המניין המשפחתי המסורתי - כפר ורדים

The War and I

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This war came upon us by surprise, but surprises are our lot; they occur only slightly less frequently than the Katyusha rockets and other assorted calamities.

This is not my first war.  It's the third time that the bombs have been directed towards me.  The first time I don't remember; in June 1948 I was almost one year old when  the Egyptians shelled my home town of Rishon l' Zion.  Without going through the archives to determine the specific statistics of casualties, I can tell you that the damage then was extensive.  The second time I was already a soldier, during the Six Day War in June 1967.  A Syrian airplane erred in navigation and dropped its bombs just north of where I was standing.

As a result of this war, for the first time in my life I became a refugee.  After 12 days in Maalot we left for the center of the country, to an apartment of a cousin presently overseas.

By traveling to the Tel Aviv area we were closer to 2 of our children, and we also fulfilled the mitzvah of tzaar baalei chaim (compassion towards animals), by taking with us our 2 dogs.  On the other hand, we left our garden, and everything that we left flowering has no doubt withered since.  The city "hotline" office promised to inform us if our home suffered any damage.

I won't discuss the bad surprises that this war brought, (that will wait until after the war), despite the pain and anger which cause me great anguish.  At this difficult time, in order to keep up our spirits, I wish to emphasize the positive things.  For example, the initiative of our Arab and Druze friends from "Sukkat Shalom" to join us in a Jewish-Arab delegation to visit the Shalit family in the neighboring village of Hila, in order to support them after the kidnapping of their son Gilad.  The visit took place on July 11th.  The next day, the war broke out.  Today (August 8th) this seems like "pre-history".

I was again at Hila with Rabbi Zvi Berger for a morning minyan, where a Bar Mitzvah boy was putting on tfillin for the first time.  His Bar Mitzvah had been scheduled for Shabbat at our congregation in Kfar Vradim, but it had to be cancelled because our congregation has not been meeting since the beginning of the war, due to the ban on public gatherings.  The service at Hila, with the sounds of our cannon fire in the background was a special, moving experience. Not to mention the fact that I read the same Torah portion and Haftarah for my Bar Mitzvah in 1960.

I've been a member of the Masorti Movement in Israel for 9 years.  But I've never been so proud of our movement as I am at this time.  The Movement publicized that it would do all that it could to help families in the North.  I contacted Adi at the Movement office, in order to determine if they could help a  friend of mine, a Christian Arab from Tarshicha.  She took his phone number from me and contacted him with a number of different possibilities; all this before I even managed to contact him!

I also must mention the willingness of Rabbi David Lazar and his wife Shoshi to help in whatever way they could.  I want to thank Rabbi Lazar's congregation, Kehillat Tiferet Shalom, for receiving me with such warmth.  During the 1st Shabbat I attended I was honored by being called up to the Torah.  The special, personal "Mish'berach" prayer, which Rabbi Lazar recited, (as he does for each and every person called to the Torah), was particularly moving.

This war proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that all Northern residents,Jews, Christians, Muslims and Druze share a common fate. I would hope that after the war emphasis will be placed not just upon physical rebuilding, creation of greater employment oppotunities,etc., but also on strengthening Jewish-Arab interfaith and intercultural cooperation. This cooperation must be based upon equality and mutual respect.

Ami Waterman