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September 22, 2010

Ancient synagogue uncovered in Jordan Valley

A 1,500-year-old Samaritan synagogue was uncovered in the Jordan Valley.

The remains of the synagogue and a farm were discovered earlier this month near Beit Shean during an archaeological excavation by the Israel Antiquities Authority. The excavation, which was funded by the Israeli Ministry of Construction and Housing, was undertaken before enlarging a residential neighborhood.

The building includes a rectangular hall that faces southwest toward Mount Gerizim, the holiest site in the Samaritan religion. The floor of the hall was a colorful mosaic decorated with a geometric pattern. The farmhouse was composed of a central courtyard surrounded by storerooms; its southern part features a residence, guest hall and industrial installations.

According to the antiquities authority, the temple was built at the end of the fifth century CE and remained until the eve of the Muslim conquest in 634 CE, when the Samaritans abandoned the complex.

It is the third Samaritan temple discovered in the Beit Shean area.

“The synagogue that is currently being revealed played an important part in the lives of the farmers who inhabited the surrounding region, and it served as a center of the spiritual, religious and social life there,” said Walid Atrash and Yaakov Harel, directors of the excavation for the antiquities authority.

Samaritanism is an Abrahamic religion closely related to Judaism that follows the Samaritan Torah, which adherents say is what the ancient Israelites practiced before the Babylonian Exile.

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L.A. donors play role in Israeli settlement

The city of Ariel is home to 19,000 Israelis, a university center of 12,000 students and a growing industrial park with 27 factories employing thousands of workers. The city’s backers describe Ariel as beautiful, diverse, peaceful. One repeat American visitor said, “It’s like driving into some San Diego suburb.”

But Ariel, whose nearly completed performing arts center recently became the subject of protest, is a Jewish settlement located in the heart of the West Bank, about 10 miles east of the pre-1967 border of Israel. It is within a region that may or may not become part of a future Palestinian state, because although Ariel is within commuting distance of Jerusalem and Tel Aviv, two other major municipalities are geographically closer to the city-size settlement: the Palestinian cities of Nablus and Ramallah.

Established in 1978, Ariel has been aided in its growth by many generous American philanthropists, including a number from the Los Angeles Jewish community. Ariel Mayor Ron Nachman makes frequent trips to Los Angeles to raise funds for and awareness of Ariel. On his last visit here, he spoke from the bimah at Sinai Temple to nearly 1,000 congregants on a Shabbat morning.

Nachman, mayor since 1985, has done much to help cultivate relationships with Americans, who have dramatically strengthened Ariel and the Ariel University Center (AUC). Among the supporters are some of Los Angeles’ most well-known Jewish philanthropists. Real estate developer Larry Field estimates that he and his late wife, Eris, have given “a couple of million” dollars to the American Friends of Ariel over the past 15 years. Gifts from the Milken Family Foundation and the Lowell Milken Family Foundation to Ariel and the Ariel University Center add up to more than $2 million in 2006 and 2007 alone.

In late August, a group of Israeli theater professionals announced they would not appear at Ariel’s new performing arts center because of its West Bank location. The boycott set off a heated debate in Israel, made a few headlines internationally and recently garnered support from some American Jewish actors and writers.

Ariel’s supporters in Los Angeles, however, dismiss the controversy, and despite ongoing peace talks between Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu and Palestinian Authority President Mahmoud Abbas that could potentially redraw the boundaries of Israel, none seriously believe that Ariel will ever change hands.

“I think it’s nonsense,” Field said. “Even the Palestinians, in their last two times of drawing up what the West Bank would look like if it was given over to them, Ariel was one of the two major cities that was taken out of it.”

“Ariel is indeed within the consensus community,” said Avi Zimmerman, executive director of American Friends of Ariel. The understanding that Ariel is certain to remain part of Israel in any two-state settlement has helped to guide the L.A.-based philanthropists in their work. “We look at Ariel as part of the State of Israel, because the government of Israel looks at Ariel as part of the State of Israel,” said Richard Sandler, executive vice president of the Milken Family Foundation and chairman of the board of The Jewish Federation of Greater Los Angeles. (The upper campus of AUC is known as the Milken Family Campus.)

Others disagree. “Any assertion that a settlement is a matter of national consensus is questionable, since the settlements are the most controversial subject on the Israeli national agenda,” Israeli journalist Gershom Gorenberg wrote in an e-mail to The Jewish Journal. Gorenberg is the author of “The Accidental Empire: Israel and the Birth of the Settlements, 1967-1977” (Times Books, 2006). “Keeping Ariel as part of Israel would mean having a finger of Israeli territory sticking into the West Bank,” Gorenberg wrote. “Whatever the odds on keeping other blocs in Israeli hands, the chances of keeping Ariel are lower.”

Ariel isn’t the largest urban center beyond the Green Line. Ma’aleh Adumim’s population was just under 35,000 in 2008, and many tens of thousands of Israelis live in parts of East Jerusalem that were captured by Israel in 1967. But Ariel is more distant from cities within Israel’s pre-1967 borders than are these other developed areas.

Given the popular conception of what settlements look like, foreign visitors are often surprised by Ariel. Morton Klein, president of the Zionist Organization of America, has taken U.S. senators and congressmen to Ariel. “They are always shocked that these are real cities,” Klein said of Ariel and the other large settlements in the West Bank. “They have these images of tents and one-room housing. They are shocked these are real cities — with schools and shopping centers.”

David N. Myers, chairman of UCLA’s history department, said that turning Ariel and other settlements into “real cities” is part of a broader effort to make Ariel feel “normal.” Ariel, Myers wrote in an e-mail, “has attempted to fashion itself as the ideal suburban bedroom community, and been quite successful. […] This work of normalization owes in no small part to the efforts of Ron Nachman. … He has repeatedly made the argument that Ariel is Israel no less than Tel Aviv, and Israeli politicians, for the most part, have listened.”

