We'd rather stay in the Diaspora and fight for our liberation

[sovay]

There were over thirty people in my parents' house this evening, along with an uncounted quantity of latkes and one accordion. Every time I sat down, the doorbell rang. My sister-in-law arrived with extra potatoes halfway through. My mother lit the first night's candle for the children, all of them. My hair still smells like frying. I think our Hanukkah party was a success.