Gyuri knows he shouldn't be bothering these people so soon after arriving here but he can't help it anymore. He keeps dreaming of the camps, particularly the night they hung the escapees. He never sees anything in those dreams, he just hears the rabbi standing next to him start saying Kaddish with one prisoner after another picking it up until the ( Read more... )

*it's that time again! enter Henny in winter holiday finery* Happy Hanukkah, everyone! Who wants latkes?

My, Jewish holidays sure do come in bunches! Tomorrow night is the beginning of Succos, a harvest festival. An important part of the holiday is the Succah, a little wooden hut decorated with leaves and fruit and things. Does anyone want to help me build one? *beams*

Tonight is the beginning of Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement. Does anyone have anything that they're sorry for?

*bounces in, carrying a large tray* L'Shanah Tovah, everyone! Happy New Year! *she sets the tray on a table and uncovers it - on it is a bowl of honey surrounded by apple slices* I didn't see anyone else around here making apples and honey, so I thought I'd do it. Help yourselves!

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I GOT A TRAMPOLINE! ^______________________________________^!!!!!!!


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*the ukulele music begins and swells like an ominous thunder, her light humming only adding to the suspense. Who shall it be today? She weaves through and searches, bedecked in flowers and a pinstripe jumper and dangling earrings shaped like treble clefs. Humming and strumming and searching...*

...*success! She stops and inhales dramatically*

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