Sunday, 20 December 2015

WHY WE CAME TO ISRAEL


WHY ISRAEL?



In November 2014, Alex came to the dinner table one evening and proposed that we all move to Israel for a term.  We have an Israeli friend who lives in Sydney with his Australian wife and four children and they had spent 6 months living in Jaffa, with their children attending the Tabeetha School.  He so generously and kindly offered his place for us to stay in to do something similar.

When Alex first proposed this I just shrugged my shoulders and felt exhausted by the idea.  I was three quarters of the way into my Masters and Dad had just left us to move back in with Mum, after having lived with us for a year and a half.  I was so much in need of rest and all I could think of was the mountains of paperwork that would be required to make a move like this.  Although I was surprised by Alex's enthusiasm to take this on I didn't think it was something that we could do.  The other factor was that the kids were not so excited about the idea of Israel and kept asking for us to go and live in Amsterdam.  I also couldn't believe that our friend was seriously offering us a place to stay for 3.5 months.

Alex and I had visited Israel in 2008 without the children and it was definitely a place that I knew I would visit again.  There's nowhere quite like it!

Weeks went by and Alex bumped into our friend a couple more times at the supermarket and came home even more excited by the idea.  I can remember the exact moment in December when I stopped and said, "Ok God.  If you want us to go to Israel you have to assure me: 1) that my children will be safe, 2) that you make it blatantly clear to me that you want us to go, and 3) that you do all the work for me - I'm exhausted and I don't have the reserves to organise such a trip.

It was amazing how quickly things started to fall into place and the peace that came over me about the idea.  Alex and I wrote to the Tabeetha school in Jaffa and within a couple of weeks we secured a place for Brigid and Marcus and had Conor & Dario on the waiting list.  We met with our Israeli friend and he explained that he has a place for us but it has no furniture.  I was a bit worried about the idea of renting all the furniture we would need and fitting out a kitchen but by then I was hooked on the idea of going.

A few months before we were to leave our friend called to say that, after two years of trying to rent the apartment we were to move into, he had rented it to a Canadian couple.  I thought, "Ok, that's it.  It's over" but then he said, "It's ok though as you can have our apartment, which is a bit smaller but is fully furnished and has wifi." I couldn't believe it!

We had many other little trials along the way that made me think we might not make it.  Alex came home a few months before we were to leave and announced that he'd been offered a job as an advisor to the NSW Treasurer, Gladys Berejiklian.  "But what about Israel?" I pleaded.  Alex said, "If they don't let me take the four months off then I just won't take the job."  This was a job I knew Alex wanted so it made me realise how important this trip is to him.  We were a little surprised when they readily said yes to him taking leave.  I was to finish my Masters in August, so there wasn't anything else stopping us.

Alex and I have talked endlessly about the idea of taking the children out of the Eastern Suburbs of Sydney for a period.  In a way, this was our last chance to do this as a family, with Brigid heading into Year 10 next year.   It's a moment in time when the children are partly independent but still under our rules.

We wanted to use this unique time in the children's lives to take them out of their regular environment and give them a common challenge where they would need to collaborate and work together to unify them as a family.  We hoped that having all of them at the one, new school, where they walk to and from school together, would hopefully bring them together.

Why Israel?  It is such a unique country.  No matter what your political views, one cannot deny the incredible ingenuity of the Israeli people.  Here is this small sliver of land, of which 60% is desert, and yet what they have done with this land in such a short space of time is almost miraculous.  It's a strange land, to say the least, where you wake to the sound of the Muslim's call to prayer, alongside Church bells and then on Friday nights one can hear the Shabbat songs being sung by our Jewish neighbours upstairs.  Just as you feel you are getting closer to understanding this country you learn something new that puts everything into question - it's a see saw of opinion with no end so you just have to take the ride and try as best as you can to maintain an open and loving heart.

I wrote most of this when I first got here and can say, after three months of being here, that our children have learnt so much from our time here.  Their friends at school are Christians, Muslims and Jews.  They only occasionally discuss politics and religion but mainly to better understand each other.  Our children can't help but pick up on the differences and some of the discriminations their friends encounter.  I sometimes feel that we are such outsiders - so white and clearly not Jewish or Muslim.  On the whole people are very kind and welcoming to us.  The Israelis love the fact that we chose to visit Israel and beam when we speak kindly of their land. Where we live in Jaffa there is, on the whole, a good relationship between the Arabs and Jews.  Sadly, the rest of the world tends to only hear of the conflict here but there are so many wonderful projects in play.  The average Israeli struggles with much of the Government's actions but they also recognise the need for security.  There's no easy answer to it all.....

Jaffa resident at local falafel shop wearing "Jews & Arabs - Refuse to be Enemies" tshirt.
Here's a link to a BBC news story that aired last week, in which Conor and Dario can be seen briefly.
http://www.bbc.com/news/uk-scotland-35128143

Yet another little miracle occurred for us this week.  We were told that tickets to the Midnight Mass at the Church of the Nativity in Bethlehem are booked out years in advance.  I met a Franciscan priest who said that he normally gets two tickets each Christmas and that he would happily give them to me.  He called me and said, "A little miracle has occurred.  They've sent me 6 tickets this year!" So we're now going to be able to attend Midnight Mass in Bethlehem - feel so blessed and excited as this has been a life long dream of my father's.

We are going to find it very hard to leave this place.  As our dear friend, Karim, wrote to me recently, "In fact, you never leave that blessed land.  It inhabits your soul and stays there deep, deep down with all its beauty and challenges and imprints an indelible mark/presence in the soul.  Well....you fall in love with it/Him!"  Karim, you've provided words to how we're feeling.  Thank you.

