Monday, May 12, 2008

A Story for Yom HaZikaron/Yom Ha'atzmaut - By Katie Green


I would like to share with you a “coincidence” that happened in our family just before Pesach, as I believe the story has relevance to Yom Ha’atzmaut and the miracle of our living here. The hours of Yom HaZikaron will are dark ones, so I am hoping this story will offer some comfort.

A few weeks ago, I got a phonecall from my parents’ friend Becky. Becky is now in her seventies, but my family first came to know her in 1939 when she and her parents and sister fled Germany and came to live in rented rooms on the upper floor of my grandmother’s house. My grandparents lived in Stamford Hill, London, which even then was a very Jewish area, but my grandparents were not observant Jews, not even traditional Jews. My grandpa had a grocery store and I am not even going to tell you what kinds of foods were for sale in that shop!

My grandparents loved the refugee family living upstairs, and a warm friendship sprung up between them. Similarly, my father who was then seven years old and had no sisters, welcomed little Becky, also seven, and included her in his circle of friends. But although my father bestowed upon Becky the gift of friendship, Becky had an even greater gift to bestow upon him, the gift of Yahadut.

Becky’s family were devoutly religious and staunch Zionists. Every Shabbat, Becky dragged my father to the local shul for Bnei Akiva meetings. (In those days, Bnei Akiva was called “Torah Ve’Avodah”). What did my father learn at these weekly meetings? It was not much, but it was everything. A little of the weekly Torah portion, some geography and history of Palestine, a few songs, a few dances.To this day my father loves to sing those Zionist songs of the 1940's, songs about clearing away the rocks in the Galilee, songs of the muscled young pioneers working in the fields. My father became a dentist and never did get to Israel himself, but you can see when he sings those songs today, how he would love to have drained a swamp or two.

My father's introduction to a Bnei Akiva altered his life forever. He developed a longing to become religiously observant. After the war was over in 1945, and when Berlin was divided into four parts, my father would listen on the radio to the Jewish army chaplain of the American forces stationed in Berlin. This Rabbi, whoever he was, sang the entire Seder service on radio about a week before Pesach. My father memorized the tunes to "Ma Nishtana" and "Dayeinu", and held the first family Seder in his home when he was about fourteen.

Becky and her family emigrated to the newly formed Jewish State in 1948. Although they could not attend each other's weddings, Becky and my father stayed in touch over the years. To this day, Becky and her husband Walter run a Judaica store in Haifa. My parents visited Becky on their first trips to Israel in 1968 and 1969, and the two families have visited each other on many occasions since. Becky and Walter's children, grandchildren and greatgrandchildren are all living in Israel.

Becky's son Abie was one of the earliest settlers of Karnei Shomron, where he and his wife bought their home about twenty years ago.A few weeks ago, Abie's son looked around him at Friday night minyan to see if there were any soldiers who would like to be invited for Shabbat dinner. Soldiers from the nearby base are always welcome at the table of Karnei Shomron families. Abie's son approached a young soldier and asked him if he would like to come back with him for Friday night dinner. This soldier was my son, Yonatan.

That evening at Shabbat dinner, my father's grandson and Becky's grandchildren sat around the table together,laughing and talking and singing zmirot. Never at any point did they make the connnection. It was only after Shabbat, when Abie was on the phone to his mother, that Becky said: "This boy has an American father and an English mother? His name's Yonatan and he lives in Bet Shemesh? I think I know who this must be!"I didn't want to tell Becky, when she phoned me with such excitement in her voice on Motzei Shabbat, that her "clues" fit the description of about a hundred boys living in the Bet Shemesh area! It was irrelevant, anyway. Bckey's sixth sense had told her that this was Peter's grandson, and indeed it was.

Yonatan was invited again to Abie's homefor Shvi''i of Pesach, and this time was Becky was there. You can imagine what a very festive meal that was.

On that same shvi'i of Pesach, my daughter Moriyah spent the afternoon taking her group of twelve year old Ethiopian girls. Moriyah is a madricha in the special snif set up by Bnei Akiva for Ethiopian children. What does Moriyah teach her chanichot on Shabbat and Chag afternoons? A little of the weekly Torah portion, some geography and history of the Land of Israel, a few songs and dances.

It is not much, but it is everything.

Chag Ha'atzmaut sameach to all the family of Israel, and may we blessed with peace and besurot tovot.



Anonymous Karin said...

Dear, need to be max exposed..

Thank you.

12:19 AM  
Blogger zaid1991 said...

ermm lemme put it simple and straight.Judaism is an amazing religion, then why are you people so greedy and evil? The Torah dint say illegaly take over another's land/ it dint say kill palestinean women and kids to defend youre freakin right to exist? Youre being all smart and saying hey we should do this to keep southern Israel safe and we should do that,but you ignore the bottom line, yor illegimately living in some one else's land. How hard is it to understand that hmmmm? Us and Israel constantly blab about Israels bloody right to exist but are shy and guilty to mention illegal occupation. You people create this bad example of yourselves and people think jews are evil and greedy. Your ruining the the name of your own bloody people. History doesnt call popular reveloutionaries as terrorists, then why hamas, the only tiny force palestine has is a terrorist organization? When you kiss USA ass and USA sends u billions in military help each year its all hunky dory, but when Iran helps the helpless palestineans or the lebanese( also victims of ure greed) with military equipment you condemn it. Blaming hamas rockets for the gaza massacre is a bloody joke!! if u dint lock 1.5 million ppl in a tiny strip with an economic blockade there wouldnt be rockets!. Fine you occupied arab land, but couldnt u take 50 % and give the other half to arabs? na that wouldnt do justice to ure evil minds. You have nuclear weapons but Iran cant have them...why? what the hell do u think of ureselves. ure just stinkin humans not deitys..HA israels right to self defence! give palestine an army, nuclear weapons(i noe u ppl have em, no use denyin) and then talk of self defence. Dont blame muslims for hatred towards u, theres a reason we dont hate the druze or zoroasters or any other ppl as much as we hate u. good day!

5:18 AM  

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