Lesson: The Art of Holding Doors

From a very young age, my parents taught me to always hold the door for the person behind you. I never really thought of it as something that could teach me a lesson when I became older. One Spring day close to the end of seventh grade, I was walking back from my flute lesson in the Arts Center to the middle school building. Being one of the youngest kids in my school, I tried to keep contact with upper schoolers limited because only a few actually took time from their day to wave to me in the hallways. As I pushed through the doors I saw a few kids on their way in. It was clear from the distance that was between them that they we not walking together.…
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Charles River Watershed

Thanks to my friend Jodi who's bat mitzvah is shortly after mine, I am starting my summer of Mitzvot off strong with a morning spent on the Charles River removing invasive plants. The plants we were specifically looking for were water chestnuts. There were two people to each boat. I only knew two people that were from my Hebrew School out of about twenty three, so my options were limited. I decided to go with my friend Rina, and I took the back because since I had grown up on a lake, I had plenty of experience. We paddled out to a small, closed off section of the river that was heavily inhabited with lily pads. The two instructors that led the group looked to be only about sixteen. I…
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