As our time on kibbutz comes to an end so do our short-lived
Hebrew lessons with our beloved teacher Morah Meital. Wednesday was the
penultimate lesson and it was followed by a lunch of spaghetti bolognaise and
then a movie named ‘Bufor’ which chronicled the experiences of soldiers
stationed at a fortress just inside the Lebanese Border during the Lebanon war.
Dinner consisted of sausages and was proceeded by an extremely interesting
program which explored the positives and negatives of social media use in contemporary
society and its connotations upon youth and adults alike. Bedtime completed
another day at Yechiam as we drew closer to venturing off our now accustomed surroundings
and heading back to the big smoke that is Jerusalem.
Thursday brought our final ulpan lesson which was
highlighted by the consumption of copious amounts of junk food provided by,
without doubt, our favourite ulpan teacher in the entirety of Israel (Our only
one…). Lunch was next up and featured Basel’s patented shwarma meat. Room clean
up followed as the squeegees were once again removed from their resting places and
engaged in the cleaning of numerous tiled surfaces. As each and every room
passed our room inspections we proceeded to relax until dinner which comprised
of meat patties, rice and peas, a more than adequate meal. Our final activity
of the day was a program which highlighted the evolution of television via the
medium of a documentary hosted by a British man whose pompousness and dark
sense of humour had some immediate disliking his each and every statement. Nonetheless,
the premise of the program certainly had a heightened validity whether or not
it got through to everyone.
Friday was the day in which we were to head off to the big
bad city of Nahariya and scour the vendors for cheap yet satisfactory Purim
attire which was to last us both for the kibbutz’s own Purim party which was to
be held that night as well as our nights in Jerusalem. Of course when in town
everyone opened up their wallets and splurged upon delicious foods and drinks
and most visited Nahariya’s premier shwarma dealership. With costumes in hand
and stomachs full we gradually headed back to Yehiam mentally prepared for the
big night which we knew was ahead of us. Sure enough, the night finally arrived
as everyone donned their costumes and hit the bar. The theme was Las Vegas, a
theme ignored by most, props to Harry for going as a magician the most Vegas-y
of the group. After an exceedingly hazy
night we headed for bed at various hours, all assured of numerous new stories
which we would vaguely remember for the months and years to come.
As we awoke the next morning, some remembering more of the
previous night than the others, people steadily emerged from their quarters
looking not in the best of sorts. We were granted the chill time we so dearly
craved and were allowed to do however we pleased for almost the entirety of the
day. Following lunch, the majority of the group headed up to Yechiam’s very own
fortress, which was built by the crusaders in the 12th century
before being occupied by the Ottoman’s during their empirical reign and finally
being used by the kibbutzniks to defend against invaders in more recent times.
It was a fun experience and many got some solid photos out of it. After dinner
we spent our final night on kibbutz Yechiam with a short program run by the
media committee comprised of two short videos in which we reflected on our
kibbutz experience both verbally and photographically. Family time featuring
red light green light was the final item on the agenda as all retired to their
rooms to pack their bags eager to depart for pastures new at the bright and early
time of 7:45AM. Well Kibby Yechy, it’s been real! Thanks for having us!
Another few awesome days down, 107 days to look forward to!
Jake
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