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Tue,May 15,2012
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An Aliya Journal
Friday May 04, 2012
Moments after my accent gives away my 'fresh off the boat' status, I am frequently asked if I like living in Israel. 'No', I answer honestly. 'So what are you doing here?' they ask, to which I always reply, 'It's a damn good question.' And then, I scuttle off to the corner to ponder Douglass Adams' 'Life, the universe and everything in it.'
There are so many things I could complain about, so many things I do complain about--and...
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Friday Apr 27, 2012
The park in Or Akiva is separated from 'Kvish Arba' (a major freeway that joins Ashdod to Haifa) by a small cluster of trees. It sits between the busy freeway and the parking lot of an insignificant canyon that for some unfathomable reasons attracts busloads of Anglo tourists. It is here, on this island council parkland, that I spend Yom Haatzmaut, celebrating Israel's Independence.
To secure a 'good place' in this...
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Wednesday Mar 28, 2012
I am waiting for my young cousin to confirm whether she and her brother, his fiancée and her brothers will be coming to us for the Seder this year. If not we will go to my friend's sister, who is waiting for us to confirm. If not, she will go to Eilat to be with her husband's parents, who are waiting for her to confirm. If not, they will go to Ber Sheva to be with their in-laws parents, who are waiting for them to confirm, and on...
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Thursday Mar 22, 2012
My girlfriend's biggest nightmare is that she will have to go visit her children in the army. Her fear is not rooted in confronting the reality that her children are no longer under her safe wing, and may be called on to defend our unstable boarders at a seconds notice, but rather in that she will be scorned by the other mothers for the scant supplies she brings for their picnic lunch. She fears that even if she stops on the way to...
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Monday Mar 12, 2012
This March marks our family's four year Aliyah anniversary, and much as I hate to admit it, in some strange ways, Israel is starting to feel like home. As I drive from our home town of Zichron Yaakov down the winding hills through Binyamina and on to the flatlands of Pardes Hanah, I now recognise fields and landmarks as if I had grown up amongst them. I know how to avoid the morning traffic and still get to the bank on time. I know the shortcuts...
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About This Blog
Fascinated by the cultural 'cholent' that is Israel, Rebecca Bermeister explores what it is that makes everyday Israeli's function in ways that are...
Fascinated by the cultural 'cholent' that is Israel, Rebecca Bermeister explores what it is that makes everyday Israeli's function in ways that are both inately familar and yet frighteningly foreign.
