I know I promised good things, but

There were qassams in Sderot today, one landing in a yard. People were treated for shock. Just last Thursday, I was in Sha’ar HaNegev High School talking to Grade 12 students about how they like living in Sderot. It’s great! most of them said, except for the qassams.

Well, hmmm. I can hear planes overhead right now. During T’ai Chi, a member of Kibbutz Nir Itzhak reported that they had a Tzeva Adom alert. It’s hard to keep students in line these days. Summer’s approaching and that, alone, is enough to rain pre-mature freedom in the minds of young learners. Now, with the added anxiety of war sounds,  I wonder how it will be to enforce quiet attentiveness in the class.

It’s also hard to be creative these days. I wish a troupe of Pilobolus, or Cirque du Soleil would show up to remind us that life is incredible no matter where or when.