Life in Israel

Essays I have written from or about Israel, often in relationship to her neighbors... More recently, about adjusting to making Aliyah (immigrating).

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I am recently married and a recent immigrant to Israel. I have five wonderful daughters.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

We had a special event here in Ramat Beit Shemesh (affectionately known as "The Ramah" - a word which I might understand better if I was paying attention in my ulpan - but it apparently means "the Heights", mainly cuz we're on a hill...)


Anyway... The special event was the "Welcoming of a new Torah", Hachnasas Torah, to the local, very bouncy Carlebach shul...

Nothing is done in a low key way when it comes to welcoming the Torah.... but this was pretty wild!

I'll bet they didn't have this when the new Eruv was inaugurated in Portland last week!!! (Mazal tov!!! Mazal tov!!!)

Sunday, November 22, 2009

I hope I am at the tail end of this feeling sick thingie.. I feel so useless when I am sick... no energy to do the things I should do or even the things I love to do. (walking in the hills, for example...)


But Chava and I did go for a beautiful walk in the hills on Friday.... We went off of the main trail and climbed the hill we see from the mirpeset (balcony) - climbing over walls like mountain goats, (OK.. OLD mountain goats... but still!!!), and through the thistle (actually, I don't know that it is really "thistle", as I'm not quite sure what thistle is...  but it is this scrub brush that is everywhere and is filled with little needles that poke at you when you walk...) 

Our town has a clearly defined border, and beyond that border is the "hills" or the "brush" or the "fields"... actually, I don't have a name for it...  In Spanish, it would be chaparral...

One of the ancient winepresses we came upon, Chava identified as Byzantine... She knows this because the Christian wine presses had moziac inlays whereas the earlier (2nd Temple period) presses had no mosaics... And this did have a number of mosaic pieces left in it, in the corners where it would be less likely to erode away.

On our first walk, Chava took me to one of her favorite spots...  She calls it the "factory".  It is an area comprised of exposed limestone slabs which in ancient times were worked into wine presses, cisterns, and channels...  The place has natural caves which, I imagine were used to store the wine..  Of course water was necessary for this production, and this was drawn from some of the many wells dug in the area... 

We walk on ancient paths that were used even in the time of the 2nd Temple...  Pottery shards are everywhere...  The archeologists have left their "marks" but haven't really done any major digs here...

I won't say it is "untouched" though.  Man has left his garbage not only in ancient times, but in recent times as well...  We are not the only ones who go out on these trails.

Locals go camping in these hills and are likely to leave the area relatively clean.  Unfortunately, this cannot be said for the construction crews who see this as an easy and nearby dump site for their garbage, or for the local arab workers, who walk from their villages to various jobs, leaving their water bottles stewn along the way.  Certainly, there is not as clear an ethic regarding preserving our natuaral settings here as I have grown used to in the States.  On the other hand, I can remember it being so much worse in the past....  So time will tell...

I wish we had a few friends, with botanical, and archeological knowledge, who would walk with us! There is so much to learn up there...  I can recognize the carob, the almond and the fig trees easily enough (yum) but I don't know all of the names of the trees.  The land is filled with herbs and probably with an equal number of harmful plants...

My friend Eliezar tells me that the second row of hills has some large caves that you can actually get inside... Most of the nearby caves are pretty limited...  But I want to climb into some anyway...  If the jackals will let me!
 

Monday, November 09, 2009

Adjusting to Life in Ramat Beit Shemesh - Written 27 October, 2009

My dear friends and family…


Life here is good, although the assimilation is slower than I prefer. I finally started my ulpan this last week. I was originally placed in kita gimmel (3rd level) because I can speak Hebrew to some degree. However, understanding Hebrew is much harder for me, so I requested to be “demoted” to kita bet (2nd level) It is very hard to practice Hebrew here in Ramat Beit Shemesh, being that well over half the population of this area are native English speakers! But it is GREAT to get out of the house for a half-day every day for the class. I was spending my days on the computer listening to Shlomo Carlebach and fighting with the various government agencies…  So now I only do that for one half of the time!

We joined a shul last week. Small and English speaking. With an outlook not that different from Kesser’s. Perhaps more male involvement and less women involved, but that is very typical in Israel… (Probably east coast US as well.) Although not stated in so many words, their hashgafah (philosophy) could be summarized as “The Orthodox shul for ALL Jews….” Hey, haven’t I heard that somewhere before? And yes, I’m still the slowest davener in the shul!

