Bel Kaufman has died. Her maternal grandfather was Sholem Aleichem. Her other grandfather was my great-great-uncle—my great-great-grandfather's older brother, Jacob Kaufman. She was still teaching at 100, writing at 101. I grew up knowing about her, but I never read any of her Yiddish stories, only the famous novel. It's a good novel.
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- 1: Dyna oedd ddoe a dyma yw heddiw
- 2: Ne 'z in ket da gorolliñ
- 3: What could be better? When will we know?
- 4: My old body that you buried with the mud and the timber
- 5: I might fail math if you don't move your shoulder
- 6: With life and so much loss, time has weighted us
- 7: Out in space, coast to coast
- 8: Like a sprig of yarrow caught in the dark
- 9: The moon still rises on everybody else
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