The American philanthropic dollars Nachman has helped bring to Ariel have helped make the city what it is today. “There are many projects that owe their entire existence and success to support from the United States,” said American Friends of Ariel’s Zimmerman. “It’s made the difference in terms of quality of life, and quality of education, and the quality of the different projects in our city.”

Perhaps no American Jewish family has been more supportive of Ariel than have the Milkens. “The Milken Foundation and the Milken family name appear on more buildings in Ariel than any other,” Zimmerman said.

“It’s not a political organization,” Sandler said of the Milken Family Foundation, which has been supporting schools in Ariel since the 1980s. “It’s no different than what we’ve always done,” he said, noting that the Milken family has supported every university in Israel. “We’ve always been involved in education, both here and in the State of Israel.”

Howard Lesner, executive director of Sinai Temple, echoed this apolitical theme when asked about the talk Nachman gave at the synagogue in April. “He [Nachman] basically came to give a message of what Ariel was. He didn’t talk about it in terms of it being a settlement. He didn’t talk about the political aspects of it. He talked about the growth of the city and encouraged people to visit,” Lesner said.

What happens to Ariel will impact the future of Israel and the future of any Palestinian state. The current 10-month moratorium on settlement building is set to expire on Sept. 26. Netanyahu has promised not to extend it; Abbas has said he will break off the talks if it is not extended.

“At this point in the current talks, the agenda itself is undecided,” Gorenberg wrote. “If and when borders are discussed, Ariel’s future will certainly be on the table.”

But Field, who has helped to establish “four or five projects” to improve Ariel’s quality of life — “We did a park, we did a gymnasium, we did a civic center,” he said — doesn’t believe Israel would ever walk away from Ariel. “I never thought it would be given up,” the philanthropist said.

And though the current controversy has generated much more heat in Israel than it has abroad, according to Ariel’s boosters, it hasn’t been felt much in the city itself.

“The same week in which there was this public outcry,” said Yigal Cohen-Orgad, the chancellor of Ariel University Center, “in that same week, we had two international conferences on our campus.”

Eldad Halachmi, also of AUC, said that the protest actually resulted in an increase in support for Ariel coming from elsewhere in Israel. “I was speaking to the mayor and to the manager of the new concert hall,” Halachmi said. “By now, he’s about to finish selling all the tickets for the season, maybe for the year.”

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A rabbi’s tale of anguish and hope

Some books inspire and instruct, some tell a compelling tale, and some open a window into the innermost workings of the author’s heart and soul. Over the years, I have read and reviewed a great many books that have captured one or another of these qualities. Only rarely, however, have I encountered a book that embodies all three.

“Hope Will Find You: My Search for the Wisdom to Stop Waiting and Start Living” by Naomi Levy (Doubleday: $23) is one such book. Levy allows us to witness her own seven-year struggle to cope with the single greatest crisis any parent can endure — a threat to her own child’s health — and, along the way, she affords us the wholly remarkable experience of seeing the world through the eyes of someone whose job it is to soothe the pain of others.

“People came to me with their questions … and I would listen and offer guidance and hope. But one day, without warning, I was faced with my own personal crisis,” she confesses. “My professional life, my emotional life, my spiritual life were in a state of turmoil.”

Levy, a Conservative-ordained rabbi and the author of the national best-seller “To Begin Again” and “Talking to God,” is the founder and spiritual leader of Nashuva (“We will return”), a Los Angeles-based Jewish community that focuses on joyous religious observance and earnest social action. To participate in a prayer service with Rabbi Levy at the pulpit, as I know from personal experience, is an uplifting and unforgettable experience. She is often frank and forthcoming when she addresses the congregation, but nothing quite prepared me for the confession that she offers in her latest book.

The book begins with a shattering moment in the life of the author and her husband, Rob Eshman, editor-in-chief of The Jewish Journal. (For the sake of full disclosure, I should also note that I was privileged to read the book in manuscript form, and my name appears in the author’s acknowlegments.) Their daughter, Noa, was diagnosed with a serious disease. Suddenly, all of Levy’s rabbinical training fell away, and she was reduced to the primal state of a mother whose child was at risk.

“I was a rabbi and God was no comfort to me,” she writes with a brutal honesty that will shock some readers. “Did I believe God would miraculously undo what nature and genes had done? No. Not exactly.” But something else, something arguably more powerful, was stirring in her heart: “I had only one ambition: I will fix her, as God is my witness, I will fix her. The rest was a blur.”

Once she steps out from behind the pulpit, Levy allows us to see intimate moments that most rabbis would never dare to reveal. The demands of attending to an ailing child take a toll on every aspect of her family life and her professional career: “What happened to you?” another woman rabbi asks her. “You used to be a rising star.” She suffers perhaps the most shattering experience that can befall a rabbi: “I was angry,” she writes. “I felt abandoned by God.” When one of Noa’s childhood dreams strikes her as an augury that God intends to take her child, Levy “gave God a piece of [her] mind.” “Just stay away from her,” the rabbi admonished the Almighty. “You don’t know who you’re messing with.”

Yet I hasten to say that “Hope Will Find You” is, perhaps surprisingly, an uplifting book. At some passages, I laughed out loud — look for the story about an angel in toilet paper — and at others, tears of joy came to my eyes. Like life itself, Levy’s book holds out the prospect of a happy ending. The best measure of Levy’s gift is that we feel every emotion she does — her fears and doubts, her dreams and yearnings, her pleasures and rewards. 

“Life is exhilarating, breathtaking and beautiful,” she affirms. “And life is unfair and cruel, and I’d officiated over enough funerals to understand that the most important question we must ask is not what a person did for a living but what he or she did for a life.”

