Kibbutz Nir-Oz, December 19, 2008
Early in the morning, we heard a few booms. No ”Red Alert” or “Tzeva Adom“. So life proceeded. While I was in a meeting with the Manager of Kibbutz Personnel, he received a phone call. There’d been an alert through our internal paging system that our tractors had been shot at. There were bullet holes everywhere, but thankfully no one had been hit.
Our western most fields border the Gaza Strip and so this scenario has happened before. In fact, it was almost a year ago that a volunteer was hit by sniper fire in a neighbouring kibbutz, Ein Ha Shlosha, while working in the fields.
And so, it begins.
Waiting for the Holiday of Lights to radiate a little fond nostalgia along with the desperately carb-imbibed Soufganiot (jelly doughnuts). A little sugar high and candle induced softness should do something to distract us.
Meanwhile, it’s been another gorgeous day and I wish you all a great weekend.