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"Rebuilding Jewish Life in Judea, Israel"
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JUDEA ELECTRONIC MAGAZINE Vol.7, No.6 Kislev-Tevet 5760/Nov-Dec 1999
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Website: www.virtual.co.il\clients\judea
Contents:
* The Fall of Maon Farm / The Maon Homestead's Last Stand
* The Next Generation
* The Gush Etzion Lobby
* Back Under Siege
* Peace Watch - December 1999
* The Alarm is Sounding
* Ma'ale Hazeitim on the Map
* Bat Ayin: Under Their Own Fig Tree
* Book Review: Letters from Jerusalem 1947-1948
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THE FALL OF MAON FARM
With tears in their eyes, singing songs of Israel, the residents and
supporters of the Maon Farm in the South Hebron Hills were removed from
the location by IDF soldiers upon orders of Prime Minister Ehud Barak.
(See JM 7-5).
Troops moved in quickly and the residents, many crying and asking
the soldiers to act upon their conscience and not orders, began singing
songs while sitting and lying on the ground. "G-d does not want you to do
this!" one resident screamed at the soldiers as six of them picked him up
and carried him off the area.
Despite reports to discredit the Maon residents indicating they
would take up arms, no one lifted a hand to the soldiers who came to
dismantle their home and house of worship.
About 20 residents stood atop the roof of one building in an attempt
to make the evacuation more difficult but the soldiers continued taking
the residents from the area, with four and five soldiers carrying each
person the one-kilometer (6/10 mile) walk to waiting buses which took the
residents to Kiryat Arba, about 15 kilometers (9 miles) away.
National Union MK Rechavam Ze'evi asked how it was that the current
administration would approve the "transfer and eviction" of Jews from
their homes while it openly denounced such tactics against the Arab
population.
(Yesha Communities Bulletin Board, November 10, 1999,
http://israelwire.com)
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THE MAON HOMESTEAD'S LAST STAND
David Wilder
At about 3:30 in the morning, in the black of night, the throngs
began arriving, all in uniform -- soldiers, police, and military police.
Their mission: Transfer!
The Maon Homestead was founded next to the Maon community in the
South Hebron Hills two and a half years ago. A year and a half ago, the
day after Pesach, the residents were attacked by a group of Arabs and Dov
Dribben was murdered, leaving a widow and 4 sons. The house he had
started building was finished by others, including 19-year-old Harel
Ben-Nun, a skilled builder, who was later killed when ambushed by Arabs
at the Shomron community of Yitzhar.
The families at Maon had one goal: to work the land. They planted
vineyards, an olive grove and other fruit trees. They also kept a stable
and horses.
The transfer ended this morning at about 8:00. Hundreds of people
who gathered there for the Maon Homestead's Last Stand were carried and
dragged into waiting buses. Over 30 children and youth were arrested and
taken to Jerusalem. The beautiful log cabin house, built by two young men
who were killed because they dared to settle Eretz Yisrael, was destroyed
by giant Israeli tractors. What the Arabs did not succeed in doing,
Israel is doing for them. The Maon Homestead is dead. But it will never,
ever, rest in peace.
