand, but you’re stuck on… Wait it’s here! Oh man, it’s gone.

-Avital Habshush

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Forever Watched The principal is watching

Sit up, pull skirt down, look in siddur

The teacher is watching Open up book, put phone away, take out pen

The boss is watching

Pick up phone, type few words, get coffee

Your parent is watching Watch language, be respectful, obey request

The coach is watching

Run a lap, do a stretch, take a shot

With the rest of time…Is that your own? What do you do when Hashem is watching?

-Tami Berman

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The Walls These walls have witnessed too much. The screams, terrors, pains, and sorrows

Each father, mother, sister, and brother struggled to stay alive Trapped in a dark place called Majdanek.

These walls have witnessed too much.

All hopes, dreams, and aspirations…….shattered. Their only hope, the one thing they clung to,

The only thing they had was the thought of survival.

These walls have seen too many tears shed, including my own. The ground they surround is dark and lifeless. There is not a single bird or butterfly in sight.

There is nothing beautiful to be seen.

The only thing to hear is silence There’s so much death, it’s all too dark

Made tangible in the ash pit from the thousands upon thousands Of Fathers, Mothers, Sisters and Brothers

Who had hopes, dreams and aspirations.

Yet we were massacred at the hands of sadists. Zachor- I will never forget

-Renee Wietschner

(This poem was inspired by Julie Golicks poem- “Echos”)

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Consequences I have yet to see the world When war does not exist,

When we are lacking graves, And both sides don’t persist. I have yet to read the paper,

And find only good things. All I see are hate crimes, And what disaster brings.

I have yet to glance outside, To see my neighbors talking.

The doors are locked, the windows shut. They ignore my knocking.

Now picture this: A world of Paradise,

Where there’s no end Of fire or of ice.

A world where sons And brothers don’t enlist. A world I've come to fear

Will not exist. A world where there's no sadness

When the old move on. A world with only love;

The hate is gone. But Paradise is lost,

And it’s very hard to grapple That it’s all because the first two ate

A juicy, blood red apple. -Kayla Klein

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Ode to Peace Down the winding path unknown,

Where seeds of brothers’ fights have grown, Where, united, men all stand alone,

Their fates are sealed and tightly sewn, And in their cries, their passions thrown,

The soldiers walk the land. Fighting for a common cause,

The lonely men don’t stop and pause, With baring teeth and ready claws, For battle, their feet give applause,

How much can they withstand?

They wear their hearts upon their sleeves, And through the crowd do their swords weave,

Finding throats and chests to cleave, Fighting for what they believe,

For fallen men, no time to grieve, Don’t let them die for naught. Slashing through the open air, Leaving eyes to blankly stare,

Behind them lies dust of despair, In life and war, nothing’s fair,

There can be no second thought.

Each side trying hard to win, And rapidly the armies thin, The waning silences the din,

And all that’s left is what has been, It’s time a new world must begin,

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Leave the past behind. But for those laid to rest, they lie

Beneath the sodden ground and nigh, Their brothers trying not to cry, And never shall their spirits die,

For they are intertwined.

And after all is said and done, Neither side has lost or won,

Left of what they had, there’s none, Bodies lacking graves, a ton,

Now beneath the white-hot sun, Forever war must cease.

Thereafter they must start anew, Fresh plants arise where old ones grew,

Together they will make it through, This time of grief they will subdue,

Begin, the Age of Peace - Kayla Klein

Deborah Gutermsn

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We Lost Everything “We’ve lost everything” was all we could think

“Everything we’ve ever owned, all gone in a blink.” It all happened so quickly, with no time to prepare

Shocked by complete chaos- all I could do was stare I watched as darkness consumed my whole world

My past and my future disappearing- in one moment it all whorled I couldn’t see clearly, I could do nothing but worry

But after some time I saw along with that comes only fury Upon this awakening I saw I was not robbed in entirety:

I just had to reassess what was my priority For I know love and hope can never be taken

And now, for forever, my world can never be shaken. -Ariella Freedman

Red Red used to be my favorite color,

צבע אדום, צבע אדוםNow, those two small words are what scare me most.

When I hear them, I don’t think, I RUN! I run for my life!

And before I know it I’m in a bomb shelter Surrounded by scared people just like myself, Who live with this horror every day of our lives.

I pray for the day when this will no longer be my reality. I pray for the day when red will be my favorite color again.