Levy’s account of her own self-reinvention as a rabbi, which inspired her to create Nashuva, is kind of a parallel narrative in “Hope Will Find You,” and it’s just as affecting and enlightening as the one about her daughter’s health. What other rabbi, I wonder, is willing to talk so openly about the special challenges that a woman in the rabbinate may be called upon to face? Levy, for example, tells us about a colleague who was criticized by her senior rabbi for a particular aspect of her anatomy. “I have to mention that God happens to have blessed my friend with very large breasts,” Levy writes. “Okay, they’re huge breasts.” Said the senior rabbi: “I think it’s distracting to people to have to see such large breasts on the pulpit.”

Sometimes the two narratives intersect in unexpected ways. Stressed by the challenges to her daughter’s life and health, and afflicted by her own dark night of the soul, Levy seeks the assistance of a psychotherapist — another disclosure that shows the author’s refreshing candor. During one session, Levy noticed that the therapist has fallen fast asleep. “I thought to myself, I can’t even hold a therapist’s attention,” she writes, “how can I expect to hold God’s attention?”

Perhaps the highest compliment I can bestow on “Hope Will Find You” is to say that it’s quite unlike any of the other books by pulpit rabbis that I’ve read and reviewed over these many years. To be sure, Levy draws on Jewish texts and traditions, and her book is ornamented with gems from the Talmud and the Torah, the teachings of the Sages, the tales of Chasidic masters. “The rabbi in me would like to offer a prayer for you,” she writes in a characteristic aside to the reader. But her book is something different — and something more — than the kind of inspirational prose that many other rabbis have put between covers.

“Hope Will Find You” is an act of courage by an author who happens to be a charismatic rabbi, but, perhaps more to the point, is also a gifted storyteller, an uncompromising truth-teller, a fiercely protective mother and, above all, an authentic visionary.

Jonathan Kirsch, author and publishing attorney, is book editor of The Jewish Journal and can be reached at {encode=”books@jewishjournal.com” title=”books@jewishjournal.com”}. His next book is a biography of an early figure in the Jewish resistance to Nazi Germany.

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Panel on politics from the pulpit

As election season nears, the Reform movement is helping its rabbis navigate the fraught landscape of politics and the pulpit.

The Central Conference of American Rabbis published a special issue of its quarterly journal with 13 essays delving into the moral, practical and historical implications of rabbis and congregations taking on political issues.

An Oct. 7 panel at Leo Baeck Temple will open the topic to the public.

“There seems to be a growing sense that anything labeled as political is somehow not appropriate for discussion in synagogues,” said Rabbi Richard Levy, who served as guest editor for the journal.

The essays offer nuanced perspectives on the complex topic, but, with only a few exceptions, most authors seem to agree that rabbis have an obligation to discuss the social and moral issues of the day — in other words, politics.

“ ‘Political’ is that which deals with the ‘polis’ — the social community,” said Levy, rabbi of the campus synagogue and director of spiritual growth at the Los Angeles campus of Hebrew Union College-Jewish Institute of Religion. “Therefore, when there are moral or sometimes religions issues that the community is dealing with, its members and especially its leaders — for the synagogue, that means the rabbi — have to address those issues, and to address them out of the tradition.”

While most Reform rabbis and congregants tend to be politically liberal, Levy said issues such as health care or immigration reform can be addressed in a nonpartisan way by bringing in all sides of a debate, and couching all discussion in Jewish tradition.

But Rabbi Clifford Librach, rabbi of the United Jewish Center in Danbury, Conn., challenges the movement to make room for those who dissent from Reform’s liberal hardline.

As a dissenter, he wrote, “I have found that the Reform landscape, ironically itself born of ideological dissent, to have been breathtakingly intolerant.”

The difference between partisan and political is key, wrote Rabbi Marla Feldman, interim director of development for the Union for Reform Judaism (URJ). While she may advocate for certain positions, she wrote, she chose not to join Rabbis for Obama.

“Once we are publicly associated with a particular political party or candidate, we cannot expect those in the pews to simply disregard that information when they listen to us preach,” she wrote.

The founding of Rabbis for Obama was the impetus for the journal. Rabbi Susan Laemmle, editor of the CCAR Journal/Reform Jewish Quarterly, reached out to rabbis Samuel Gordon and Steven Bob to write about founding Rabbis for Obama during the 2008 campaign. She then invited Levy to issue a call for more papers on the topic and edit the issue.

Laemmle, emeritus dean of religious life at USC, will moderate the Oct. 7 panel. Levy will be on the panel, along with Ellen Aprill, professor of tax law at Loyola Law School, whose essay discusses the legal implications of pulpit politics; Rabbi Arthur Gross-Schaefer, chair of department of marketing and business law at Loyola Marymount University and rabbi of the Community Shul of Montecito and Santa Barbara, who wrote about same-gender marriage and the intersection of faith and politics; and Rabbi Stephanie Kolin, California lead organizer for the URJ’s Just Congregations initiative.

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Joyce Brandman: Ensuring a legacy of giving

Aside from a small silk flower arrangement on the coffee table, everything in Joyce Brandman’s office belonged to her husband. The high-gloss oversized desk flanked by angular, low-slung black leather chairs. The African masks, the stuffed bulldog that bares its teeth when you pull its chain. The painting of a diner in Walnut Ridge, Ark., where Saul Brandman was stationed during his years in the military.

But Joyce, president and managing director of the Joyce and Saul Brandman Foundation, is moving the organization soon — to smaller offices in the same building, across Wilshire Boulevard from Barneys and Saks Fifth Avenue in Beverly Hills — and she plans to give the new space a bit more of a feminine touch, add some of her own flair, she said.

It’s been two years since Saul died at the age of 82, and Joyce Brandman is as committed as ever to continuing the philanthropic work she and her husband forged together over the past 40 years. And she is doing it in her own style.

