Should You Talk to Kids About Politics?

I find it funny that even the kids in my children’s BJJ class discuss politics, so every time my kids come back they announce to me whose parents are voting for whom! But really, it shows how heated things have become before this upcoming election. Which brings up a good point: should parents discuss politics with kids?

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Telling Kids to “Listen to the Teacher” Can Backfire

Yesterday I discovered that my 6 year old daughter believes everything her martial arts coach says. I took her to her training session and saw how she and other little kids sat around listening to the coach intently, taking in everything he was saying. Literally everything. When we drove home and talked, I learned something revealing.

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Saving Our Children from the Institution. Dedicated to Alfie Evans.

When you can’t do anything to help a child who is suffering at the hands of an evil system in a faraway land, don’t feel useless. You can do five things: 1) Pray for the child, 2) Hold your own children tighter and do everything you can to protect them, 3) Work hard, make lots of money and donate a sizeable amount to help save other children, 4) Use your voting power to keep a similar evil system from establishing itself in your own country, 5) Write to inspire people to bring about change that will help prevent similar tragedies. I am trying to do all these things. This article, that I write with tears in my eyes, is dedicated to Alfie Evans and his brave parents who became victims of the institutionalized evil.

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The Victory of the Stubborn Minority

It’s now the second day of Hanukkah. We light only two candles out of eight. There’s still more darkness than light. But each day, another candle is added, and soon the lit candles are not a minority anymore. By the time the holiday is over, all the candles are lit.

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My Immigrant Story

“When I came into that empty, stuffy, dirty apartment, I sat on the floor and started crying. I was a lonely scared teenager in a foreign country, and my future seemed uncertain. My family and friends were far away and I didn’t have a phone to call them. Nobody cared about me and I had no one to ask for help. I cried for about an hour; then I stood up and got down to work.”

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