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Pictures of the Maon Homestead, before and after, can be viewed on
the Hebron Web Site: http://www.hebron.org.il/pictures.htm
For additional photos and video links of the events at the Maon
Farm, see: http://www.zionet.co.il/havat_maon/pinuy/
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THE NEXT GENERATION
NEW YESHA OUTPOST: A new outpost was established overnight in Gush
Etzion, near the community of El David (Nokdim), populated by young
members of the Dor Hemshekh [Next Generation] movement. The Yesha Council
refused a request by Deputy Defense Minister Ephraim Sneh to dismantle
it; Council leaders claim they are not "government subcontractors for
evacuations." Yesha Council leaders demand the same treatment for the
Arabs and their dozens of illegal structures in Gush Etzion as for the
Jews who were recently uprooted from the Maon farm and other
mini-settlements. Police removed the settlers the next morning. (Arutz
Sheva News Service, November 23, 1999, www.arutzsheva.org)
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NEW YESHA OUTPOST - THE FOLLOWING WEEK: Some 25 young members of the
Dor Hemshekh [Next Generation] movement were detained by the police this
afternoon. They were evacuated from a site outside the community of
Nokdim, in eastern Gush Etzion, where they attempted to start a new
outpost. Danny Gefen, one of those detained, told Arutz-7 today, "The
site is about three kilometers away from the Herodion, and in the area
slated for El David. The police used force on us, not violence, although
one woman had her arm broken during the course of being pushed by the
police." (Arutz Sheva News Service, November 30, 1999)
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"Dor Hemshekh" (young generation of Yesha) has a web-site -
http://www.dor.org.il
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THE GUSH ETZION LOBBY
A lobby for Gush Etzion has been formed to meet the coming threats
to its territorial integrity and security. Of late, we have been witness
to very disturbing developments surrounding us:
A) The handing over by our government to the Palestinian Authority
jurisdiction over hundreds of dunams in the heart of the Gush;
B) Persistent rumors of plans to abandon the eastern Gush in final
status talks;
C) Stopping construction of vital roads and arteries that were
already approved and funded: 1) the improvement of the
Elazar-Efrat-Alon Shvut segment of the main Jerusalem highway; 2) the
northern entrance road to Efrat; 3) the by-pass road from Jerusalem to
Tekoa/El David (providing the only access to Jerusalem should traffic on
the Tunnel Road be disrupted); 4) the El-Arub by-pass road connecting
Jerusalem and the Gush to Kiryat Arba and Beer Sheva.
D) The announcement of a complete construction freeze in Yesha.
Because of the activities of the Action Committee of Gush
Etzion and Efrat in opposition to PA jurisdiction in the heart of the
Gush, the Civil Administration has been pressured into destroying seven
illegal Arab structures. Work on the "farms" continues, however, at a
furious pace. Every day more land is cleared -- and thereby claimed -- by
the Palestinian Authority. Every day, foundations are laid for future
structures. Every day, infrastructure work on a massive scale continues.
If allowed to continue, the PA will soon be in a position to start
marginalizing our existence here and making our lives intolerable.
In response, on 24 Dec 99 local Jewish residents began to clear
state land for agriculture near the Arab farms in Gush Etzion, demanding
the same rights that the authorities have permitted to the Arabs.
To support the Gush Etzion Action Committee, please contact:
amiel2@crosswinds.net.
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BACK UNDER SIEGE
With the change of government in Israel, the Jewish residents of
Judea again feel under siege. The deciding issues in the May 1999
elections had been domestic -- questions of religion and state -- with
matters of security barely discussed. Now, as believers in the Jewish
return to Zion, we watch in amazement and disbelief as the entire Golan
is offered to Syria and more and more land in Judea and Samaria is given
away to Arab control.
According to current opinion polls, most Israeli Jews do not favor a
total withdrawal from the Golan, and Prime Minister Barak has pledged a
public referendum to ratify any Syrian-Israeli agreement.
In Judea, the construction of European-funded Arab farms proceeds on
the hills opposite Jewish villages. Barak has announced a freeze in the
approval of new building permits in Judea and Samaria, while reports of a
total freeze are heard repeatedly. If this should occur, one wonders of
the fate of thousands of Arab construction workers who today work in
Jewish towns and villages.
A few months ago the "safe passage" route for Arabs was opened
between Gaza and Judea and Samaria. Scores of young Gazan job-seekers
headed for Ramallah, where they hoped to relocate after finding work.
They camped out in the mosques, found stiff competition for jobs with the
local Arabs, turned to thievery, and ran afoul of local PA security boss
Rajoub who sent them back to Gaza.
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PEACE WATCH: DECEMBER 1999
In mid-December 1999, gangs of Arab youth attacked Jewish families
traveling between Tekoa and Efrat, smashing the windows of at least three
vehicles. Our Arab neighbors continue to turn the violence on and off
whenever they wish -- six years after the "peace" of Oslo. The attacks
occurred on the road below the Arab village of Tuqua. There is a PA
police station in Tuqua but its occupants did nothing to block the
attacks.