She’s arrived at two pivotal decisions in the last few months: to focus her giving on smaller gifts to smaller institutions, as opposed to large donations, such as a recent $8 million gift to Hebrew University; and to give away all of the foundation’s money in her lifetime. She said that after her passing she will have bequeathed more than $200 million.

Brandman, who is in her 60s, wants to be sure the money goes to causes close to her heart — health care, education, Israel and supporting the elderly, the disabled and military personnel.

“I’ve seen this happen too many times, where a foundation is left and then the people that step in give to their own favorite charities — their alma maters, their causes —  not ours. I don’t want that to happen. It has to go where Saul Brandman originally wanted it to go,” she said.

Saul’s four children from his first marriage aren’t involved in the foundation, she said. She and the small board will continue to make grants and then will designate endowments for specific institutions. After her demise, she said, the Joyce and Saul Brandman Foundation will no longer exist.

Brandman has been involved with the foundation, which has two other staff members, since she retired from the garment industry 16 years ago, and two years ago it became her full-time job.

“I think being a donor is changing from the way it used to be. People don’t want to just write their check and walk away. They want to know — and I believe they have a right to know — what the organization they are supporting is doing with the money and how the organization runs,” Brandman said.

Her first major project was the founding of the Saul and Joyce Brandman Breast Center at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in 2000.

Brandman’s idea for the center was inspired by the kind of treatment she wished she’d had as a breast cancer patient in 1999 — a place where women could get quick and thorough answers, where different doctors work as a team, where all a woman’s needs are met, from medical strategy to nutritional advice to psychological support. Until two years ago, Brandman volunteered at the center three times a week, fundraising and acting as a peer counselor for other patients.

Brandman takes a hands-on approach to all her charities. Last year, she funded and went on a medical mission to Guatemala that set up a mobile hospital and treated 1,100 patients in five days. She stayed in military barracks (she brought her own tissue paper to line the wooden shelves), took cold showers and was ready to work at 7 every morning. Brandman served as an assistant to a gynecologist from the Brandman Breast Center, helping with charts and being present for exams. She plans to go again in March 2011.

Brandman has established and volunteered at summer camp programs and ski vacations for children who are blind or deaf, or who have other disabilities.

The foundation is a major supporter of the Los Angeles Jewish Home and funded a Holocaust library and survivor’s room at Chapman University in Orange.

Chapman is also home to Brandman University, which offers online and in-person classes geared toward midcareer students, military personnel or others who can’t attend college full time.

Most recently, Brandman bequeathed $8 million to Hebrew University, where she is on the board, for an interdisciplinary science building that will serve everyone from undergraduates to medical students to post- doctoral students.

But from now on, Brandman said, she plans to go smaller.

“I feel very strongly now that there are a lot of small organizations that, if you give them $25,000 to $50,000, it really makes a difference,” she said.

She knows it will take more work and research, but she’s not afraid of that and said she already has lists of organizations she knows she can help.

Her mah-jongg partners turned her on to an organization that provides school clothes for underprivileged children. In the past, the foundation has funded medical students or taken care of struggling families, and Brandman funded a program to pay rent and supply appliances for returning military personnel.

Brandman’s husband, father and brother all served in the military.

She grew up in a working-class family in the San Fernando Valley, where she attended public school. She also worked in the garment industry and got to know every aspect of the business.

“I can tell you exactly how to make that jacket,” she says, pointing at a visitor. “How many yards of fabric and how many zippers. I can cost it out and figure out how to mark it up for the profit you need.”

She met Saul working in the industry. He grew up in Los Angeles helping his father at his downtown haberdashery and earned his fortune through hard work in clothing manufacturing and real estate.

Brandman said her husband was known as warm and interested, touring the factory regularly to connect with each department.

“If you asked him to borrow $100 and he knew he wasn’t going to get it back, he would give it to you anyway,” she said.

“He was my Prince Charming, and I was his Cinderella. He made me what I am today — you’re looking at him in disguise,” she said.

Saul and Joyce were an item for 25 years before they got married in 1993.

He had been married twice before, and they were happy living 15 minutes away from each other. Then, without telling anyone, they got married while on a trip to Rome.

“I guess he figured after 25 years we’d better be in one house,” she said.

“You can’t miss what you don’t have,” she said about not having kids, though she now wishes she were a grandparent. Still, she is hardly alone — she is close with her brother and his family and recently became the godmother of her friends’ twin grandchildren.

And she always lives with Saul’s legacy.

“My husband was a self-made man. He was not the type of person that boasted about his money,” she said. “What was important was what the money did — to make our lives and our family’s lives a quality life, and to be able to reach out and help others.”

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Claremont’s first muslim faculty member knows power of interfaith dialogue

Last June, the scholar Najeeba Syeed-Miller was the only Muslim member of a Los Angeles Board of Rabbis interfaith delegation to Israel. For her, the most remarkable moment of the trip occurred at the Jerusalem hotel where they stayed, when one morning, an Arab Muslim man on the hotel’s cleaning staff opened the door to her room.

“Wait! You can’t come in!” Syeed-Miller’s roommate shouted. “She has to cover first!”

The man looked puzzled. He scanned the woman standing in front of him and noticed she was wearing a kippah.

“Wait,” he said, obviously befuddled. “She’s Muslim? And you’re Jewish? And you’re staying in the same room?”

Syeed-Miller laughs thinking back on it. “He asked her about four times, because he just couldn’t believe it,” she said, sipping iced coffee at a Starbucks in downtown Los Angeles.

On this day, she wore a lime-colored scarf draped around her face, drawing focus to her deep, coffee eyes and olive skin. “It’s funny, because you hear about all this intolerance supposedly between our communities, and it’s, like, we didn’t even think about it. We were roommates.”

But lately, an alarming intolerance for Islam has sprung up in the United States. In just the past few months, a Florida Evangelical leader threatened to burn the Quran, protests over the building of new Islamic institutions caught fire, and general hysteria about Islamist terrorism has played out in the media. It’s a tense moment in American faith relations, but Syeed-Miller, 37, who this fall became the first Muslim to join the faculty of the Claremont School of Theology, seems utterly unfazed.

