Jerry

Passover Seder In Gaza

Letter To Alexandria

I composed a letter in my head to Alexandria while I was walking along a busy highway – lost, of course – somewhere between Afula and Pardes Hannah. The ordeal of getting lost in the Israeli bus system was getting to my head. It all vanished when I met a soldier who was proud to show me pictures of a Passover Seder.

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Sderot Children's Park

Sderot: A Town With PTSD Keeps Growing

I traveled to Sderot, on the Gaza border, where I once lived. For over 20 years Sderot has been terrorized by Gazans who have frequently launched rokets at Sderot. Nevertheless, only a few people have abandoned Sderot, while the city has grown.

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hostages

Passover: A Hope For Freedom

I could not, with complete honesty and compassion, wish my friends and family a happy holiday this year. Not while Israel is at war, and so many soldiers are away from their families. Not while more than a hundred of our tribe are being held hostage

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Combat Soldiers Volunteering At Meir Panim

Volunteering – Of Hope And Love

I have been doing volunteer work at Meir Panim in Or Akiva. It is a a non-profit organization that aids low-income / no-income families. The number of clientele picked up dramatically when the war started. There are, today, thousands of refugees who left their homes in the northern part of Israel.

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Iran launched drones and missiles at Israel Saturday night

Getting Around

I didn’t sleep much last night.  I waited for a drone and missile attack that didn’t happen in Pardes Hannah. To begin my volunteerhood, I had to go to Or Akiva.  So that was the first adventure.  I had to learn which was the right bus to get on, and I had to learn how to use the Rav Kav card to pay. With help from good people all around, I got to the destination.

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A young man reads the Torah.

What A Way To Start An Adventure

What A Way To Start An Adventure: It’s only two days since I arrived in Israel, and I am stilling feeling jetlagged. It’s Saturday, Shabbat, the Sabbath. I managed to wake up early, and go to a synagogue that Shai (my airbnb host) and I found yesterday evening. There was a bar mitzvah. So the synagogue was not overly crowded, but a lot of people were there. Except for one segment, the bar mitzvah boy read the entire parashah.  And he read it well.

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