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THE ALARM IS SOUNDING
Shimon Seidner
In June of 1995 I made aliya with my wife and three children at the
time. On July 11 Yitschak Zev was born and I took ownership of Sharlo
Butcher Shop in Efrat.
I had only been here a short month and there were people coming
around speaking in Hebrew on a loud speaker at 12:00 midnight; of course
I had no idea what they were saying. It seemed a little frightening to me
because I understood the tone of urgency. That was the first time I saw
Jews taking a hilltop in the land G-d chose to give us.
The next morning I went outside to see what us Jews were up to. They
were in the street, the police were rough and violent, Jews beating Jews,
and there I was on the sidewalk looking in horror, in shock, tears
running down my cheek; Jews in the street dancing, singing, blocking
traffic, and being beaten.
What was this all about, I thought. What is all this fuss over a
hill, one small hill. There must be some deeper meaning for all this
anger. My aliya seemed to be taking a new twist. A few weeks later Prime
Minister Rabin and Shimon Peres gave permission for the people of Efrat
to live on that hill. I began to get a sense of why I was here, a sense
of belonging to the land.
Some short weeks later several women from Efrat decided to take the
Dagan hill; the government was not happy at all. I truly feel deep in
myself that was the beginning of the downfall of that government. There
were many demonstrations in the streets and tremendous violence against
people who believed in their G-d-given right to protect their
inheritance, their land. These were real hard times for my family just
making aliya and witnessing our people give away our small Holy Land,
still struggling to make sense of it all.
There were so many people that lost their lives from terrorism. We
all felt the pain, grief, a sense of rage and uncertainty. Where was I, I
thought, what's happening? A guy who came to interview for a butcher
position was blown up the next day on a #18 bus; to this very day I still
have his name and phone number in my wallet because I don't have the
heart to throw it away.
As time goes on and four years have passed, my family, myself, have
witnessed the assassination of Yitzhak Rabin, hundreds of people killed
in explosions, Jews fighting for their land, Jews being arrested, Jews
being thrown off their own land, being stoned with rocks, threats of
retaliation from Iraq, people thinking about their gas masks, being spit
on in Hebron, countless incitement from the Arab world going unnoticed by
the world, Palestinians teaching their children baseless hatred and
numerous incitements by their press and clergy, a peace process that
makes no sense except for the Arabs, a world who only sees what Moab
sees.
I won't leave, I can't. I owe it to you, G-d, to us, to my children.
The alarm is sounding, seeds have been planted, and we still have time to
change the course. Are we so blind to what's happening? Hitler incited
the people for years until he unleashed his fury. Do we truly believe
that Yassar Arafat wants peace? Do we really?
We all have to pull ourselves together, before we give ourselves
away. It's time to make the hard decisions for peace, no more land. We
all really know it's not the answer. We all really know that the Arabs
want all of Israel. It's hard for us to understand why, except that is
what is.
(The author is a resident of Tekoa - seidner@netmedia.net.il)
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MA'ALEH HAZEITIM ON THE MAP
The Jewish neighborhood of Ma'aleh HaZeitim in eastern Jerusalem,
which only three years ago was at the center of a battle for Jewish
rights in the Arab neighborhoods of Jerusalem, is now a well-established
fact, and even some of its most bitter enemies admit that "there is no
stopping it now." Nadav Shragai reports in _Ha'aretz_ today that four
Jewish families are already living in Ma'aleh HaZeitim, and new families
are expected to move into the first apartments currently being built
within a few months. The compound, owned and developed by Dr. Irving
Moskowitz, will comprise a total of 119 apartments, a synagogue, a
commercial center and a kindergarten. Shragai writes that 60 families,
both religious and secular, have already signed up for the project --
only hundreds of meters southeast of the entrance to the Western Wall.
Chaim Ramon, the Minister for Jerusalem Affairs who has not
concealed his disdain for the Jewish presence in the mostly-Arab
neighborhood, admitted this week, "All the legal aspects of this matter
have been examined. The professional opinions we have received have
determined that the construction at this site is legal and it is not
possible to stop it." Another left-leaning public personality, former Tel
Aviv Mayor Shlomo Lahat, has expressed support for the activities of
Ateret Cohanim association in settling the currently-Arab areas of
Jerusalem, and opined that the people of that organization want to live
together with the Arabs in peace. "The riots we see from time to time, or
so I understand, are not real riots, but the initiative of Arabs who have
sold houses to Jews, Arabs who have to demonstrate their opposition to
Jewish settlement if they don't want to be devoured by their friends, who
suspect them of collaboration," said Lahat.
