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[whammybar999]

"I'm staying in Be'er Sheva with my dad, and today we passed a British world war I cemetery on the way to a market. We went through the gate and walked down the rows of graves. I passed one gravestone and threw my hands in the air. "Look at this!" I cried. "This kid was only 23. He could have been my madriach (counselor)." There were about 2000

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[sputnik4547]

I knew that what I was feeling was a tiny fraction of the mourning and suffering that was occurring because of just one man's death, and that there were many more besides.

Yesterday I was watering my plants and I imagined his death as a rock being dropped into a pond. We were on the shore, and those waves of grief that we felt, however horrible, were ten times smaller than those his family felt, or the people who saw him every day. Then I imagined a thousand rocks being dropped into a pond. I imagined those waves spreading out from the epicentres of those thousand deaths. I tried to quantify all that misery. I couldn't.

Maybe some 16 year old kid in Israel 50 years from now will see Nir's grave and think, "he could have been my madriach." Maybe, if we work hard enough, that 16 year old kid will be spared from ever feeling what we felt, because war will be a thing of the past.

[veryshortlist]

Amen.

[temporarylinky]

hey...I feel kind of weird posting an informal comment on this entry, but I was wondering if you have Fisherman's Tale by Yotam and could post a linke to upload it? Or upload it on Lital's lj? She said to bug you for other songs...

[ganytyretkunl]

yes they do.

[whammybar999]

umm....who are you?