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My very best friend was named Sabra. She was taller than me and very lovely. We were considered the prettiest girls in our group. When we walked together, arm-in-arm, we never noticed anyone else and they would say, “There go the stuck-up ones.” But it wasn't true, we just had so much to talk about!
I wanted to hear what had happened during my long absence. First she told me about one of the girls, Esther, who was older than we were. She was in love with Itzik but he didn't care the least bit about her. Nevertheless she would tell everyone that she was going to marry Itzik. Needless to say, I was shocked but Sabra shrugged her shoulders.
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Editor's Notes: Sabra: derived from the Hebrew word Tzabar [the fruit of the cactus] in its Arabic pronunciation. It is an affectionate term for a person born in the land of Israel.
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