August 18, 1790

Published May 17, 2020 by rochellewisoff

Today Pegman travels to America’s smallest state, Rhode Island. As always, feel free to stroll around until you feel inspired to write up to 150 words. When you’re finished, post a link to your story on the InLinkz page to share with the other contributors. Remember that reading and commenting on the other stories is a big part of the fun!

Thanks to Josh and Karen for hosting the challenge. 

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With all the beautiful pictures of Providence on the Google maps menu, my research road took me about 39 miles south of Providence to Newport.

Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 150

AUGUST 18, 1790

Twelve-year-old Jacob squirmed on the wooden seat between Papa and Grandpapa Aaron. The warm August breeze through the synagogue’s open windows made him sleepy. “Why must we be here today? It’s not Shabbat.”

            His grandfather patted his knee. “I came to this country when I was your age, you know.”

           “Yes, Grandpapa.” Jacob rolled his eyes. How many times had he heard how his grandfather came to the colony of Newport, Rhode Island to escape oppression in Brazil? “I know.”

           “What you don’t know,” Grandfather pointed to a tall man sitting in the seat of honor, “is today is the day you’ll remember for the rest of your life.”

            Twenty years later, Jacob held his son on his lap. “I will never forget the day President Washington spoke at Jeshuat Israel and said these words, ‘The government of the United States gives to bigotry no sanction, to persecution, no assistance.’”



Nu? How could I resist the first synagogue in America. Established in 1763? (Guess you could call that providence. 😉 )

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17 comments on “August 18, 1790

  • Love this story. What a gem of history you’ve uncovered! Have you ever considered putting these Pegman stories into a collection? I love how you’re able to connect historical events to Judaism all over the world. It would make a great book. Seriously!

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  • I love how you bring such a personal, family element to this historical event. How lucky for Jacob that he has his grandfather to tell him stories of their personal history, and to recognize at the time –and be there– for events of larger history. Something to pass down to his own children and grandchildren in turn.

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  • Great little story! I learn something new every time I read one of your heart warming stories. I do agree with other comments here that you should somehow bind them into a book.

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    • מיכל יקרה

      I’m thinking that a book of these stories would have to be self-published. It might be something to look into. Interestingly, I read some of these flashes at a local Jewish poetry reading here in Kansas City where they were accepted as poetry.They were very well received. 😀 Something to consider. Thank you for your affirming comments.


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  • about poetry- I’m on the email list of and I receive a new poem every day into my mailbox. The art of poetry has changed a lot over the last hundred years. I usually know right from the first line when a poet was written in the early 1900’s. The modern poets are sometimes arranged as little stories- as prose- not as poems/songs at all.

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    • I’ve noticed that poetry has gone through many changes. I have a friend who never refers to my flashes as prose, always poetry. At one point in my life, the darkest, I wrote a lot of poetry…free verse…as my emotional journal. I have a box of over 300 of them. I don’t know if they’re any good or not. I stored them all on floppy disks which will give you an idea of how long ago I wrote them. 😉

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  • A nice story about a significant moment in history. I like your use of the technique of ‘story within a story’
    I think the idea of a self-published collection of flash fiction is a good one. I’ve been working on mine for the last month or so.
    You have a natural theme for yours. Go for it!


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