Is there a wrong way to talk about the&nbsp;Holocaust? That’s the question at the heart of&nbsp;this short about antisemitism that packs a vital&nbsp;and timely message. Only one ticket is needed to view all of the shorts virtually.

Anne Frank Gift Shop

Confusion escalates when a little girl thinks she sees the beloved family housekeeper steal an heirloom. Only one ticket is needed to view all of the shorts virtually.

Ganef

The Pink Lionesses from Israel are a unique women sports group whose common goal is to recover and recuperate from breast cancer.

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Paddling for Life

Four years ago, a peacock suddenly lands and settles on the grounds of a Leeds synagogue. Only one ticket is needed to view all of the shorts virtually.

The Peacock That Passed Over

Lahcen is a Muslim gravedigger in the Jewish cemetery in Marrakech. Until the day he dies, Lahcen will continue to open the house of the dead to Jews from around the world. Only one ticket is needed to view all of the shorts virtually.

People Asleep and the Water as Well

As the morning rises over Tel Aviv, Dror encounters Eitan, his ex. Both are on their way ack home from a long night out. Only one ticket is needed to view all of the shorts virtually.

See You 'Round the Block

A stubborn young woman, anxious to see the world, must first overcome the Jewish guilt placed upon her by her overly critical grandmother. Contributed by the University of Arizona School of Theatre, Film &amp; Television. Only one ticket is needed to view all of the shorts virtually.

The Art of Leaving Home

The inconspicuous caretaker of the city's largest museum risks everything to save some of the "degenerate" artworks from being confiscated by the Nazis. Based on a true story. Only one ticket is needed to view all of the shorts virtually.

The Caretaker

Avinoam and Barak, father and son from a Kibbutz bordering the Gaza strip, are forced to deal with another round of rockets and combat, each in their own way. One night, Barak reaches a boiling point and Avinoam is forced to absorb the heat. Director's Statement, from Yahav Winner (of blessed memory)&nbsp;I was born in Kibbutz Kfar Gaza in 1986. The eldest son of two urban parents who chose to come to Kibbutz to fulfill the dream of a house with a garden. My father, a handsome, strong and tough man, decided to give me the name Yahav - security, hope. From the moment I was born, I felt the yoke of God on my shoulders, because in my head there were dreams, reflections and high sensitivities that made me cry from almost every situation. I grew up in the kibbutz as an alpha male blessed with blue eyes and an athletic body, one who was prophesied to be an elite officer or even, if he really succeeded, a pilot. But I, for as long as I can remember, have felt split. A boy who fails to grow up. Trying to be serious and concentrate on the "important" things in life like cars, business and money, but I couldn't. Instead I grabbed a guitar and sang. Or I told stories. Life in the kibbutz as a child I remember as heaven on earth. Green lawns, a pool, paths you can walk on barefoot. I only remember the nights as scary. I sleep in a bunk bed with my little brother under me, unable to fall asleep because of the sounds of the muezzin coming from Gaza. My father was angry with me for not falling asleep. In 2006, Paradise started to become less magical. Israel-Gaza relations began to heat up and souvenirs from Gaza in the shape of exploding pipes began to fall on the kibbutz. One day an exploding pipe fell on my neighbor Jimmy, my best friend's father, and I was the first to see him. This event carved a hole in my heart and from that moment I embarked on a path from which the return was long. Shortly after the incident, I left the army on my own accord. My father, my beacon, took it very hard. His child went crazy, and the whole kibbutz knew. Chronic knee pain began to develop for him. But instead of being angry with me, he internalized it and did an act of his that I will cherish to this day - he took me to work with him in the field, so that I would be close to him. We would drive in silence, father and son on the tractor, yellow wheat fields to our left, Gaza to our right. We didn't talk much, but in those days it was a lifeline for me. He was my hero. I remember that somewhere I developed an awareness of wars, as absurd as they are but inevitable. The tanks and jeeps that used to travel in our fields, trampling the farmers' work without recognition because everything is kosher when it comes to a military operation, would travel on the way to small and cunning Gaza, "to show them what it is" and who knows what kind of life they will harvest there. There were days when I couldn't digest the thought that whole families were being wiped out three kilometers from me and we have another cooking show on TV. In my film I try to capture a tragic and human triangle of the therapist, the patient and the absurd. My father - the therapist, I - the patient and the impossible and endless situation of the envelope and the Gaza Strip - the absurdity.

The Boy

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