Stop playing with my heart.
Amidst my packing the apartment, my husband calls to me: “Looks like you got too sad too early.” Lecturers’ strike ends “The Coordinating Council of the Faculty Associations and the Treasury have come...
View ArticleThe final final.
I don’t want to make promises, because you just never know over here… But I’m %99.99 sure that I just finished my last ever final at Bar Ilan University… …And I totally rocked it. Take that, Ethical...
View ArticleLizrael Update: school keeps on truckin'.
I know it’s been a while since I properly updated with the whole fancy ‘lizrael update’ subject line. And this is likely to be quick, since it concerns school. Some days I’m soclose to finishing my...
View ArticleA little late, but a lizrael update.
Haven’t done this in a while, but here goes. Aliyah At this point, I’ve been living in Israel for three and a half years. Seems like so much longer… I can now count ‘old friends’ I had when I first...
View ArticleProgress.
Here’s how you know you’ve developed as a student over years of Israeli grad school: First semester of Israeli grad school, three long years ago, you were told to write an end-of-term paper using the...
View ArticleThe lizrael update I've been waiting for.
Don’t know about you, but I can speak for myself, my husband, my family, some of my closer friends, and probably some coworkers and ex coworkers when I say that this is the lizrael update I’ve been...
View ArticleA degree in degree-getting.
So a couple weeks ago I shared the latest Bar Ilan update that standing between me and my diploma was a ptur in English. One moment; allow me to rephrase that… Approximately one fortnight ago, yours...
View ArticleBar Ilan University has shut its doors…
…and it’s libraries, laboratories and offices. I just got a notice; if you’re a student it might interest you: בשל שביתת המרצים הבכירים הופסקה באופן מעשי פעילות ההוראה של הסגל הבכיר באוניברסיטאות זה כ-...
View ArticleTwenty Years
Political Violence (part 1) It took place in an off-the-beaten path classroom, not a modern lecture hall. We were maybe 30 students, and the few times we had met before – maybe it was two? Three? – we...
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