In this issue

Jonathan Tobin: Defending the Right to a Jewish State

Heather Hale: Compliment your kids without giving them big heads

Megan Shauri: 10 ways you are ruining your own happiness

Carolyn Bigda: 8 Best Dividend Stocks for 2015

Kiplinger's Personal Finance editors: 7 Things You Didn't Know About Paying Off Student Loans

Samantha Olson: The Crucial Mistake 55% Of Parents Are Making At Their Baby's Bedtime

Densie Well, Ph.D., R.D. Open your eyes to yellow vegetables

The Kosher Gourmet by Megan Gordon With its colorful cache of purples and oranges and reds, COLLARD GREEN SLAW is a marvelous mood booster --- not to mention just downright delish
April 18, 2014

Rabbi Yonason Goldson: Clarifying one of the greatest philosophical conundrums in theology

Caroline B. Glick: The disappearance of US will

Megan Wallgren: 10 things I've learned from my teenagers

Lizette Borreli: Green Tea Boosts Brain Power, May Help Treat Dementia

John Ericson: Trying hard to be 'positive' but never succeeding? Blame Your Brain

The Kosher Gourmet by Julie Rothman Almondy, flourless torta del re (Italian king's cake), has royal roots, is simple to make, . . . but devour it because it's simply delicious

April 14, 2014

Rabbi Dr Naftali Brawer: Passover frees us from the tyranny of time

Greg Crosby: Passing Over Religion

Eric Schulzke: First degree: How America really recovered from a murder epidemic

Georgia Lee: When love is not enough: Teaching your kids about the realities of adult relationships

Cameron Huddleston: Freebies for Your Lawn and Garden

Gordon Pape: How you can tell if your financial adviser is setting you up for potential ruin

Dana Dovey: Up to 500,000 people die each year from hepatitis C-related liver disease. New Treatment Has Over 90% Success Rate

Justin Caba: Eating Watermelon Can Help Control High Blood Pressure

The Kosher Gourmet by Joshua E. London and Lou Marmon Don't dare pass over these Pesach picks for Manischewitz!

April 11, 2014

Rabbi Hillel Goldberg: Silence is much more than golden

Caroline B. Glick: Forgetting freedom at Passover

Susan Swann: How to value a child for who he is, not just what he does

Cameron Huddleston: 7 Financial Tasks You Should Tackle Right Now

Sandra Block and Lisa Gerstner: How to Profit From Your Passion

Susan Scutti: A Simple Blood Test Might Soon Diagnose Cancer

Chris Weller: Have A Slow Metabolism? Let Science Speed It Up For You

The Kosher Gourmet by Diane Rossen Worthington Whitefish Terrine: A French take on gefilte fish

April 9, 2014

Jonathan Tobin: Why Did Kerry Lie About Israeli Blame?

Samuel G. Freedman: A resolution 70 years later for a father's unsettling legacy of ashes from Dachau

Jessica Ivins: A resolution 70 years later for a father's unsettling legacy of ashes from Dachau

Kim Giles: Asking for help is not weakness

Kathy Kristof and Barbara Hoch Marcus: 7 Great Growth Israeli Stocks

Matthew Mientka: How Beans, Peas, And Chickpeas Cleanse Bad Cholesterol and Lowers Risk of Heart Disease

Sabrina Bachai: 5 At-Home Treatments For Headaches

The Kosher Gourmet by Daniel Neman Have yourself a matzo ball: The secrets bubby never told you and recipes she could have never imagined

April 8, 2014

Lori Nawyn: At Your Wit's End and Back: Finding Peace

Susan B. Garland and Rachel L. Sheedy: Strategies Married Couples Can Use to Boost Benefits

David Muhlbaum: Smart Tax Deductions Non-Itemizers Can Claim

Jill Weisenberger, M.S., R.D.N., C.D.E : Before You Lose Your Mental Edge

Dana Dovey: Coffee Drinkers Rejoice! Your Cup Of Joe Can Prevent Death From Liver Disease

Chris Weller: Electric 'Thinking Cap' Puts Your Brain Power Into High Gear

The Kosher Gourmet by Marlene Parrish A gift of hazelnuts keeps giving --- for a variety of nutty recipes: Entree, side, soup, dessert

April 4, 2014

Rabbi David Gutterman: The Word for Nothing Means Everything

Charles Krauthammer: Kerry's folly, Chapter 3

Amy Peterson: A life of love: How to build lasting relationships with your children

John Ericson: Older Women: Save Your Heart, Prevent Stroke Don't Drink Diet

John Ericson: Why 50 million Americans will still have spring allergies after taking meds

Cameron Huddleston: Best and Worst Buys of April 2014

Stacy Rapacon: Great Mutual Funds for Young Investors

Sarah Boesveld: Teacher keeps promise to mail thousands of former students letters written by their past selves

The Kosher Gourmet by Sharon Thompson Anyone can make a salad, you say. But can they make a great salad? (SECRETS, TESTED TECHNIQUES + 4 RECIPES, INCLUDING DRESSINGS)

April 2, 2014

Paul Greenberg: Death and joy in the spring

Dan Barry: Should South Carolina Jews be forced to maintain this chimney built by Germans serving the Nazis?

