Maurice Sendak’s famous children’s book Where the Wild Things Areis an astonishing exploration of otherness that resonates far beyond its intended audience.
I teach Jewish literature to non-Jews. That statement may not seem very remarkable; after all, I also teach Victorian literature to non-Victorians and nineteenth-century literature to students born in the late twentieth century.
I don’t remember what year I met Zishe Landau. It is also unclear to me whether it was late in autumn or early in spring.
