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Naama Raun's Kiddush set includes a blue pitcher with five small individual cups. The pitcher and one of the individual cups sits on a ceramic tray decorated with floral print.

Kiddush Set

This Kiddush set symbolizes my becoming more comfortable in my Jewish identity and finding community because of it.
A gold Jewish star hangs on a necklace chain over a white shirt.

Two Battles, One Identity: Jewish Women Confronting Sexism and Antisemitism

I sought to explore how sexism and antisemitism intertwine and what steps can be taken to address them.
A city bus seen through a pane of glass covered in raindrops. The image is blurry.

Uber Ride Reflections (Why I’m Wearing a Boot)

I have so much to thank my body for, and so many reasons to resent her.
Close-up of a small silver ring in shallow water with sunlight creating wavy ripples across the water's surface

The Ring

Let’s do this, I think, twisting my wedding ring nervously.
The author looks up from the table while her grandfather leads his last seder before his death in 2017.

Preserving My Grandfather’s Passover Legacy

Could I really lead a seder as an 11-year-old? How would I compare to my grandfather? I didn’t think I could fill the space he had left.
Watercolor painting of a green vase filled with flowering orange and red dahlias.

Dahlias

In my home, displaying fresh flowers is one way that we make Shabbat special, reminding us of renewal and growth.
A pair of brown leather sandals, stained with wear, sit atop a wooden crate filled with antique objects.

Shoes (circa 1940)

I can survive another mile. Her feet must have ached too.
Comic illustration of a blond woman striking a pose in front of a pink backdrop. She wears red pants and a blazer with her hair in a high ponytail.

The Lady in Slippers

I created this piece during my AP Art investigation about comic book art.
On a cutting board, there is a Haggadah open to "The Four Sons" section. It is surrounded by a cut apple, a cup of wine, a bowl of cinnamon, and walnuts.

Charoset

I felt like the Simple Child—the little baby who messes up because she doesn’t know what’s going on.
A blurry scene of a city at night. Buildings glow in the darkness.

Static

My thoughts drone on, never ceasing—metronomes piled upon each other, none keeping the same tempo.
A crowd of people in front of a stately building in Philadelphia. One person holds up a sign that says "Hate Has No Home Here."

Hate Has No Home Here

This sign particularly caught my eye because it is the same sign I've had outside my house for a decade now.
A ballerina's pointed feet are shown in a black and white image.

A Poem For Ashlee

Look to the girls who dance around you; their minds are as strong as their ankles on pointe.

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