Sunday, March 21, 2010

My First Wedding (EVER) and the Jerusalem 10k

Shalom Lekulam!

Look at me getting back into the bloggosphere! ;-) I promise this isn't going to be a novel of a post like the last one was. Just wanted to mention to fun little events that happened last week.

The first (if you haven't already gathered from the title of this entry), is that I went to a wedding....for the first time in my life! My Hebrew teacher invited me to her wedding (which was incredibly nice of her, considering that i've only known her for 2 months at most). My friends Shaul and Shaike (who introduced me to Meirav) took me to the wedding. I got to dress up, and I even managed to find sleeves which matched perfectly with my dress! (Sleeves because I needed to be kosher).

It was sooo beautiful and a lot of fun. A traditional Jewish wedding is so different from the american weddings you see in the movies. No bridesmaids/groomsmen, no walking down the isle. There were a couple hundred people there...which is SMALL by Israeli standards! The newlyweds don't eat at a table overlooking the entire hall of guests. Instead, they come out for the dancing and then go from table to table, greeting all the guests, getting blessings, and thanking everybody! (It's actually a lot of work!) Meirav looked absolutely stunning in the dress and all in all it was a great time!





Two days later - I ran the Jerusalem 10k! (There was also a half-marathon, but I am nowhere near being able to run that much. Maybe in my next life.) Though it drizzled a bit in the mornining, it turned out to be a beautiful day. I knew 3 other people running the half-marathon, and I got to see everyone, cheer them on, and get amped up for my own run. This run was a bit different from Tel Aviv for a number of reasons. Firstly - it's all hills here! SWhile there are plenty of flat roads in T.A. - Jerusalem has maybe...1...at best! ahha. Secondly, the route itself wasn't as exciting (maybe because I know the neighborhood?) But also, the paths we were running on were very narrow at times which is kind of scary - people are shoving, swerving around runners, and slowing down a lot.



In the end, it was still fun. I finished in 1 hour 2 min and 46 seconds! Tamar and Paul (Director and sub-director of IGF) were at the finish line and gave me a chocolate medal! (The best kind there is!! ;-) So it was good.

The only bad news is that I found out that I'm semi-flatfooted. This explains why my knees and hips hurt so much when I run! The only thing that can really be done about this, is to go to a pediatrist to get special insoles made. Great - now I have to be self-conscious about my feet?!?! just kidding. It's not a big deal, but I haven't been running since. Not because I'm lazy (though i am), but simply because it hurts! So we'll see what happens with that. Maybe I'll just keep doing 10k's - afterall, you get a free shirts and people think you're fit!!! haha.

In other news, mom is coming to visit me in 6 days!!!! weeeeeee!! so stay tuned - i'm sure I'll have plenty of stories :)

*~* Shabbat Shalom *~*
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Sunday, March 14, 2010

Tiyul to the Negev and Sderot

Remeber how I said that I finally have some interesting stuff to write about now? Well, that's because we took a trip to the Negev and the city of Sderot. The general theme of the trip was learning about the periphery of Israel and the different issues which accompany this region of the country. For those who are not familiar, the Negev is the name of the desert region in the south(in hebrew it means 'dry'), which comprises more than half of the land in Israel. It's incredibly beautiful, hot as hell, in desperate need of water, and lacking in development (for the reasons just mentioned).

We started off with a visit to Ben Gurion University and met with the President of the university. That was nice. Then we visited a unique industrial park which was founded by Stef Wertheimer. (You can read about him and his industrial park model here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stef_Wertheimer#Industrial_parks).
Afterwards, we went to the Abu Basma Regional Council. This is basically an organization/body which is trying to deal with the issue of the Beduins in the South. Before this trip, I really didn't know anything at all about the Beduins of Israel (except that they have camels and very delicious tea). Historically, the beduins were a nomadic people of the region. They are not 'Palestinian', nor are they exactly Muslim (that is, they have their own unique traditions which are not necessarily based on the sharia). There are actually 2 sectors of Beduins in Israel -the ones in the North and the ones in the South. The northern beduins are much more assimilated, less severe in their traditions, and more integrated with modern society. The beduins of the south, however, are much more traditionalist and have not really accepted modernity. Many beduins are invovled in crime, such as theft (EXTREMELY prevalent), drug trafficking, human trafficking, and violence. They accept money from the state but do not really recognize Israel. There is much you can write about this whole situation, so to make a long story short - the Beduins of the south are a serious problem which nobody wants to touch with a 10 foot pole! (seriously). Anymoo - so we visited this organization which is trying to somehow deal with this whole situation.
Continuing with our Beduin theme, we visited a beduin town called Likia. Here, we met with a Beduin woman who is spearheading an organization which is trying to bring about some form of rights (nevermind equality) to beduin women. [As I mentioned, the southern beduins are very traditional. This means that their society is extremely male-dominated. For example, women cannot go anywhere without their husband (or a male family member), they do not work, typically end their schooling after the 8th grade, and have restrictions on who they can marry. A man, on the other hand, can have up to 4 wives.]

