How did I spend my birthday? Protesting for Israel, of course
A couple of years ago, I learned that one or more of my maternal grandmother’s ancestors were Jewish. I guess her family hid this fact out of anti-semitism or embarrassment or the false assumption that it would just be easier to ignore the truth. The rumor of my family’s history has yet to be fully confirmed, but since I found out about this story, I’ve been increasingly interested in the affairs of Israel. As a matter of fact, I was…
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