i was up at 2:30 a.m. (I would like to s ay it was as if my heart told me but I wake up sometimes like that) and as I was preparing my hot milk, the sirens went off again. Once again we shared night stories with the students. I am a joker in these circumstances, trying to make everyone calm, but forgetting to take my shoes.
And the sirens go off, and we run to the shelter. And the only people who join us are our next door neighbor and the kids from upstairs. No one else has the energy to run down all those steps. So there are 4 adults and 5 students. We hear the rockets and know they fell nearby, and some of the students are shaky, scared.
We wait a quarter of an hour and go upstairs and the sirens go off again. And one adult is fed up and doesn’t come down. The five students, however, are young and very fast. One has remembered my suggestion to bring Rummicub and we begin to play. They are playing in Arabic and translating themselves to Hebrew for me. I am totally unfocused but what the hell – we play. And the time has passed when we could have gone upstairs but we haven’t finished the game. Finally, I came in second to last and let them go home. Let’s hope that was it for the night.
I know, I know, you’re checking in to see what the simple citizen thinks of all the rockets being fired on Ashkelon, Ashdod, Jerusalem, and of course, the whole area near Gaza. And guess what, we don’t like it. Today, on the Israel Trail (where we walked at least 12 miles in the hot sun to see all kinds of ruins of civilizations built on civilizations destroyed), most of the people with whom I spoke blamed Bibi’s policies in Jerusalem, but I think there are a lot of other answers as well, including the fact that we nurtured Hamas and ignored Fatach and Mohammed Abass, and that we didn’t do anything to help curb the violence and crime in Arab towns.
But you’re asking if I’m scared, and why I’m going out on the Israel trail when there are rockets all over. Okay, I’m scared. I do believe rockets will fall on Tel Aviv and I’ll be in danger. We have a shelter in the basement of our building, and I am always ready – but I’m more worried about children, grandchildren, and how they will all be affected. 15 months of lockdown was more than enough to screw them up.
so why was I wandering along to the source of the Yarkon river today? because it was out of rocket range. and it was beautiful.
sometimes it is good to remember happier days – my love for this poem has continued for seventy years. And it always makes me cry. I had to accept the challenge and try to translate it to Hebrew. Even if you don’t know Hebrew you can feel my emotion.
The sirens are going in Jerusalem, and we’ve been promised rockets in Tel Aviv. Me, with my stomach virus, hope I won’t have to leave the bathroom neighborhood for the shelter. but I’m ready.
Don’t tell me I am the only one who is sure this terrible violence in Jerusalem is not fueled by our prime minister and the minister of justice. Don’t tell me that we could be handling this completely differently. Violence like this is the only way the transfer of power can be interrupted.
Don’t tell me we should be parading Israeli flags in East Jerusalem today to ensure a good neighbor policy.
and furthermore – one thing about women is that they learn from their bodies to count ahead. Today Yair was going to go to the president and present the government. But he can’t get it together because the Arab party Ra’am can’t commit in this atmosphere so the government can not be completed and presented. Now if the unrest continues for 24 days, when Lapid’s mandate finishes, Bibi can start all over again.
The inevitable chaos is here – it was always going to be about Temple Mount. It was always about the mosque built over the temple. holy for both religions. And tomorrow is Jerusalem Day. A day for a city that could be the best place in the world, a city I once loved but have avoided whenever possible for the past four decades. And now it is the city that will – as a poet. Rina Ribalow, once wrote – “break my heart.”
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