(Arutz Sheva News Service, December 5, 1999)
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BAT AYIN: UNDER THEIR OWN FIG TREE
Jody Kasner
Bat Ayin is a village of 90 families, mostly newly religious, in
Gush Etzion, 20 minutes south of Jerusalem. Approximately 80 percent of
the residents are native Israelis, with the rest a mix of British,
Russian, Danish, and Americans.
Out of principle, there is no fence surrounding the village, though
there is the standard security gate for cars to pass through. "Jews have
to have the strength to live in this country without fear," says Daniel
Kohn, one of the original settlers and the community rabbi of Bat Ayin.
"It is unreasonable for us to live in ghettos."
Arab labor stops at the gate and local construction is done
exclusively by Jewish laborers -- thus living out the original Zionist
ideal. Kohn admits that it's "costly and inconvenient, but if we make
exceptions it's easy to drop the whole ideology."
But it is a spiritual commitment, not politics, that is the uniting
force in Bat Ayin. The desire to build Bat Ayin came out of "a common
commitment to seeking God, observing Torah and living as Jews without the
particular trappings certain communities impose on you," says Kohn. "We
look for idealistic people, open to variation, open to a commitment to
being involved in general society."
Chana Bracha Siegelbaum, originally from Denmark, came to live in
Bat Ayin because of this attitude. "We wanted a place that's Zionistic
but serious about Torah, and recognizes that there are different
legitimate ways in Torah," says Siegelbaum, who runs a learning program
for women based in Bat Ayin.
Bat Ayin was founded ten years ago by seven families, originally
living in tents and trailers. The original intention was to allot five
dunams of land to each family, but as the community has grown, that goal
has proved unrealistic. So while most families do not earn a living from
working the land, many families keep chickens and goats, vegetable
patches and fruit trees.
Rabbi Natan Greenberg heads the Bat Ayin Yeshiva. At Bat Ayin, he
says, "people tend to be more individualistic, but there is a collective
identity of spirituality, Torah, and modernity." Rav Natan, as he is
called, describes the yeshiva as a "modern Orthodox, haredi, Zionist and
hassidic" institution all in one.
He strongly encourages his students to view their respective
backgrounds as part of their self-identities. "Many ba'alei teshuva
[newly religious] reject values they don't want to reject and don't need
to reject. There are many wonderful things out there," Natan says. That's
why the yeshiva as a whole has been supportive of such efforts as the
recently released Bat Ayin musical CD featuring original songs by
students, and the participation of Bat Ayin students in an outreach tour
in America with the popular band Phish.
Rav Natan just opened a women's midrasha in Bat Ayin less than a
ten-minute walk from the men's trailers. When asked about problems of
modesty in having two such institutes so close together, Rav Natan only
half jokes that they could "build a wedding hall in between."
Bluma Sheindl Gollub moved out to Bat Ayin from Jerusalem partially
because she was "tired of being in Jerusalem, the rush and running
around" and partially because she wants to be a part of a new initiative
where "all these amazing women who haven't found their element in other
schools have come together at the same time to start something special."
Part of what has been seen as different about Bat Ayin is the way
the people dress. The men are bearded, with long side curls and big
colorful kippas. The women wear flowing cotton dresses, kerchiefs over
their hair, socks and sandals on their feet.
On the one hand, a strong set of rules, based on Jewish law, governs
the conduct of the residents. On the other hand, they live as individuals
with a variety of Orthodox views, from Breslov to Habad to modern
Orthodox, together in a physically isolated community. "The fact that we
are not willing to be rigidly classified shakes them up a little,"
responds Rav Natan. "The message coming out of Bat Ayin is that you can
be deeply spiritual and deeply connected to the world and to Israel."
