2024 NATIONAL MEDAL
for Museum and Library Service Finalist

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Adults

The Businessman & the Poet

A poet and a businessman were standing at the end of a long bread line. The businessman kept looking at his wristwatch and squinting toward the front of the line. The poet was observing everything—other people, puffs of cloud overhead, the texture of gravel underfoot.
The businessman said to the poet, “Ugh! Don’t you hate how much of the day is wasted waiting for things?”
The poet responded, “I’m not waiting. I’m living.”

El diablo

Magenta is a gentle dog. Because she’s a fierce barker, Ilan nicknamed her El Diablo. On a recent walk, Magenta and Leah met him and Isabella and their dogs Ziti and Dahlia. Ilan was nervous; he didn't believe Magenta would play with their two dachshunds. Surprise! The doggy trio sniffed, played and walked together. “Amazing,” Ilan announced. ”Magenta needs a new nickname. She's no longer El Diablo. She is now Cachorrita, little puppy.”

note: cachorrita is Spanish feminine for puppy.

Growing Up Jewish in Shanghai

Lena Feld, a Brandeis National Committee member, was born in Shanghai, and currently lives in Metuchen. She will share her extraordinary life stories with us. Lena's grandparents settled in Shanghai fleeing pogroms in Russia, but by the time Mao Zedong established the People's Republic, her family left China. Many insights from Lena's past relate to current times.

Inexperienced

Inexperienced by Carol Smith (a Short Story Contest entry) 

 

 

The red and white sail catches the wind and the sunfish flies across Barnegat Bay. With my brother at the rudder, we’re two kids having fun, learning something new. Time to turn. Quick, duck. Come about, come about, come about! Blast. In the bay. Hey brother, come back for me!

Who Knew

Who Knew by Veronica Sudia (a Short Story Contest entry) 

 

 

Everyone thought she was an altruistic and extremely forgiving person.

 

She was described as patient and merciful.

She spoke little, but observed much.

She spent little and saved less for she was a very charitable woman.

She smiled rarely and cried even less, but the tears flowed within.

Forgive her for not revealing who she truly was for she was never asked for forgiveness and it was never granted.

No one knew her.

Inexperienced

The red and white sail catches the wind and the sunfish flies across Barnegat Bay. With my brother at the rudder, we’re two kids having fun, learning something new. Time to turn. Quick, duck. Come about, come about, come about! Blast. In the bay. Hey brother, come back for me!