-Sharon Itzhakov

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Israel In Smiles As small as a boy surrounded by giants,

That is how Israel is compared to her neighbors. As weak as a caterpillar in its cocoon,

That is how others think of Israel. As incorrect as a child challenging his father,

That is how those others are. For,

As strong as a lion when he roars, That is how Israel is in battle.

As brave as a knight fighting for his love, That is how Israel is for her nation.

As persevering as a hiker climbing the tallest mountain, That is how Israel is in keeping her country safe.

And as loving as a man is for his wife, That is how we are for Israel.

-Tali Greenberg

The Land Knowing all my life that His place has lived through history,

That glorious place forever flowing with milk and honey. Feeling the spiritual greatness of this chosen land,

The one the God protects with His hands. Now, I know this land and its nation have lived through the ages,

I know that this is all written in God’s holy pages. This gift, this present that is endowed upon me,

I can see the true beauty that is given to the nation I call my family.

-Esther Moriah Khalili-Gilead

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Silence Silence.

It is the most and least tangible matter known to man.

In the void of speech, silence, thick and heavy, fills the emptiness.

It creeps up amid the chatter; it stalks the frivolous conversation.

It seeps into thoughtful discussion, weighty with reflection.

It flows freely through the philosophical engagement.

It tempers the noise; it scatters the scream of consciousness; it brings

trumpeted gossip to a murmur.

Of all the sounds in the world, there is none that is louder than

Silence.

-Yael Mayer

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The Life of the Jaded I need inspiration

Some kind of motivation So I call on sadness And not on elation

‘Cause sorrow is stronger And yes it lasts longer

Than feelings of happiness That cause the mind to wander

I want a new sensation Some kind of revelation

A faith, a raison To give me concentration

‘Cause I’ve become jaded My spirit has faded

I’m long done searching But I am not sated

I’m hunting through the ocean

I’m yearning for devotion ‘Cause love is the only thing

That remains of emotion I will live forever

It doesn’t matter whether I pass here or stay here ‘Cause love is my tether

I’ll hold to the reverie And hold on to every Happiness and sorrow And live in the memory

-Aviva Haber

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The Students They move like

The dead

They eat like Starving lions

They drink like

They have never seen water before

The skin under their eyes is Permanently purple

And

The greasy sheen on their hair never seems to

Fade

And

Whenever you speak they look like they are Far away

They turn and you see the load that they carry

Every day on their backs

Everywhere on their shoulders

It is bigger than

Sisyphus’ boulder

It is heavier than Atlas’ world

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The longer you watch them

The more you realize

That they must not be

Human

At all

-Michal Leibowitz

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A Central Girl’s Dream I am running, my legs moving involuntarily

It is as if a monster is chasing me scarily My heart is racing, my head pounding

But all I can hear is my stomach growling I can see it, only a few feet away

What a great ending to such a lousy day I’ve reached my goal, and I pick up the slice

One piece of pizza, two pieces, thrice Still starving, I go in for one more bite

Just then, my eyes open, it’s the middle of the night “What a great dream,” I thought in my head

“I’ll go have some pizza then get back to bed.”

-Faygie Feiner

The Voyage of a Sunset

As day concludes once again,

For everything has an end. Some may look and see in sorrow;

Some may take pleasure for tomorrow, It stretches far reaching every eye

Steals a breath, returns a sigh. It’s a farewell but not just yet

For it is the voyage of the sunset.

-Shaina Dier

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Sweet Dreams Sweet dreams,

My little dearest, For the world you are about to open,

Is yours.

Here, everything is here, Your own world, It’s so beautiful!

Time, and space, doesn’t matter.

You’re here, in your own dream world, So free and alive!

Never care to say goodbye!

But at one point, you must awake, To the real world, which you might hate.

But you must know, throughout this time,

Soon you’ll be back, Your fairytales will come back to life!

You’ll feel exotic, and once again free, There’s nowhere else you’d rather be!

But once again, you’ll have to awake, To the world where you possibly hate,

But always know that little thing, Your dreams are waiting, ringing.

-Daniella Bressler

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The Night-Lily

A lily on a pad, in a pond. The moon reflecting off the shallow, blue, water.

The green edges of the lily pad curve, Into the round reflection of the moon.

The pink and white night-lily sits, Open to the light of the moon.

It waits for the sunshine, It is mistaken, for it will never come.