Practically speaking, that means that while many residents follow
haredi streams of Judaism, there are also Israeli flags flying from the
front gate of the yishuv and residents serve in the army and do reserve
duty.
Another part of the Bat Ayin stereotype is the earth-loving nature
of the community. There is a conscientious effort to recycle, to eat
healthfully and, according to Kohn, "a concern for the environment, a
certain naturalism." Originally all families received plots of land,
according to Siegelbaum, "as part of the original philosophy of the
settlers of connecting Torah learning with working of the land."
Currently, a number of people from the community are working in farming
on a nearby hillside. They also have olive trees and grapes grown in an
organic vineyard. Recently they have begun to bottle some wine through
the Gush Etzion winery.
Several permanent residents are musicians and artists. There has
been some effort over the years to make Bat Ayin an artistic center for
the ba'al teshuva community. There are also people living in Bat Ayin who
make their livings as teachers, doctors and dentists.
So on some level the "hippies on the hill" is just a regular
community of ordinary people living by the Torah in Israel. On another
level, the community is unique. As Kohn says, "it's a horizon that's more
human, less ideological, more spiritually exciting and joyous."
(From _Jerusalem Post_, 17 Sep 99, In Jerusalem, pp. 4-5)
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Book Review:
LETTERS FROM JERUSALEM 1947-1948
An American girl from Brooklyn gets a ZOA scholarship to study at
Hebrew University in Jerusalem, so off sails Zipporah Porath in September
1947 to the land called Palestine. Her "Letters from Jerusalem" are the
letters she wrote home during a year that would change her life and the
lives of every Jew.
"When I came, I had no way of knowing that I would arrive in the
Holy Land at the right moment in history; that 1947-48 would be a fateful
year; that I would be caught up in Israel's War of Independence, join the
Haganah, serve as a nurse and live through the siege of Jerusalem.
The letters I wrote to my family were treasured and preserved by my
parents. Four decades later I reread what I had written then and realize
that these letters vividly recapture the incredible ecstasy of being part
of statehood-in-the-making: the privilege, pride, euphoria, bravery and
bloodshed that is now their heritage. I told it as I saw it happen. I was
there!
October 1947 - Dear Everybody, I keep pinching myself just to make
sure that I am really here. After seventeen days at sea we finally
reached Haifa.
"Why did you come? What are you doing here? What was wrong with
America?" they asked. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Then I got
mad and took them on one by one and all together. Whose country do you
think this is? The Turks', Britain's? Eretz Yisrael belongs to the
entire Jewish people. I have as much right to be here as you. It's the
natural place for a Jew to be.
I went on a tour of Gush Etzion with Dov, an American who's studying
at Hebrew University on the GI bill, and Oded, a Sabra who lives in our
student house. We set out at about 5:00 in the morning for town where we
caught an Arab bus and headed for Hebron. Our first stop was Kibbutz
Revadim, which is only about four months old. Oded, who served as our
guide, joined the settlement when it was established and was able to
point out what had been accomplished in the months since he had been
there. The youngsters who had founded the settlement with Oded were from
the non-religious Hashomer Hatzair movement. After tramping a couple of
miles over the hills of Judea we arrived at a religious kibbutz, Ein
Tzurim, about a year old. By 10:30 a.m. we were headed for Massuot
Yitzhak, taking a shortcut over the mountains. Oded called our attention
to the fact that one of these mountains had been the scene of an ancient
Maccabean battle. At Massuot Yitzhak the first person we met there was a
fellow student who showed us around. The houses were beautiful,
surrounded by gardens and landscaped paths. In summer, the kibbutz
members make a tidy sum by moving into tents and renting their houses to
city vacationers. About two miles further was our final stop, Kfar
Etzion, about four years old. A beautiful spot. Modern dining room,
children's house, a real bathroom and shower house, culture hall and a
fine library. They have a bee farm and furniture shop and a chicken run
with the latest equipment. The only problem is that they are smack in the
heart of Arab territory. Little did I know that only months later there
would be fierce fighting in this area, that all these settlements would
fall and almost all the men of Kfar Etzion would be massacred.
