Fellows’ Reflections

Jacob Unger (’19)

Posted on August 24, 2020

I’m colorblind. Often, it’s hard to tell exactly what I’m missing out on. I’m frequently told, “Oh, it’s such a beautiful flower, too bad you can’t see it,” yet it’s impossible for me to imagine seeing the world in a way that I cannot fathom seeing it. About three years ago, my mom eagerly brought Continue Reading »

Simone Rothstein (’19)

Posted on August 24, 2020

I had never recited the Mourner’s Kaddish before last year. The words came smoothly, the pain flowing past my lips. In my shul, and in shuls of all denominations around Pittsburgh, we recited eleven names every Shabbos. Later that year I added one more to my mental list. The first funerals I ever attended occurred Continue Reading »

Tal Mars (’19)

Posted on August 24, 2020

A Summary of My Personal Experience on Bronfman, Told Through 20 Haikus I have found my truth. Trivial and without use. No truth to be found. Go Pro sensory. The blue is beautiful sky. Nutella breakfast. Travelling lady. I’m nomadic with luggage. Bus, carry my doubt. Ask me a question. Are we there yet? Are Continue Reading »

Eli Buchdahl (’19)

Posted on August 24, 2020

Bronfman, as we fellows have noted from nearly our first day, is quite difficult to pin down. Over the summer, we joked that we never understood it, and afterwards, attempting to summarize it to an outsider was impossible. The text studies, the intense conversations, the sleep deprivation, the horrible food, the spiritual release of Shabbat Continue Reading »