A new day will dawn,

But the sun sets upon the night-lily. I often wonder,

How it can stand to just sit there, Right in the middle of the tranquil pond.

To know that doom is impending, But still oblivious it sits to the world,

Waiting for the dawn to break, For morn to come.

If only we were like this lily,

Well, we’d all be sitting Awaiting death With open arms.

Just like the night-lily does.

-Eli Sharvit

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The Morning Star The moon and the stars,

Are hiding behind clouds. With the country so far,

And the city so loud. Looking up, you see the lights, Wondering what they can be.

There are so many amazing sights, But the stars are all you can see.

As you walk down the path, You smile and smell the fresh air. The stars appear to take a bath,

We stop our walk and stare. The morning star will rise,

The boats will sail through the lake. The burning sun will never die,

And once again the morning star will awake.

-Gitit Bashiry

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Sleep

Dreams. A place to get away.

Imagine. Let your mind be free.

Adventure. You never know what is around the corner.

Explore. Find things you never have before.

Relax. It all comes naturally.

Sleep. Time for peace of mind.

-Tali Greenberg

Fears As I feel butterflies in my stomach,

I can hear my heart pound. Running through the woods,

Hoping to be found. While I pull my braid,

I want to scream. I feel so afraid,

Then I realize it was only just a dream.

- Daniela Layliev

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The Music Within Us All Constantly singing, continuously pumping

Life into our souls Day in day out, day in day out Never resting, never stopping

Unlike any other music The heart’s melody is never ending As it pumps blood into our arteries

And receives it from our veins It circulates the life within us

Every breath we take The music of the heart

Heard by all, known by all Bringing hope into our lives

And happiness into thoughts

-Evelyn Abromav

Solitude I grazed in the sand swiftly,

Listening to the cold ocean’s breeze As I think to myself Of all the wonders, Of all the miracles,

There must be in history Under all this stone.

There must be memories Under all this water.

There must be dreams, That never died,

That live here, On the beach today.

~Sindy Fried

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Nature’s Emotions The bright sky turns gray and pale Fills with clouds and seems so frail.

The clouds begin to cry like the eyes of a soul. The mood and the air changes, becoming scared and cold

Tears drip down Mother Nature’s face, one by one. My cheeks become moist and my soul weighs a ton

Rain drops, tears drip, drip,drip and shower the ugly, the anger, the guilt

It hits the ground and seems to first make the flowers wilt

But air rushes, blowing softly, pushing away the clouds and the pain. The sound of the soothing ocean like a peaceful song, is beautiful

and plain The plants absorb the magic, beautiful to see

Oh, what the world could truly be

-Daniela Farzadfar

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Sunset I look into the sunset

I see my day develop As time goes on

The sky filled with orange, purple, pink

The different emotions I go through

Changing patterns emerge in the sky

A rollercoaster Of a long day

Today’s sunset was beautiful

I wonder what tomorrow’s sunset will be

-Lily Ottensoser

My Dear One Let me tell you a story, dear one,

About the man who died. He always did what he was told, dear one,

And, willingly, gave his own life. He never questioned authority, dear one,

He never thought for himself. Following orders was a priority, dear one,

Left his options back on a shelf. When questioned about his obedience, dear one,

When asked if it was wise, He’d reply with the words of another, dear one,

Stand tall, and fervently cry: “Theirs is not to make reply, Theirs is not to reason why,

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Theirs is but to do and die” Do and die he did, my dear one, With Tennyson’s words on his lips.

Under the orders of another, dear one, Into the valley of death he skipped.

-Eden Takhalov

A Privileged Soul I feel myself smile

As the wind sweeps through my hair As the water runs through my fingers

I look out And see the bright sun

I can’t help but be thankful Because I am here. At this time Because it has all been given

To Me I didn’t ask, I didn’t even think

That beauty is in my reach I feel myself smile A privileged soul

-Sophia Adler

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Start Again Standing in the rain I am free

Free to be anything in a world of possibilities The water washes away my fears and doubts

Rain is falling but the sun is shining As if to say ‘this isn’t the end.’

It’s a new beginning with clean, crisp choices All that I was has brought me here

The good and the bad, happiness and pain The choices I chose and the chances I took

When I get overwhelmed I go outside The rain allows me to start again

-Hudy Rosenberg

Expressions People talk Birds tweet Dogs howl

And floors creek Owls hoot

Ducks quack Water swishes

And wings clap Feet stomp

Winds whistle Trees tremble

And rain stampedes Nails scratch Teeth grind Eyes widen Faces cry

All in hopes of one day’s redemption.

