The final week of community program could not have gone
quick enough for some as the most frequently used terms in the Ra’anana camp somehow
managed to be “anxiety” and “I’m done” by a long haul thanks exclusively to the
females residing there. As the countdown to our final volunteering session at
Leket pushed into overdrive the excitement to move on to an exciting new chapter
of the program peaked, for some, Ra’anana had transformed from the world’
greatest location into a never-ending hellhole. Sunday was Yom Hashoah, the day
in which Israel nationally recognises and mourns the 6 million Jews who
perished in the holocaust, Ra’anana’s commemoration was nothing short of
remarkable as almost the entire population turned out in Yad Levanim, the town
centre, for a moving service. Despite it being conducted entirely in Hebrew it
was still unbelievably relatable and emotional.
Monday Tuesday and Wednesday all began in the same way,
featuring volunteering at Leket dividing various fruits into their places and divvying
up orders, following this we headed back to the Mircaz Klita (absorption
centre). Monday night saw our first peula in the lead-up to our impending trip
to Poland in which we addressed some harrowing statistics about the holocaust
and discussed our thoughts and feelings about Poland and the holocaust itself.
We were also assigned the biography of a real person whom we could relate to
throughout our emotional journey. Tuesday was a special day in which the
madrichim treated us to a lavish lunch at Bleecker Bakery at the Raanana Mall,
food which plainly and simply made the food which we had been making ourselves
seem like complete and utter tasteless filth; later that night we were further
treated to a movie. Wednesday night, our last in Ra’anana featured a peula run
by Amir about the Israel’s history focusing mainly on its many wars and their
effects on Israeli society.
When Thursday finally arrived the girls could hardly contain
their excitement, our final session of Leket was over before we knew it and the
excruciating task of packing up our apartments came and went; until finally we
were allowed our final leave of absence. Some headed to Tel Aviv and Jerusalem
whilst others dispersed to various other destinations across the country, as
the curtain closed on a great month in Ra’anana on community program.
I don’t usually share the nuisances of my own personal free
weekend however I have chosen to make an exception this weekend due to the
unbelievably amazing surroundings which I found myself in. Myself and three
school friends (Sam, Eli and Haim) from Sydney managed to find accommodation smack
bang in the centre of the old city of Jerusalem, a 5 minute walk to the Kotel,
which I found myself attending at each and every opportunity including in the
middle of the night. Friday night was particularly special as we found
ourselves joining in dancing and singing with soldiers at the Kotel before
participating in a kabbalat Shabbat service with many other Australian gap-yearers,
Shnat people, IBC and many others; as we looked around at where we were I was
absolutely struck by the amazingness of my surroundings, the kotel, a place of ground-breaking
spiritual gravity. We had arranged to be sent to a Shabbat meal at a family
following our visit to the kotel, and soon found ourselves at a dinner in the
middle of Mea Shearim (Jerusalem’s most religious neighbourhood) alongside a
rabbi, his family and roughly 20 yeshiva students. At first, I was quite
uncomfortable in such a foreign environment but quickly enough we got into the
conversation and soon found out these were just people like anyone else. It was
an amazing experience and an awesome weekend, one which I simply felt I had to
put into writing and share.
Another awesome week down, 56 days to look forward to!
Thanks for reading!
Thanks for reading!
Jake
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