Mayra Bitsko: Save me! An alien took over my child's personality

Frank Clayton: Get happy: 20 scientifically proven happiness activities

Susan Scutti: It's Genetic! Obesity and the 'Carb Breakdown' Gene

Lecia Bushak: Why Hand Sanitizer May Actually Harm Your Health

Stacy Rapacon: Great Funds You Can Own for $500 or Less

Cameron Huddleston: 7 Ways to Save on Home Decor

The Kosher Gourmet by Steve Petusevsky Exploring ingredients as edible-stuffed containers (TWO RECIPES + TIPS & TECHINQUES)

Jewish World Review Jan 7, 2013/ 25 Teves, 5773

A lesson in joy for the new year

By Mitch Albom

http://www.JewishWorldReview.com | What are you doing New Year's Eve? It's an invitation. A famous song. And last week, for me, it was actually an issue.

For the first time, I was not in the U.S. on Dec. 31. I had gone by myself to Haiti to be with the children of an orphanage our charity operates, because illness and vacation had depleted the staff.

Don't get me wrong. It's not a hardship assignment. The kids are delightful, a joy to be with. But New Year's Eve in America sort of lays itself out. You're either going to a restaurant (get there early), going to a club (stay there late), going to a party (get a designated driver) or staying home and saying, "I'll watch the ball drop and go to bed."

None of those was an option in Haiti. For the kids at the orphanage -- particularly the nearly two dozen recent arrivals between ages 3 and 8 -- there was no tradition. I found this out during breakfast, when I yelled out, "Good morning! Who knows what today is?"

"Monday!" they yelled back.

"OK. Yes. Monday. But what else?"

Blank stares.

"New Year's Eve!" I gushed. "The last day of the year! And who knows what tomorrow is?"

"Tuesday!" they yelled.

So this was going to be a challenge.

Now, planning New Year's Eve for the 10-and-younger crowd requires originality. First, I had to tell what the holiday meant. I explained the calendar. I explained that "today will be 2012, but tomorrow will be 2013."

Not sure that one got through.

Then I spoke about New York City, Times Square, the midnight tradition of watching the ball drop down a pole. "And do you know what happens when the ball reaches the bottom?" I asked.

"It explodes!" one boy yelled.

"No. People hug and sing."

"And then it explodes?"

"No. It never explodes."

"Oh." He seemed disappointed.

Still, it gave me an idea. I asked one of the older kids whether there was someplace we could buy sparklers.

"Yes. A man up the street sells them."

Great. You can't get your water turned on in Haiti, but there's a man up the street selling sparklers.

"How much will 25 cost?" I asked.

"Maybe $2."

Done. And to make dinner special, we found a place that made pizza and chocolate cake. This constitutes a major indulgence at the orphanage, and once the kids found out, they were bouncing off their feet.

Remember, most of these children had been living in tents since the 2010 earthquake. Their floors had been mud; their food, a cup of rice or beans. Coming from that, eating at a table outside with dozens of other kids -- pizza and cake, no less -- was a major celebration. The sun went down; the chairs were arranged; we picked up the food. Never mind that we had ordered 10 cheese pizzas, and when we opened them, not a single one was a cheese pizza. It's Haiti. You take what you get.

Prayers were sung. The chocolate cake was cut and distributed, with the kids smearing frosting on their fingers. You could have pointed a camera anywhere and gotten a shot to make you melt.

Then, finally, we lined everyone up near a flower bed, where we'd placed the 25 sparklers, and told them to close their eyes. When their eyes opened, they had mini fireworks at knee level. When the last sparkler went out, it would be the new year. (OK. So it was only 8:15 p.m. Time moves differently in the islands.)

I had an iPad and played "Auld Lang Syne," and I began to sing it, and some of the kids, who adore singing, started to "la-la-la" the melody, until it sounded like: "Should auld, la-la-la, be forgot, la!"

The final sparkler extinguished, the kids jumped up and down, we all yelled, "Happy New Year!" and everyone hugged.

A few minutes later, the kids were in bed. And if you've ever seen a child fall asleep smiling, you know how it makes you feel. To see poor children do so is almost indescribable.

I spent the next few hours pretty much alone. The Haitian skies were lit by stars. Our whole celebration had cost what one ticket to a New Year's Eve bash costs at home. But I'll remember it a lot longer.

About the only downside, to one kid anyhow, is that nothing exploded.

There's always next year.

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