-Chana Setareh Shenas

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Something

We watch the girl with the dead hollow eyes

She walks so

slowly She speaks so

softly She smiles so

rarely

She looks at no one

What’s happened to you?

We ask the girl

Your eyes used to flash off of rolling waves

Your voice used to bring all the robins flocking

Your smile used to melt hearts made of

stone

The girl looks down at the dirt speckled floor

Nothing has happened

she says to the floor I am the same

I am unchanged

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But her voice wavers and we know she is lying What happened to you?

We ask again

You used to dance in the hallways

You used to sing to the trees

You used to look us in the

eyes

The girl looks down

at her blue tinged knees

Nothing has happened she says to her knees

I am the same I am unchanged

But her hands shake and we know she is lying

What happened to you?

We ask one last time.

You used to laugh like fluttering snowflakes

You used to speak above a whisper You used to be so

happy

The girl looks up

at our watchful eyes

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at our waiting ears at our steady hands

She takes a breath that smells of fear

Her mouth opens

and the

words fall

out

Something happened She says to us

Her eyes flick

down Her whole body

quivers a tear

escapes

We open our arms

-Michal Leibowitz

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Break? When you break up, You can’t fall down.

You must pick yourself up off the ground, And put yourself back together now.

You must sew yourself up,

With the heart of your loved ones. Attach yourself

To anger or passion. You must do what you can to survive,

So somehow, you must strive…

You put in all your strength. You try to keep your faith.

This has to be enough. You put in all your stuff!

But if it doesn’t exist,

But if the love, It just won’t persist. It won’t stay strong.

Then will you be here for long?

When you break up, Will you fall down? If you don’t have

Your passions

What happens When you don’t have a string.

What happens If you don’t have a thing on which to cling?

- Ruth Malkah Rohde

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And Then We Get UP Plummeting fast from the mountaintop

And then we get up

Failure seizing our hearts and holding on tight And then we get up

Despair’s cold clutches deep in our bones

And then we get up

Strangling lonesomeness claws at our souls And then we get up

Back-breaking pressure weighs us down

And then we get up

Hurt and battered, betrayed and lost But we will always choose this path

We will always get up

-Deborah Guterman

Ruchie Gross

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Double Ribbons

Survivor of two ribbons One pink, one green

Wasn’t one enough God? What does this mean?

So many questions, too much for a teen

Survivor of two ribbons Little did I know my world has changed

Can she just take a rest? Maybe this was a test?

Oh Mother, you are so brave

Survivor of two ribbons Difficult as can be

Struggles and pain for her and me Watching as a tear fell

But then there was a happy bell

Survivor of two ribbons My mother came back to care

As did my mother’s hair It’s with us for life

Oh why the strife? I’m so thankful for my survivor of two ribbons

-Talia Levy

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Run Run, walk, leap, bound Smile, laugh, cry, crown Sleep, rest, laze, lounge

Learn, study, stress, drown Yes, no, explain, confound

Steal, take, lost, found Reach, stress, ignore, deprive Toil, damage, neglect, survive

Say, promise, swear, lie Pretend, fake, avoid, deny

Starve, succumb, regret, regorge Work, strive, try, forge Come, wait, stay, go

Run, jump, dodge, throw Fix, change, correct, improve

Go, walk, hurry, move Hope, win, succeed, fly Doubt, fail, jump, die.

-Eden Takhalov

Nowhere

Have you ever wondered, what it would feel like To be the hamster

running on a wheel

Pulse racing Blood pumping Breath shallow

Going nowhere

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Have you every wondered, what it would feel like To be the oak tree

standing on a street

Roots tangled Trunk frozen

Leaves falling

Going nowhere

Have you ever wondered, what it would feel like To be the bird

with a broken wing

Body heavy Feathers aching Predators circling

Going nowhere

Have you ever wondered, what it would feel like

To be the girl without a future

Fists clenching Eyes streaming

Dreams crushed

Going nowhere

-Michal Leibowitz

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Through the Years On my first day of Kindergarten, my friend asked me

“What do you want to be when you grow up?” “I want to be a ballerina,” was my answer.

As I entered middle school, my brother asked me “What do you want to be when you grow up?”

To that, I answered, “I am going to be an interior designer.”

When I started high school, my teacher asked me, “What do you want to be?”