“When one is delegitimized, that can be frustrating,” she said, carefully choosing her words. “But there are just as many voices calling out for engagement with each other.”

Long before Islamophobia gripped the American mainstream, Syeed-Miller was cultivating allies in the Christian and Jewish communities. In the past six months, she has appeared on numerous panels and spoken at synagogues in order to bolster communal interfaith relationships. Last April, she appeared on a panel at Sinai Temple — the only woman to share the stage with Rabbi David Wolpe, Pastor Rick Warren and the Rev. Cecil “Chip” Murray. In June, she joined a cohort of academics and religious leaders on a 10-day trip to Israel sponsored by the Interreligious Action Center of the Board of Rabbis and The Jewish Federation of Greater Los Angeles. In October, she will discuss the trip on an interfaith panel at Adat Ari El, and in November, she will speak at Temple Israel of Hollywood.

“In a religious context, we have to model some level of cooperation,” she said. “If [people of faith] are not able to intellectually engage with each other, it concerns me; we have to show that we’re not just relevant to each other in faith groups, but also that we have something to offer society.”

That sounds idealistic when religious extremism threatens to undermine the religious cause. How do you talk to someone who thinks you’re a bomb-wielding terrorist that hates America?

“It can be difficult to have a conversation in opposition to someone who will not accept that I, as an individual, can have a legitimate commitment to nonviolence,” she said. “That’s why the stories that are out there of cooperation and problem-solving between faiths are so important to project, because they articulate a reality that questions the fiction of cultures being eternally incompatible with each other.”

Part of her task as the newly appointed assistant professor of Interreligious Education at Claremont is to incorporate religious values into conflict resolution education. Her previous work at the Asian Pacific American Center and the Western Justice Center involved training teenagers in the public school system how to avoid violent conflict through dialogue and mediation. Even in what Syeed-Miller calls a “culture of violence,” where tensions between racially and economically marginalized individuals and groups crop up frequently, she has seen dialogue transform relationships — and even whole communities.

At Claremont, however, she will be working within a religious framework for the first time, although, as a woman, Syeed-Miller cannot become an imam. Despite this, in the circles in which she travels, she is perceived as a religious figure on par with rabbis, priests, pastors and Sikhs. She said that, at least for the time being, she doesn’t aspire to become an imam, although she faces obstacles concerning her legitimacy both from within and outside her faith.

“Najeeba faces a big challenge, given her background, and so she has to be very careful about what she says,” said Rabbi Mark S. Diamond, executive vice president of the Board of Rabbis of Southern California. Diamond has known and worked with Syeed-Miller for five years and will appear at Adat Ari El with her next month. “The quality I most admire about Najeeba is that she is authentically Muslim, and she’s very conscious of the limits and challenges she faces within her own community. Those are not inconsequential.”

Her current path was paved by a strong family emphasis on higher education. A native of Srinagar, in the valley of Kashmir in India, she moved to the United States with her parents and five siblings in 1976, when she was 3. At that time, there was no established Muslim immigrant community or cultural canon that captured the Muslim American immigrant experience in Washington, D.C., where the family settled. So she looked to another immigrant community that had successfully assimilated into American culture while retaining a religious identity: the Jews.

“When I was growing up, I didn’t have books written about what it was like to grow up as a Muslim kid, so I would read Chaim Potok’s books,” she said. “My sister and I would talk about his books because it was hard to access anything cultural that had to do with what it was like to be a minority in this country with a religious identity. And also the internal tensions of communities that we were reading about in those books — it just resonated with us.”

Reading Chaim Potok isn’t all that Syeed-Miller has in common with Jews. In addition to observing Islamic modesty laws (similar to tzeniut in the Jewish tradition), Syeed-Miller observes halal (similar in many ways to keeping kosher), and she observes Muslim holidays like Ramadan, the month-long daytime fast and Eid, the culminating festival that follows it.

She’s also a lawyer, as is her husband, Jonathan Miller, a convert to Islam, with whom she has two children, ages 2 and 4. The couple met in law school at Indiana University. “We fell in love over civil procedure,” she jokes. “He was the only other Muslim student I knew in my first year, so I had to marry him.”

But as much as she identifies as a Muslim, Syeed-Miller sees herself as American.

“When I hear people having a conversation about an identity crisis about being Muslim American, it doesn’t resonate with me,” she said. “Because from my birth, from when we came to the U.S., [my family] decided, ‘This is a place that we are going to put everything into.’ ”

In Israel, Syeed-Miller and her cohorts visited the entrepreneurial law school Ono Academic College, located in Kiryat Ono, near Tel Aviv. The institute, founded by Ranan Hartman (son of Hartman Institute founder David Hartman) has been training Muslims, Christians, Druze and Jews for law degrees.

“It was fascinating to me,” Syeed-Miller recalled. “I was very mindful of the stakes in that conflict — ‘My dream is your nightmare, and your nightmare is my dream.’ As Americans, getting together and having a conversation, you may lose political gain, but what happens if you could lose your life? Or your family’s life? It makes me deeply, deeply appreciate being an American because as crazy as things may get in rhetoric, that pluralism that we’ve not always perfectly maintained is still something we can keep working on.”

Still, Syeed-Miller is not naïve about the limits of dialogue.

“It’s great to do this talking, but how do we create a culture where people are invested such that peaceful action is a mutual goal?” she said. “I talk about it as making the choice to live for a cause: What does it mean to say, ‘I’m going to live for something, instead of the opposite?’ To respect the lives of others, you have to value your own life.

“There’s a teaching by Rashi,” she said, referring to the talmudic scholar, “ ‘Justice by just means’ — and it’s the same from Prophet Muhammad, that one should love for his brother what he loves for himself.”