On Friday night, about 40 minutes before sunset, we hear two sounds. The first is somebody driving around with a loudspeaker on their roof playing some kind of “Welcome Shabbos” music. I think it is Sepharadic, but it could be anything! About 40 minutes prior to sunset, a siren goes off. The first time I heard this, I thought we were under attack! But no, this was simply an artificial shofar telling us to turn off the music, the computers, etc. and get with it… Shabbos is coming!! Actually, the siren goes off, announcing that it is candle-lighting time in Yerushalayim. Some hold that since we are a suburb of Yerushalayim, we should keep time as if we are there. But very quickly, silence descends on the city.

Last week, I had an amazing experience, convincing me that I am in a very special place. (like I needed convincing?)

Chava and I were coming back in the evening from the train station after spending Shabbos in the north. We didn’t have a car, so we were taking the bus home. A few stops after we left the train station, the bus stopped and a couple got on. Actually, it appeared that a man was getting on and “helping” a woman get on with him. It wasn’t clear if the woman was ill or had one-too-many, but he got her on, got her into a seat, paid the driver and stood by her. Whatever her situation, I was impressed that he seemed to be taking care of her. A couple of stops later however, the man jumped off the bus leaving the woman! As we pulled away from the stop, we started to hear her sob…

Suddenly, three young girls, maybe 15-16 years old jumped up and ran to the woman, a perfect stranger. One put her arm around the woman and the others offered words of comfort. The woman continued to sob, but allowed the girls to console her. A few stops later, the woman got off of the bus accompanied by two of the girls.

I’m not saying that Good Samaritans don’t exist outside of Israel, but somehow here, this seems totally in character.

My friends, you should definitely come for an extended visit to this country. Get a feel for it… This is an amazing place to be!

With brochos from Yisroel!

Not all is as we would hope here in Eretz Yisroel - Originally written 19 October, 2009
Two weeks ago, Chava and I went on a tiyul (tour) of the Shomron (Samaria) region. This is the northern part of the territories formerly known as the “West Bank”, but known for thousands of years previously as Shomron. This was my first excursion in years into the “territories”, although I have a number of friends who have lived in some of the larger neighborhoods of Yerushalayim (Jerusalem) that were built after 1967, and some friends who live in some of the “yishuvim” (settlements). I really did not know what to expect, as we were told that we were traveling in an armored bus.


Did this mean we were likely to be shot at? Hmmm… The truth is we had an incredibly peaceful, interesting and educational experience.

We headed north out of Jerusalem toward our northernmost destination: Sh’chem (renamed by the Romans as “Nablus”.) Biblically, Sh’chem is the first place that we find Avraham Avinu (our forefather, Abraham) after he enters the land to which H”S (HASHEM = G-d) sent him. B’reishit (Genesis) tells us that the land had been conquered from the Shemites (ancestors of Avraham) by the Canaanites. It is here that H”S makes the promise to Avraham that the land will belong to him and his descendents in perpetuity. This covenant by H”S to Avraham was sealed by an altar of sacrifice that Abraham built there.

When the Israelites came back to Eretz Yisroel after their Egyptian captivity, they gathered on two mountains near Sh’chem, Har Gerizim (Mount of Blessing) and Har Eival (Mount of Cursing.) Here the entire nation of Israel renewed their covenant with H”S. - “Now Joshua built an altar to the HASHEM, G-d of Israel in Mount Ebal, as Moses the servant of HASHEM had commanded the children of Israel, as it is written in the Book of the Law of Moses: ‘an altar of whole stones over which no man has wielded an iron tool.’ And they offered on it burnt offerings to HASHEM, and sacrificed peace offerings” (Joshua 8:30-31). While we did not have the opportunity to see it, archeologists have uncovered what is now believed to be the site of this ancient altar!

The bones of Joseph are buried in Sh’chem. As a part of the Oslo agreement, control of Sh’chem and certain other parts of the Shomron, were ceded to the Palestinian Authority. The building over Kever Yosef (Joseph’s tomb), without Jewish protection, has been frequently vandalized by locals. Jews are no longer permitted to pray at this holy site, despite the promises made in Oslo that all holy sites would be respected and that visitation would be permitted. We did have the opportunity to look down on Kever Yosef from the top of Har Gerizim, from a distance of ~1.5 kilometers.

On the way to Sh’chem, we passed Beit-El, the site where Ya’akov (Jacob) built an altar to H”S and where both Avraham and Ya’akov resided. In addition, we passed Shilo, where the Aron haKodesh (Ark of the Covenant) resided for 400 years and from where Dovid haMelech (King David) removed it to Yerushalayim.

