SklarO World Tela Pip Danny
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Thursday, May 19, 2005
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
Israel is a cancer spreading through the body of the Islamic nation
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
Yom HaZikaron, the Israeli Memorial Day begins this evening. At 8pm tonight in Israel the siren will sound and there will be a moment of silence to remember all of the Soldiers and security personnel who have given there lives to the State of Israel. There were 21,954 of them.
I have known many people who have served in the Israeli army over the years but I have only known one who has fallen. St. Srg. Ari Weiss of the Nachal Brigade.
3 Weeks before he turned 22 he was killed during a fierce gun battle in Nablus.
The Weiss family made Aliyah from the U.S. in 1992. I knew Ari and his brother Eli from Camp Moshava in Wild Rose, Wisconsin. Ari was a couple of years younger than I. I remember him being very quiet. He was a skinny little harmless kid. I knew that the family was making Aliyah, and I had never heard about the Weiss family again. That is until Ari, the skinny little quiet kid who grew up and became a tough and respected soldier, was killed defending his country.
I didn't know Srg. Weiss all that well when we were kids together in camp, but I was most definitely affected very much by the news of his passing.
On this Yom HaZikaron my prayers go out to the Weiss family as well as the Baumel, Arad, Feldman, Katz, and Hever families.
I pray to G-d that we get some encouraging information soon.
Ari Weiss links:
Death of a Hero
Monday, May 09, 2005
More about why it's better to live in Israel.....
Via: Aish HaTorah
Excerpts from "On Cab Drivers, Shopkeepers and Strangers," Feldheim Publication.
NOW, THAT'S SERVICE
My friend Faigy E. travels to work each day by bus: it's about a forty-five minute ride from her home. During rush hour the bus is always stuffed with people in a hurry - and the traffic on the streets is awesome.
Yesterday morning, a very, very old man wobbled up to the bus. The harried bus driver waited patiently for him to climb up the steps one by one, and the first seat was quickly vacated so that the old man could sit down. When he was settled, the bus driver quickly closed the doors, and zoomed away.
Faigy was sitting close by, and overheard the very old man explain to the bus driver that he had to go to the local clinic for some tests. He asked the bus driver to tell him where to get off in order to get to the clinic.
Now, the clinic is not located on the main street where the bus line runs. In fact, it is two blocks off to the right of the main street. Faigy was wondering how long it would take that poor old man to walk those two long blocks, when the bus driver stopped at a red light.
Turning around in his seat to face all the passengers on his crowded bus, he called out, "Does anyone have any objection if I drive this man to the clinic?"
No one objected.
And so the entire Egged bus, stuffed full of passengers all rushing to get to their jobs on time, left the regular bus route. And, two blocks later, the doors opened to out the little old man - at the clinic entrance.
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A REGULAR BUS TRIP
This story took place on the #11 bus from Ramat Shlomo neighborhood of Jerusalem.
A friend, Miriam L., was one of the first passengers on the bus that day since she lives near the first bus stop of the #11 route. She thus was able to get the seat right behind the bus driver - the perfect seat for seeing and hearing much of what goes on in a bus...
After traveling past only a few bus stops, a little boy climbed onto the bus and sat down across the aisle from Miriam - i.e. in easy view of both my friend and the bus driver.
Two or three bus stops later, this little boy suddenly burst into tears. And, as the bus was slowly meandering through the residential streets, he continued to cry and cry and cry.
By the next bus stop, the driver turned around in his seat, and asked the little boy, "Why are you crying so hard? What is wrong?"
The sobbing little boy answered that he had been given very specific directions by his mother regarding when he should get off the bus, which way he should walk, and how to get to where he was supposed to go. But he no longer remembered anymore what his mother had said to do or where he was supposed to get off the bus.
Without a word to anyone, or a comment of any kind, the bus driver turned the entire bus around and returned to the child's home. He then opened the bus's doors and told the little boy to hurry and ask his mother for directions again, and then to hurry back.
Meanwhile the bus driver again turned his (big city) bus around in order to be heading in the right direction when the child returned. He then proceeded to explain the whole story to his perplexed passengers.
Of course, being Israel, no one complained or protested this disruption in the regular scheduling of public transportation. Everyone just waited for the little boy to come back to the bus and climb aboard.
Which he soon did.
And then the bus just drove off again, continuing on its regular route.
Friday, May 06, 2005
Thursday, May 05, 2005
On the latest Boycott.....
Sue Blackwell, a Birmingham lecturer, who is launching her second attempt to secure a national boycott of Israeli academia, said that, if successful, the move would increase the pressure on the "illegitimate state of Israel". She accused the country's universities of being complicit in the alleged abuse of Palestinians in the occupied territories." Sue Blackwell is a liberal anti-semetic idiot who suffers from the very serious illness called 'turds of the mouth disease'.
Sorry Sue. I'll pray for you.
Today is Yom Hashoah. The official day where we remember the 6,000,000 Jews that were murdered by the nazi's in the Holocaust. At 10:00 sirens can be heard throughout Israel. People stop working, and cars stop on the highways. Everyone stands for a moment of silence.
The G-d given Jewish homeland. Beautiful.