Even if, as with the Israeli-Palestinian crisis, they love the same thing? 

On that subject, Syeed-Miller is reticent.

“Religion is a force that should civilize,” she said, as a kind of mission statement. “So if it’s not civilizing, if it’s moving toward more barbaric practices, there’s something wrong about that direction.

“I think what we need to be able to do as a culture is disagree vehemently, but then find a space where ideologically, we can build a working relationship for the good of our country.”

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Op-Ed: ‘Value-added’ teacher ratings add little value

The teacher evaluations recently posted on the Los AngelesTimes Web site deserve acareful but skeptical reading. 

I studied them both as a grandparent of public school kids and as a journalist who writes about schools for The Jewish Journal and LA Observed, a Web site that focuses on local politics, government and the media. I also know how important the public schools are to Jewish families concerned about their children’s education.

Like many other people, my attention was caught by the premise behind the series of stories in the Times and on its Web site — the promise of a new, trailblazing way of evaluating teachers. The Times has posted the names and evaluations of about 6,000 elementary school teachers on latimes.com. On the first day that the series ran in the print edition of the newspaper, two teachers were singled out, one shown in a large picture, as among the least effective in the Los Angeles Unified School District (LAUSD).

I was offended by the way the two teachers were singled out and the fact that thousands more names and ratings have been posted on the Web site. Even in their weakened states, newspapers, especially one as big as the Times, are powerful instruments. I began to dig into the evaluation system.

The Times evaluations are based on the value-added system. As the Times explained it, “In essence, a student’s past performance on tests is used to project his or her future results. The difference between the prediction and the student’s actual performance after the year is the ‘value’ that the teacher added or subtracted. … If a third-grade student ranked in the 60th percentile among all district third-graders, he would be expected to rank similarly in the fourth grade.” If that student’s test scores fell, it would show his teacher was ineffective. If they rose, the teacher would be classified as effective.

A strong caution on the value-added system came from Mathematica Policy Research, an organization working for the U.S. Department of Education that is headed by Education Secretary Arne Duncan, a supporter of value added. Mathematica’s analysis offered “evidence that value-added estimates for teacher-level analyses are subject to a considerable degree of random error.”

When I asked Times Assistant Managing Editor David Lauter about this, he told me, “We took several steps to deal with the inherent error rate that is involved in any statistical measure.”

In the Times evaluation system, the possibility of error is expressed as confidence levels, in terms of plus and minus. The margin of error for English scores is plus or minus five for the highest and lowest scorers. For math, it is plus or minus seven. Accuracy is even lower for teachers who score midrange.

To see how this worked, I looked up a teacher I know to be outstanding. The teacher was rated “more effective,” just short of being rated most effective, in English and on his overall score. His highest ratings were in math. 

Then I learned something interesting. He did not teach his class math. This school used team teaching. He taught English and other subjects. But when it came time for math, the students went to the classroom of a teacher who specialized in math instruction. I thought this would seriously skew test results. I asked LAUSD officials about it.

One official said some, but not a majority, of Los Angeles schools engage in team teaching. It’s up to the principals and the teachers. At the beginning of the school year, the students in a class are assigned to a particular teacher. We’ll call him or her the “official teacher.” In elementary school, this teacher is responsible for teaching all subjects to the students assigned him or her. But in a team teaching school, the students may go to the math teacher’s classroom for instruction. Yet the “official teacher” administers all the tests and takes the credit or blame for students’ performance on all subjects. “They will get credit for teaching math, even though they didn’t teach math,” one official told me.

This seems to be a huge flaw in the teacher rating system. There are others. Statistical analysis involves random sampling. Random sampling is important in such analysis. But a study by the Economic Policy Institute said test results usually do not come from classes where students were enrolled at random or by chance. Instead, classroom assignments are made by principals based on such factors as spreading high and low achievers among classrooms, separating troublemaking friends and yielding to parental pressure.

Lauter told me the Times analysis took these factors into account and produced “unbiased results.”

That’s for the reader to determine. Test scores and the value-added system are a useful tool in evaluating teachers. But they are imperfect and fall short of telling the whole story.

The Times should have done a better job of revealing flaws in its system. When parents look up a teacher on the database, they should know the ratings have a substantial error rate and, at best, are a limited measure of a teacher’s ability.

As the old saying goes, don’t believe everything you read in the newspapers.

Bill Boyarsky is a columnist for The Jewish Journal, Truthdig and L.A. Observed, and the author of “Inventing L.A.: The Chandlers and Their Times” (Angel City Press).

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Select the perfect scent for your wedding day

Perfume can allure or it can overpower. But on your wedding day, your perfume should be as perfect as the rest of the day.

Sarah Horowitz-Thran, founder of Sarah Horowitz Parfums in Westlake Village, has worked in the perfume industry for nearly 20 years, and she knows how to select a scent. At her boutique, she creates custom fragrances for clients and develops her own perfume collections. But there’s more to smelling good than meets the eye, Horowitz said.

“Fragrance uses built-in notes, like music,” she said; like a three-part chord, a scent consists of a bottom, middle and top note. “As a perfumer, you’re trying to create harmony.”

That harmony comes from blending different smells while working at what’s called a fragrance organ. With shelves that hold upward of 300 oils and fragrances, a fragrance organ looks like a large desk with tiny bottles in place of papers and files. To develop something new, the perfumer mixes, matches and smells until the scent comes out right.

Oils and fragrances are two different things, Horowitz said. “Fragrance is developed in a lab, and oil is natural,” she explained.

Creating fragrances allows the perfumer to work with scents that are found in nature but don’t yield an essential oil — gardenias are an example.

“Florals are popular,” she said, adding that “fragrance gives you” the ability to work with them.

To create a custom fragrance, Horowitz offers a two-hour Fragrance Journey. When working with a bride, Horowitz begins by asking about her history, her relationship and special memories she may have.

