“Imma ! Guess what!” Yehudis cried as she and David hurried into the kitchen.. “A little girl and her Imma were so poor that they had to wear old , worn-out clothing, and they didn’t even have enough money to buy candy for shabbos!” |
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Her mother listened carefully to the children as they helped her put away the groceries. “Oh, dear!” she said when she had heard the whole story. “What can we do to help them?” “We have to do something,” David chimed in. “Boruch Hashem, we have so many Shabbos treats. Could we share ours with Chana?” |
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