So this woman (who'se name I don't remember, sorry), has started several projects. She put together a library, works with the local female community in terms of education, and has provided employment opportunities for women through the craft of embroidery. Traditional embroidery has been a part of the beduin culture, and now these women sell their crafts while getting their message out. She told us a story of how she wanted to take a group of women to the sea - without any male accompaniment. She got a phonecall threatening to burn her house down if she went through with the trip. She decided to go afterall, and her house was indeed burnt down. This just goes to show what this organization is up against. Clearly, bringing about change is no easy task. That's it for day one. (This is me with a cup of Beduin tea -- yummmm!)
The next morning we wake up at 5:30am (that's right - BEFORE dawn) and go for a hike in the Negev. It was absolutely beautiful! And the most amazing part - was that it was GREEN!!! There were dunes covered in yellow and purple flowers, and we got to spend some time sitting on our own little sand hill and enjoy the silence of the desert. Well worth the lack of sleep!




After a nap and lunch, we went over to Ben Gurion's tomb and house. Ben Gurion had a great love and intimate connection with the Negev. He had a lot of things to say about it (which I won't go into - but its very interesting and there is much written about the topic). BG's tomb (and his wife's) are incredibly modest and are on a point which overlooks the Negev. In his will, Ben Gurion requested that his house be preserved as is and become a museum. Walking through the rooms tells much of his personality and passions. He knew 9 languages, would stand on his head every day as part of his health regiment(no joke), was fascinated with Buddhism (spent 3 days in a Buddhist monestary living with the monks), slept no more than 3-4 hours per night (he thought sleeping was a waste of time, and perhaps most importantly - deeply deeply loved Israel! Really a fascinating character.


This was followed by a visit to a 'student village'. Basically, a couple of guys -after finishing the army - decided to initiate this housing project where students can live in wonderful apartments, pay very low rent, and get help with tuition - but in return, must volunteer 10 hours per week in the community and help work the land which this student village is situated on. After studying, the government offers to help subsidize mortgages for people who buy homes in the Negev. The idea is to slowly populate the Negev. By having people contribute to the community as well as invest a part of themselves in the land, they (hopefully) develop a connection to the Negev. So far it has been very successful and is very well organized. I mention this in the blog because it's truly remarkable how much spirit, passion, and dedication these people really have. It's like Zionism of the 21st century! I personally couldn't live there, but it was incredibly inspiring to see something built out of nothing. Not just physical houses but a legitimate and significant movement in its budding stages.
The last day was the most emotional. We got to Sderot and met this guy named Jacob Shrybman, who works for the Sderot Media Center (http://sderotmedia.org.il/). This organization is basically trying to let the world and israel know what people have actually been dealing with for the past 9 years in Sderot. Over 12,000 rockets have fallen on the city! Government has only recently been subsidizing the building of bomb shelters for residents. People can't leave because the value of property in Sderot has dropped by over 50% (I mean think about it... who the hell would want to buy a house that is most likely going to get hit by a rocket anyways?!). So most people are stuck. A generation of children has been growing up in this horrendous environment. There is a bomb shelter every 15 seconds, because that's how much time you have before the rocket hits. Now think about the implications of this.... How do you hear the alarm if you are in the shower? how do you go to the bathroom? how can you go grocery shopping? what if you sleep through the alarm at night? (that's redundant because nobody there has really slept in 9 years). How do you let your kids go play or go to school? The most fundamental aspects of life are completely mutilated because at any momment, a rocket could be launched and all you have is 15 seconds to pray that it doesn't hit you! I really can't imagine a situation any more fucked up than this. It's ABSOLUTELY disgusting and unbelievable.