“Everything [the customer says] will trigger a scent, it will trigger notes. As she’s talking, I start pulling oils.”

Horowitz then whittles the oils and fragrances down to about five or 10 and, from there, creates a customized scent.

With or without a professional perfumer on hand, it’s important to focus on the feelings a scent evokes. Perfume may be one of the few things that will help a bride feel grounded and calm. A clean, fresh scent can offer a moment of relaxation, and a scent that is reminiscent of happy times can be centering.

Most importantly, though, the scent should feel personal. “On your wedding day, you want something that will make you feel like you,” Horowitz said.

And as much as perfume can be used to conjure up memories, it can also be used to create new ones.

Smell is the only sense that connects directly to the part of the brain that houses memory, Horowitz said.

“All other senses go through the neocortex,” she said, which means that the sense of smell has the most direct line to the brain. The connection between smell and memory, therefore, happens more immediately than with any of the other four senses. 

That said, perfume can be a powerful tool in jogging wedding-day memories for years to come. Horowitz suggests waiting to wear the bridal perfume until the big day, and then wearing it throughout the honeymoon and possibly again on an anniversary.

“You are basically programming yourself to remember,” she said.

To keep the scent fresh over the course of the day, Horowitz suggests bringing along a purse spray. In order to keep the fragrance intact for as long as possible before reapplication becomes necessary, apply it to pulse points: behind the ears, on the wrists, behind the knees, on the small of the back and, most importantly, in the cleavage.

“It’s by your heart,” Horowitz said.

Fragrance should also be applied to your hair. If the perfume is in the form of a pure oil, just a drop worked through the hair will do. If it’s a spray, Horowitz suggests spraying it on the hands, clapping to get rid of the alcohol, then running your hands through your hair. 

For brides who want to create a custom scent, Horowitz’s Fragrance Journey runs $350 to $1,000. If that’s out of your price range, Horowitz offers an online Fragrance Journey in which customers fill out a questionnaire and can purchase three samples of the resulting custom scent for $45.

Among her fragrance collections, one of Horowitz’s most popular perfumes is called Perfect Veil, which she describes as “sheer, soft, uncomplicated and unobtrusive.”

The most important piece of advice Horowitz offers for selecting the right perfume is simple: “It should be something that smells really good and makes you happy.”

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Funding the wrong programs

Los Angeles is a wonderful city. As a native, I have a love for the climate, the landscape, the diversity of peoples — all of which make for a dynamic and interesting place to live and raise a family.

What doesn’t seem so dynamic is the profound dysfunction that has marked our political environment over the past few years. It just seems to linger. My colleague, Joe Hicks, and I have written about the pension issues that plague Los Angeles and so many other jurisdictions, the mishandling of the Autry National Center and several other matters that have displayed the vacuum in leadership that seems to be especially marked these days.

But of all those issues, none strikes as resonant a chord personally as a story that appeared in the LA Weekly last week about the dismantling of the Los Angeles Public Library system. Having served on the Library’s Board of Commissioners and as its president over a decade ago, it is especially painful to watch as budget cuts destroy what is probably the best-run institution in local government.

Clearly, the city, along with virtually every other level of government, faces a financial crisis; cuts in budgets are inevitable and hard to criticize, and I am not suggesting special pleading for the libraries because they are so wonderful. A budget crisis is a crisis, and everyone suffers.

But Boston, New York, Chicago and Detroit faced budget cuts, too; unlike Los Angeles, though, as the Weekly pointed out, those cities have “political leaders who control the purse strings … [who] fought and saved their libraries from severe harm.”

In Los Angeles, the Weekly argues, “Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa executed an unprecedented, and punishing, raid on the libraries.” The L.A. City Council, unlike New York’s, put up no fight in the face of the mayor’s budget-cutting knife.

Los Angeles has the ignominious distinction of joining Detroit as the only big city to close down its entire library system two days a week. And, according to the Weekly, we are the only major city to close its central library two days a week.

Inarguably, tough times call for tough actions, and libraries shouldn’t be exempt from the pain that everyone else is undergoing. But when the cuts make no sense and are counter-productive in the face of other city expenditures, it makes one wonder what’s going on.

The Weekly’s analysis is most piercing when comparing the amounts cut from the library (restoring all 64 branch libraries on Mondays and the nine regional branches and Central on Sundays and Mondays would cost approximately $10 million) against the amounts spent on questionable “gang-reduction” programs that receive millions and target some of the same population that the libraries serve so well.

As City Controller Wendy Greuel pointed out, no one knows if the city’s Gang Reduction and Youth Development (GRYD) works, yet it received $18.5 million from the City Council. An analysis cited by the Weekly concluded that “the mayor and City Council’s confidence in the GRYD’s central programs isn’t grounded in quantifiable facts.”

I’m reminded of a television program I co-hosted with Joe Hicks, my partner at Community Advocates, for several years on KCET. On one program we were joined by anti-gang maven and Los Angeles Times reporter David Zahniser, who had written about anti-gang programs. Zahniser had documented the bias in favor of these programs and the belief that funders often harbor that the programs will deliver redemption if only enough money is spent on them. In one instance, he recounted an anti-gang program that in its annual report to the City Council:

… filled out all the forms and, when they finished the assessment, they concluded that that program had diverted exactly two people from gangs.

The reaction that the Council had to that assessment was, “Oh, my gosh, this program has not been getting the resources they need to do the paperwork right.” What happened was that that program got more money, not less. They didn’t say zero out the money for the program with the bad numbers. They actually said, you know, they’re having trouble with the administrative side, and they actually went in the other direction.

The data from GRYD’s 2009 report that the Weekly cites is the heart of the article. Apparently, last year the program enrolled 2,702 at-risk 10- to 15-year-olds and 825 older kids. According to the Weekly, that comes to $5,245 for each at-risk kid.