“I want to be a doctor,” I replied. My teacher smiled as if he knew something I did not before saying,

“That’s not what I meant.” I stood, puzzled, not sure of what to say.

But now, as I start my first day of college, my professor asks me,

“What do you want to be?” I knew how to reply.

“I want to be me.”

-Evelyn Abramov

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My Facade My façade is everlasting It holds strong and fierce

You will never see through it You will never know my fears

I work hard to uphold it

Sacrifice so much But it is my fortress, my salvation

I cannot make it stop

My façade keeps me sane It doesn’t have to be sincere

I don’t care if it’s real I will never show I’m here

Long after I’m gone my façade will still stand

Just as strong and just as proud No one will have known me

Yet no one will have been wiser

I may have been secluded I may have been trapped

But I was kept safe in my everlasting prison, my essential façade.

-Deborah Guterman

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I Can See I can see the yellow sun in our sky,

So high above the world that it appears to be in a world of its own. I can see the grass below my feet,

Its greenness blinds me so that it leaves a mark in my eyes, I can see the ocean bright and blue,

Teeming with life beneath the surface. I can see the mountains tall and high,

So they can touch the edges of our universe. I can see the kite flying,

Higher into the never – ending blue. I can see the people,

And see the sounds they make. I can see you,

Clearly in my mind. But then I remembered I could never see any of these things,

Except for in my head. All I can see is never ending metal cells.

Running down the halls.

-Eli Sharvit

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A Search for Direction I stand there

paralyzed

People rush by me

but I am alone in my

mind

I can’t decide Which way to go

Which path to take I have no

direction

I think I know what I must do

I’ve made my decision My path is

sure

I walk to the sound of my thudding

heartbeat

No turning back No stopping now

I am taking staircase ‘B’

-Faygie Feiner

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Coming, Going

To ninth grade, I hurdled Combating my fear.

This semester, I am eager To relish my last year.

As Freshmen, we wandered

Through unfamiliar walls. A senior, I stumble

Through puzzling waterfalls.

At fourteen, I fit in Blending with the crowd.

By sixteen, I stand out Dissimilar but proud.

On entrance, I worried

Who’d be friends with me? In leaving, I consider The sisters I received.

This building, it’s all there

The times I’ve laughed and cried. I look back, I smile

I whisper my goodbye.

-Golda Aharon

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Graduation I can’t Believe

It’s almost Over.

Four years. Gone. Friends,

Teachers. Memories.

Will they last? Where will we go? New beginnings. Israel. College. Independence.

Where do I go from here? What comes next?

Can I handle it? Alone?

-Nili Greenberg

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Self-Portrait: (charcoal on paper), Eden Takhalov

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Mask: (Pariscraft), Stephanie Raphael

Mask: (Pariscraft), Avigail Ziegler

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Letter Design: (pencil on paper), Limor Brody

Letter Design: (pencil on paper), Gitit Bashiry

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Letter Design: (pencil on paper), Shifra Miller

Letter Design: (pencil on paper), Amanda Komsky

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Abstract Painting: (Acrylicr), Ruchie Gross

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Abstract Painting: (Acrylicr), Amanda Komsky

Abstract Painting: (Acrylicr), Renee Wietschner

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Mezuzot (Poylmer Clay), Sarah Levovitz, Malkah Manouel

Mezuzot (Poylmer Clay), Atara Levine, Eli Sharvit

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Tree (acrylic on canvas), Stephanie Raphael

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Tree (acrylic on canvas), Miriam Zisman

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Decorated Letter (Watercolor), Malkah Manouel

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Decorated Letter (Watercolor and Craypas), Sarah Levovitz

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Decorated Letter (Watercolor and Craypas), Atara Levine

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Cartoon Heads: (Sharpie), Top to Bottom: Bracha Rosenberg, Miriam Kreisler

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Cartoon Heads: (Sharpie), Top to Bottom: Shaindy Goldsmith, Elizabeth Kikov

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Fashion Design - Blouse: (colored pencil), Sarah Levovitz

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Fashion Design - Blouse: (colored pencil), Malkah Manouel

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Fashion Design - Figure: (colored pencil), Sarah Levovitz

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Abstract Painting: (Acrylic), Amanda Komsky

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Abstract Painting: (Acrylic), Chana Goldhammer

Abstract Painting: (Acrylic), Donna Aharon

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Still Life: (pencil), Eden Takhalov

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