As we traveled down the road, what we mostly saw were vast expanses of unpopulated land, with scattered villages, Jewish and Arab, dotting the landscape. The main differences between the Jewish villages and the Arab villages, is that the Jewish villages were fenced in, and surrounded by fenced fields, whereas the Arab villages had no fences and whose olive trees were planted without surrounding fences. In addition, we were surprised that of all the homes we saw in the Shomron, hands-down, the largest plots of land and the largest houses were in the Arab villages. These were not ancient family estates… most of these enormous homes were less than 10 years old, some still under construction. Clearly, these were not owned by poor people and definitely not by Jews.

We asked our guide about this and he informed us that while the Israeli government is very strict with Jewish residents of the Shomron about expanding onto non-private lands, the Arab villages have been systematically creating “facts on the ground” by building illegal homes and expanding their olive orchards onto publicly owned land.

After we visited the overlook of Sh’chem, our bus climbed up to one of the surrounding mountains, past a number of what were described as unfriendly Arab villages, to a lone, legal settlement called Yitzhar. Yitzhar is not large, and it has suffered a number of attacks over the past years. However, its residents are proud of their land and their community. They are making it clear that Jews have every right to this land, every bit as much, if not more, than the Arabs.

They do so legally and without violence.

Many of these residents are refugees from the eviction of the Jews from Sh’chem in 2000, including students from the Yeshiva (Jewish learning academy) that was formerly housed at Kever Yosef. For now, a stunning Yeshiva building has been built overlooking the grapevines planted by the Yitzhar winery. (VERY good wine, by the way! In fact, award winning!)

Hodesh tov! (Have a good month!)

Ramat Beit Shemesh, Israel – Originally written - 27 Sept, 2009

Shana tova and g’mar hatima tova for you and your family!


We are settling in to our life together here in Ramat Beit Shemesh (or “RBS” as they say here.. ) This is, in fact, quite a beautiful community. My only real complaint is that it is very hard to practice and learn Hebrew when English is the common language here. It is said that Eretz Yisroel (Land of Israel) is acquired through yisurim (challenges), and while we are working through some issues, overall I (Steve) love it here, and am acclimating to my new home, and Chava is learning to put up with me…

Israel is an amazing place, especially during the hagim (holidays)… But the amazing thing is Shabbos. Like other frum communities in Israel, such as Har Nof, and Bayet v’Gan, Shabbos in Ramat Beit Shemesh is truly Shabbosdik… No cars, no buses, no radios, no horns… Just the sounds of children playing and people walking down the middle of the streets, wishing each other “Good Shabbos” or “Shabbat Shalom” (depending on whether they are American/South African or Israeli.)

Ramat Beit Shemesh is about a 40 minute drive from Jerusalem, it’s out in the country surrounded by gentle hills dotted with olive, almond, and carob trees, flocks of sheep and ancient wine presses and mikvas from the times of the second temple. We can also see all the way to the coast from our mirpeset (balcony), and can watch the sunset flame the sky almost every night.

Yontiv was a little difficult. We arrived into town just before Rosh Hashanah and I really didn’t have a chance to check out different shuls, to determine where to daven. There are a half-dozen English oriented shuls within a short walk from our apartment. In the end, we settled on the Carlebach Shul for these holidays where my step-son-in-law led mussaf on the second day. We are thinking seriously about a small, relatively new shul, led by Rabbi Haber, who was an early proponent of outreach (Kiruv) and continues to be actively involved in working with youth and ba’al tshuvahs. He is active in trying to foment unity in the Jewish world.

The Beis Tefilla shul is another possible option for us. Their beis midrash (learning center) is wonderful, with a number of shiurim (classes) happening all at once all day long, in addition to learning in hevrusah… Rav Malinovitz is no small potatoes. He is the chief editor of the Artscroll English-translated Talmud series.

My best teacher in the process so far, is my kallah… Chava is wonderful at reminding me and teaching me what is important as we step through each of these processes. She acts sometimes as a gentle “noodge”, but most often as an amazing role model, as she sits in the days before RH and Yom Kippur, reading books to help her (and me) prepare… Next year, I will be better. This year I was just plain confused!

I miss our community in Portland very much… Due to Portland’s unique circumstances, our community is both mixed and unified. I feel very privileged to continue to consider myself a part of this community, even though I have made Aliyah.

We pray that yours and your family’s coming year be filled with nachas, simcha, parnasah, health, and Torah. May H”S bless you with wisdom and compassion and love.