The Los Angeles public libraries serve approximately 15,000 young people daily; many of them come in after school for a safe and positive environment because their parents aren’t home or their neighborhood isn’t safe and they have homework to do.

You can do the math, but that comes out to about $6.40 per kid, contrasted with the GRYD’s $5,200-plus per youth.

Put aside romantic notions of what a library should be and the disturbing notion that the repository of our civilization’s ideas is being shortchanged; in a plain, pragmatic dollars-and-cents reckoning, closing down libraries and telling 15,000 kids that they had better find someplace else to go makes no sense. Take two-thirds of the GRYD kids and send them to the library; they might learn something and we’d save a lot of kids, money and libraries.

David A. Lehrer is the president of Community Advocates Inc., a Los Angeles-based human relations organization chaired by former mayor Richard J. Riordan.

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Saying Kaddish

After services the other day, I asked a fellow mourner how much longer he had to say Kaddish. “Wednesday,” he replied, with a smile a mile wide. He then called out to another mourner, asking him the same question and was told “Friday.” The two of them shared a moment of unabashed glee. For each of them, freedom was but a week away. I stood beside them, jealousy running through my veins like a prisoner who has longer to serve, and walked away, my head down. 

I am tired, drained. The emotion is no longer present each time I utter the words of the Kaddish. I no longer pause to seek out an image of my father to be omnipresent during the prayer. The prayer has evolved into a monotone expression, a chore rather than what began as a moment of remembrance, replete with memories and love, a symbol of honor and respect. I am in the tail end of a marathon of prayer, a yearlong observance of saying the Kaddish for my father, three times a day, seven days a week. And just as when I ran a marathon I slowed around mile 20, I do the same now, continuing to labor onward toward the finish line, but wondering, at times, what exactly I signed up for.

By my count, I have recited the Kaddish over 1,300 times. Six times a day during the week, minimum; more on Shabbat. I can count the number of minyans I have missed on two hands. Our tradition has come a long way from when saying it once a day satisfied the requirement. (Maybe this is the progress our rabbis speak of when they compare themselves to the Talmudic scholars.) Using the math of the initial tradition, and the 11 months of Kaddish we say ostensibly to help lift our loved ones up to heaven, my father should have joined the angels over 1,000 Kaddishes ago. Yet I continue, at a frenetic, almost manic pace that has caused me undue stress, anxiety and tension.

Is there any other way to define the year of saying Kaddish? Is the year of mourning supposed to be accompanied by levels of stress doctors would characterize as unhealthy and encourage me to discontinue for medical reasons?  Of course the Kaddish is not designed for those who do not regularly attend services. If one is a regular attendant at morning and evening minyan — and I continue to be amazed and exasperated at the level of commitment people show, which has to come at the expense of family and marital obligations — the addition of a single prayer is no big burden. But for the many of us for whom Kaddish is a life-changing event, the burden can be overwhelming.

Still, I continue to endure. I go because my faith says so, as childish as that sounds. I go because tradition dictates it, because this is what my father did for his parents, and I presume what my grandfather did for his parents and so on, back through time. I am comfortable with that. Maybe comfortable is not the right word, as it does not reflect my exhaustion. Resigned would be a better choice.

I have said the Kaddish in three different countries, numerous cities. I have been in Orthodox synagogues, Conservative synagogues, Chabad services (which are unique to themselves) and services in people’s homes for shivah or while on vacation when skiing in the mountains of Whistler. I have had the warmest welcome from an ex-federal convict who could not have been more kind in helping me with the Kaddish and received the coldest reaction from a kollel rabbi who refused to cede the pulpit to me despite the fact that I “qualified” — if that is the right word — to lead the service at his evening minyan. I have said the Kaddish alone in a room full of over 100 people and have said it in a chorus of other men who make up almost the entire quorum. By now, the routine is rote; the saying of the Kaddish has largely lost its meaning as time goes on.

Except for the Saturday night service that concludes with Havdalah. When I see the Havdalah candle being lit, I see my father’s face rising above the fire. I recall my mother’s superstition from growing up, her belief that Shabbat was also a day of rest for those in hell, and that prolonging the Shabbat gives them extra peace. I stand in shul, alone in thought, hoping he is at peace. I am not really sure what that means anymore. The Kaddish journey has neither affirmed nor refuted any concept I may have had of an afterlife. If anything, I fear that this is it. That the day I stop saying Kaddish, his memory will dwindle further from people’s minds; that the day I stop declaring this donation or that donation in his memory, his memory will recede even further until a dog-eared, or shall I say digitized, picture of him remains on my screen or in some rarely accessed folder on my children’s computer that one day they will show to their kids or grandkids and say this was their papa. What will they say about him? What can I say?

A few weeks back, while I was at a synagogue for the first time, the rabbi kindly approached me afterward, first to apologize for the way the shul said the Kaddish together in unison at one juncture (I had unknowingly jumped the gun and was immediately shushed by some of the congregants). He then asked me about my father, a question I had not heard in some time, though it is a mainstay of the shivah circuit and for Kaddish novices. I was caught off guard and instantly felt my eyes well up. Because in truth, it had been some time since I had had a conversation about my father where someone wanted to know about him, how he had lived, how he died. And last, how I was doing.

Eight months in, I have no answers to the last question. I wonder whether the Kaddish routine has shielded me from thinking about him. Has it prevented me from truly grieving? Have I become so obsessed with minyan times that I have forgotten why I am in shul in the first place? It is impossible to forget, of course, as I am consumed by making it to the minyan and saying Kaddish. But in that focus, I worry I may have forgotten how to really grieve. I march on, 100 days to go, and yes, I am counting.

Joshua Metzger works at an online video start-up in Los Angeles. He has also written two plays, the first of which was selected for development at the National Playwrights Conference. He attended Jewish day schools in New York City.

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