Cooking with Bubbies – X-ing the GAP
28. (Video) Bruria Cooperman & James MayerAUGUST 3, 2022
“I’m ready for my close-up, Mr. Sandler.” My year of celebrityhood.
My summer of celebrityhood. I’m BOOKED FOR AN AUDITION for the Adam Sandler movie!!!! It started with a text from the psychologist in our family - Daughter #1 - who thought I needed to get out of the house. She suggested I apply as an extra for the Adam Sandler...
JAPAN DIARIES: 1986-1992
INTRODUCTION She was no more than 4 foot 11, a Japanese version of every stereotype we have seen of an Asian woman -- slightly stooped, bowlegged, shuffling along, holding her wicker basket, dressed casually for an afternoon of grocery shopping. Then I caught...
Zoom Interview with Harvey Brownstone
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A TALE OF HORROR-DING AND DEPRIVATION: Finding a Brisket at Pesach
In a speech at Guildhall on 24 November 1992, marking her Ruby Jubilee on the throne, 'she' said: "1992 is not a year on which I shall look back with undiluted pleasure. In the words of one of my more sympathetic correspondents, it has turned out to be an annus...
My 70th Birthday Party Speech
My 70th Birthday Party Speech When we became engaged, Earl told my father to have his rabbi talk with Rabbi Bulka in Ottawa. After the perquisite investigation, Rabbi Green said to my father: Host g’davent git - You prayed well. …. But I think I was the one who...
Humour and the Holocaust
HUMOUR AND THE HOLOCAUST For This I Survived? Children of Survivors Beyond the Trauma. Bruria Lindenberg Cooperman "Tell me Sam. Where did you and my dad meet?" "We went to camp together!" There has to be some laughter, even in hell. They had lived through...
Humour And Trauma
Reprinted from The J.ca: Cross-generational Trauma Of Holocaust Families Eased By Jewish Humour “Along with the events and the trauma of the Holocaust, humour needs to be included in the narrative.” 19 July 202012:57 pm By TheJ.ca Staff "They survived a...
Growing Up In Postwar Canada
For me, being Jewish and growing up in postwar Canada meant being invisible. Every day, I went to school bearing my new Canadian name. Every morning, I stood up and recited the Lord’s Prayer. Once a month, a minister came into my classroom and taught me the bible. At...
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