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Eighth Grade in Israel<br />

“In Israel, in order to be a realist you must believe in miracles.” —David Ben Gurion, 1956<br />

Yom Haatzmaut in Israel<br />

By Daniella Nevid<br />

This year the eighth grade had<br />

the privilege of celebrating Yom<br />

Haatzmaut, Israel’s Independence Day,<br />

in Israel, a truly special experience. Yom<br />

Haatzmaut has so much meaning and<br />

value to the people living in Israel; it<br />

means one more year that this world finally<br />

recognizes Israel as a Jewish state.<br />

<strong>The</strong> day preceding Yom Haatzmaut<br />

is Yom Hazikaron, the Israeli Memorial<br />

Day where all of Israel mourns the fallen<br />

soldiers. <strong>The</strong> effect of having one day of<br />

sorrow preceding another day of complete<br />

joy and celebrations is quite strong.<br />

<strong>The</strong> entire country goes from utter stillness<br />

to all around thrill and pleasure.<br />

Still there is a connection between both<br />

days that is very beautiful; everyone in<br />

the country cries for one another as if<br />

they were each other’s brothers, sisters,<br />

parents or children, and then the next<br />

day they all celebrate together as one<br />

family. <strong>The</strong>re is no other nation that I<br />

can think of that has such pride in their<br />

Yom Hazikaron Ceremony in<br />

Be’er Sheva<br />

By Daniel Ernst<br />

In Israel, the majority of the population<br />

is bound by a unifying culture, and<br />

a unifying sense of patriotism. Although<br />

I am not Israeli, never before have I felt<br />

so much a part of this nationalism than<br />

at the ceremony commemorating Yom<br />

HaZikaron (Remembrance Day) in the<br />

city of Be’er Sheva.<br />

It was a cold night when we got off<br />

the bus in Be’er Sheva. We walked to a<br />

large square filled with seats, and a platform<br />

in front of the chairs. After everyone<br />

settled in, the Master of Ceremonies<br />

spoke briefly, and then the siren sounded.<br />

It was a shockingly loud, wailing siren.<br />

It was an air raid siren; its pitch went<br />

eyes on their independence day as Israel<br />

does.<br />

On Erev Yom Haatzmaut, the eve of<br />

Yom Haatzmaut, the country makes the<br />

transition between Yom Hazikaron and<br />

Yom Haatzmaut and that is when the festivities<br />

begin. Every city, town, kibbutz<br />

and home has some sort of celebration<br />

ranging from bonfires to concerts and<br />

festive dinners.<br />

As a part of our Israel trip the eighth<br />

grade had an opportunity to attend the<br />

city of Be’er Sheva’s Yom Haatzmaut<br />

concert. We arrived at the town plaza at<br />

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up then down and back up; it sounded<br />

like someone was crying. It gave me<br />

goose bumps, and made the hair on my<br />

arms stand straight up. Its sound demanded<br />

that I think; I thought about<br />

how everyone in the State of Israel was<br />

standing at this moment, hearing the<br />

same siren I was hearing, and thinking<br />

similar thoughts. Israel is a unified<br />

country, unified through the young men<br />

and woman it has lost in the name of<br />

freedom.<br />

After a long, long minute, Israelis<br />

sat down, and the ceremony continued.<br />

It continued with tearful speeches and<br />

heart-wrenching songs. It didn’t matter<br />

that I couldn’t fully understand the complex<br />

language they were using; I knew<br />

what they were saying.<br />

And then came a family—a mother,<br />

a father, and a brother, mourning the<br />

Jerusalem: A Synagogue for<br />

Everyone<br />

By Aliza Astrow<br />

On the eighth grade Israel trip, the<br />

eighth grade had the opportunity to attend<br />

Shabbat services at different synagogues<br />

in Jerusalem. Each student chose<br />

from among several options where they<br />

wished to attend services. Each of the<br />

synagogues offered an out of the ordinary<br />

experience, and everyone enjoyed<br />

the chance to participate in Israeli services<br />

different from the ones we are used<br />

to in New York. <strong>The</strong> following are the divergent<br />

synagogues that students in the<br />

eighth grade attended.<br />

Shira Hadasha is a liberal modern<br />

Orthodox service, with a translucent<br />

mechitza. Women are allowed to lead<br />

the services and read from the Torah.<br />

<strong>The</strong>re was a lot of singing, contrary to<br />

many traditional Orthodox services.<br />

Kol Haneshama is a Reconstructionist<br />

synagogue with a focus on<br />

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loss of their young son Yonatan. <strong>The</strong><br />

simplicity of their speech meant I could<br />

understand every word of the lamenting<br />

story of a mother answering a knock on<br />

the door one Erev Shabbat. During that<br />

story it didn’t matter that it was freezing<br />

outside, or how tired I was. I felt like<br />

I was mourning each of Israel’s losses,<br />

that I was mourning my own people. ◆<br />

4 ◆ <strong>Heschel</strong> Herald, <strong>Volume</strong> 1, <strong>Issue</strong> 5 <strong>The</strong> Abraham Joshua <strong>Heschel</strong> <strong>School</strong>

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