November 1947 - Up until now, concerned mainly with studies, seeing
the country and getting to know the local scene, I was blithely unaware
of the double life most of my fellow students were leading. They were
being secretly trained by the Haganah -- under the very noses of the
British -- laying the foundation for an independent Jewish defense
organization. It wasn't long before I joined them. But never in my
wildest dreams did I imagine the possibility of a Jewish State would soon
become a reality and that my student days would be short-lived.
December 1947 - While I was sitting one day in a student hangout,
Cafe Brazil, someone I didn't know passed me a note setting a mysterious
appointment with another unknown party, who asked if I would do my share
to help defend Jerusalem. With typical impulsiveness I said "Yes," never
realizing what I was letting myself in for. The swearing-in ceremony was
in the best cloak-and-dagger tradition and very impressive. A dark room
in the basement of the Rehaviah High School, with only a dim light
shining on a table draped with a Jewish flag. Sitting behind the table
were three men, their faces hidden in the shadows, who questioned me
carefully. Then, confronted with a Bible and a pistol, I was sworn in.
January 1948 - I'm not so sure the British would have extended my
visa had they known about my Haganah activities at that time. Among other
assignments, I carried hand grenades stuffed into my blouse, while out
walking supposedly guilelessly beside a Haganah man. For a Haganah man to
be caught with arms by the British could have meant a death sentence.
Women generally were not searched, so our job was to accompany the men
and deliver the goods where they were needed. As I was "well-endowed,"
the added bulk of firearms around my waist didn't arouse suspicion, so I
was much in demand for these outings.
Jerusalem's face was sad today. Thirty-five boys, Haganah fighters,
mostly university students, all young wonderful people, were sent to
relieve the besieged Gush Etzion kibbutzim and were massacred by the
Arabs. Oded was among the dead, who had taken me on an excursion to that
very area when I first arrived.
March 1948 - I look at it this way. I am not a better or a worse
person, a braver or a weaker person than anyone else here. As long as
they can take it, I should be able to and, perhaps, then some. I like
living in Palestine. I love Jerusalem. There is no running away. A couple
of miles isn't going to make a difference. You'd have to run thousands of
miles and keep on running the rest of your life.
May 1948 - This last month all contact with the world outside
Jerusalem has been cut off. I think I have changed in many ways from the
girl you kissed good-bye that day at the pier. I've seen so much of life
and death. Nursing, perhaps, released a natural warmth, the kind of
humanness that is stifled and repressed in the New York jungle. Blood,
gushing freely in my hands, no longer fills me with fear and panic, but
becomes a message requiring decisive and deft action. And you know that,
perhaps, you have saved a man's life.
June 1948 - You can get used to and learn to live with all kinds of
difficulties: being cut off from the world, no mail, critical shortages
of everything, total and constant fatigue of body and spirit; but what is
difficult to take, even impossible to accept, is the loss of friends,
people you knew, and even the ones you didn't know. They cannot be
forgotten even for a second ... so many, so terribly many.
October 1948 - A year has passed and I am at home in all of Israel.
It's my country, I own the place - I'm fighting for it.
What lies below the surface and motivates most of the people who
live here is fierce dedication and uncompromising faith, an unbeatable
combination. Israel's capability cannot be measured by any standard
yardstick. It defies reason. It has to do with self-sacrifice,
resourcefulness and steadfast determination. You have to see these people
in action to understand what makes this country tick. They're incredible.
Epilogue - People today, especially young people, sometimes forget
that only a few short decades ago there was no Jewish State, no Israel.
It didn't exist. They take it for granted. But for those of us who were
privileged to take part in its birth, Israel will always have a special
aura. It was a turning point not only in the history of our people but in
our personal lives as well.
What I discovered in my first year here is still true. I belong
here. This is my home.I am still a starry-eyed optimist who believes that
whatever we do here as individuals is meaningful. We count just by being
here, helping to bring closer the dream of a better Israel. My commitment
to this country is still a source of personal satisfaction. Then, as now,
I know why I am here."
(_Letters from Jerusalem_ 1947-1948 by Zipporah Porath was published
by Temple Israel of Scranton, PA, email: tiscran@epix.net).
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