by Anonymous
It's 3:30, the bell rings. All the children in the hall are running to get out. It's the end of the school year and summer holidays are about to begin. Waiting outside, all the children are eager to get home. One boy is waiting quietly for his father to pick him up. Slowly, all his friends leave. A strange man approaches the young boy, “Hey Shmulli! Your father is stuck at work, so he asked me to pick you up.”
Op-Ed: Bad People Can Read Hebrew Too
by Anonymous
It’s 3:30, the bell rings. All the children in the hall are running to get out. It’s the end of the school year and summer holidays are about to begin. Waiting outside, all the children are eager to get home. One boy is waiting quietly for his father to pick him up. Slowly, all his friends leave. A strange man approaches the young boy, “Hey Shmulli! Your father is stuck at work, so he asked me to pick you up.”
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