**some of the many Kassam rockets**

**bus stop**

**That long catapillar is actually a bomb shelter for children to run into**


We also went onto a lookout point from which you can see northern Gaza. Unfortunately it was a bit foggier than usual (normally you can see the cars driving and everything). Never the less, it is RIDICULOUS how close Gaza is to Sderot. 2 miles!!! Can you imagine living 2 miles away from a place which is shooting rockets at you?!?! It was totally sureal to see it. Jacob pointed out the high-rise buildings which Arafat constructed from international aid money. You could see the power-plant in Ashkelon (which provides 70% of the electricity to Gaza) that was also rocketed. It's extremely difficult to understand the proximity of all these things until you see it with your own eyes. It's just unbelievable. Scary.



Our last stop on the trip was a meeting with a woman by the name of Rachel Saperstein. She and her family were evacuated (or as she says, expelled) out of their home in Gush Katif (Gaza) during the 2005 disengagement. Her husband lost his right arm in the Yom Kipur war. Her oldest daughter was on a bus which was blown up by a suicide bomber (luckily she survived). And then her husband lost several fingers on his left hand and was shot in the leg after a palestinian shot up his car in Gush Katif. Then the government pulled her out of her house and stuck her and her husband in a hotel room for 9 months. Now she is living in a special settlement specially designated for ex-Gush Katif residents. One of the guys in our group asked her if she feels like a refugee and she said yes. She's pissed, has lost much faith and trust in the government, and is not too optimistic about reconciling with the Palestinians. I asked her if she would have felt differently about the situation if peace would have resulted from the pull-out. She said: "It didn't. there is no peace. and that's the only thing that counts. don't be naieve - they want to kill us." Just like everything else we experienced on this trip, there is much to say about the situation and not enough room (or energy) to do so. The point is though, that regardless of how you may feel about the government's decision to evacuate Gaza, it is undeniable that this ruined family and severly damaged the spirit of these people.

So that was my trip in a nut-shell! I'm hoping to do a lot more traveling, now that the weather is turning up.
Hope I didn't exhaust you all with this long entry.
Will be writing you soon about my first experience at a wedding and running the Jerusalem 10k race! weeeeee :-D

All the best to everyone!!!
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Friday, March 12, 2010

Back from the Blogging Hiatus

Hello Hello to everyone!
Long time no blog! Hope you are all doing well. I haven’t written in some time, not because I completely forgot about the blog (on the contrary - I kept telling myself that *this* Shabbat I’ll write an entry) – but somehow I just never felt like I had anything significant to write. It’s not that my life is boring here, it’s just that I’ve finally settled down a bit. It took about 5 months or so, but I’ve got a little routine going. I work full time, have started running again (am running a 10k race in 6 days), am taking Hebrew lessons twice a week, going to our weekly seminars, and trying to have fun here and there when I can. It isn’t that exciting, but it’s funny how you really do acclimate to your surroundings after some time. I can get around town, am understanding just a *tad* bit more Hebrew, know a couple good spots to eat, and have even cooked Shabbat lunch.
I deal with problems when they come, know where to get cheap groceries, and officially can’t eat a meal without hummus.

It doesn’t seem like much, but I distinctly remember saying out loud how I can’t imagine ever feeling settled in any way. And here I am, 6 months later, sustaining an independent life in Israel. Pretty wild! Given the extremely minimal hardships which I’ve encountered while being here, I can’t help but think how unbelievably difficult it must have been for my parents to immigrate. It’s terrifying to come to a completely foreign place and have to build your life from scratch (never mind having children to feed and a family to somehow maintain and support). If my experience bears even the slightest resemblance to what they went through, I simply don’t have any words sufficient enough to describe my amazement and gratitude for everything that they went through. Makes me think twice when I want to complain about lack of friends or American comforts.

However, there is a price to pay for finally reaching a state of equilibrium and comfort in this environment. Because I have a daily routine and am keeping busy with day–to-day activities, I feel like I’m a bit out of synch with Israel. I used to be acutely aware of the fact that I was in Jerusalem – the holiest city there in the world. I felt the magic in the air and smiled when I would see someone praying on the bus – because that’s normal here. Jaffa oranges were that much better because they are grown in Eretz Israel. And going to a club and seeing guys in kippas dance was somewhat of a small miracle to me! These days, it’s not that I’m less aware of these things, or don’t think they are special – I just have to remind myself – and that’s really upsetting to me. I don’t ever want to take this country for granted, and I’m scared that that might be a natural side-effect of spending so much time here.
But don’t worry dear reader(s) - I do have new and legitimate adventures to write about, with pictures and everything. But I guess I just wanted to provide a little background as to what my life has been like in general. So no complaints. Hakol Beseder 

Lots of Love from Jerusalem
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