I have a very strong sense that we will be back and fear that we may lose our daughter to this place for a while in the future.  You're just not allowed to move here for good Brigid :)


Sunday, 13 December 2015

HANUKKAH CELEBRATIONS

HANUKKAH CELEBRATIONS


Through our friend, Jane Walker, we were fortunate enough to meet her dear friends, Lorna and Jeff Cymet, in Tel Aviv.  Jeff, who worked as an international lawyer, is now a Rabbi and is founder of a Conservative Jewish shul (Yiddish word for synagogue) in Northern Tel Aviv.  We were invited to celebrate the last night (eighth night) of Hanukkah with Lorna, Jeff, their children and a number of their friends.  It was a wonderful night and we felt incredibly privileged to be invited to take part in this treasured Jewish tradition.

Alex and the boys lighting the eighth candle of the menorah.

Marcus spinning the dreidels with the other children present.

With the lovely Lorna Cymet



Large menorah's are situated throughout the city and lit up each day.

The Menorah at the Jaffa Port 
The Menorah on the street as you enter Jaffa

A group of young Jewish men with Menorah's lit up on the back of their bikes.  I'm not sure what they were doing - perhaps selling the traditional Hanukkah doughnuts?

The nightly lighting of the Menorah in the window of our favourite Jaffa gelato shop.

Hanukkah is an eight day festival of light that begins on the eve of the 25th of the Jewish month of Kislev.  The festival celebrates the triumph of light over darkness and of spirituality over materialism.

More than 21 centuries ago, the Holy Land was ruled by the Seleucids (Syrian-Greeks), who sought to forcefully Hellenize the people of Israel.  Against all odds, a small band of faithful Jews defeated one of the mightiest armies on earth.  They drove the Greeks from the land, reclaimed the Holy Temple in Jerusalem and rededicated it to the service of God.

When they sought to light the Temple's menorah (the seven branched candelabrum), they found only a single cruse of olive oil that had escaped contamination by the Greeks.  Miraculously, the one-day supply burned for eight days, until new oil could be prepared under condition of ritual purity.

To commemorate and publicise these miracles, the sages instituted the festival of Hanukkah (sometimes written as Chanukah).  At the heart of the festival is the nightly menorah lighting: a single flame on the first night, two on the second evening, and son on until the eighth night of Hanukkah, when all eight lights are kindled (taken directly from chabad.org website).

Hanukka customs include eating foods fried in oil (potato pancakes and doughnuts); playing with the dreidel (a spinning top on which are inscribed Hebrew letters that make up the acronym "a great miracle happened there); and the giving of Hanukkah gifts of money to children.

For the whole week there were doughnuts to be seen everywhere!! They are more often filled with jam and sprinkled with lots of sugar.  Not the healthiest of weeks. 

Wednesday, 9 December 2015

MARCUS' 13TH BIRTHDAY DINNER

MARCUS' 13TH BIRTHDAY DINNER AT NALAGA'AT

Marcus & Alex out the front of Nalaga'at
Marcus and I walking down to Nalaga'at through the Jaffa Port.
For our children's 13th birthday, Alex and I take them out to a nice restaurant on their own.  We took Brigid to Billy Kwong's on her 13th birthday, which was a very special night.

Marcus' 13th birthday was at the end of August but we agreed to go out for dinner together when in Israel.  We decided to try something a little different.  Down in Jaffa's Old Port there is a restaurant called Nalaga'at, where you eat in complete darkness and are served by blind or partially blind waiters/waitresses.   One of my favourite movies, “About Time,” opens with the main characters meeting in a blind restaurant so I’ve been intrigued by the idea since seeing that movie.  Nalaga’at also has a theatre next to the restaurant and run a very successful show played by deaf, blind or deaf and blind actors.  It's meant to be amazing and is the only show of its kind in the world.

So off we walked down the hill to Nalaga'at on Thursday night, not knowing quite what to expect.  We were greeted by a woman who asked us to fill out a form noting which main course and dessert we would like.  I went with the "Surprise" meal, where you have to use your sense of taste and touch to work out what it is.  A woman explained to us that we would be assigned to a blind waiter and that it is important that we not get up from the table once we are seated in the pitch black restaurant space.  We quickly understood why they stipulate this…

We were met by our blind waitress, Ruth, who was an older woman.  She got me to put my hands on her shoulder and then asked Marcus and Alex to do the same behind me and follow her into the completely darkened restaurant space, like a train. 

It was truly one of the most bizarre experiences of my life.  We laughed so hard.  It really is an incredibly special experience having no access to sight, which heightens the use of your other senses.  Once we got past the weirdness of it all we started talking with Marcus in a way that we so rarely get to do.  Not being able to see someone’s facial expressions, and not being distracted by the people and movement around you, means that you are 100% focussed on what the person sitting next to and across from you is saying.  Marcus opened up to us in a very special way and it was a bonding experience for all three of us.

We laughed heartily as we had to pour our water in complete darkness.  Alex and I chose to eat with our fingers, as it was very difficult eating with a fork.  We tried each other’s desserts, speculating on what the ingredients were to my delicious surprise dessert. 

It was such a unique experience that we talked about the idea of bringing the whole family back for a Christmas celebration.  Who knows, but I’m so grateful for the experience we had with our fine, young, 13 year old man. What a beautiful young man you are Marcus and how fortunate we were to spend such a memorable evening with you.  Here’s to the next chapter of your life. 

Marcus &Alex - waiting to go into the darkness....

Inside this interestingly shaped room is the restaurant where you sit in complete darkness.

Big smiles all round after our dinner together.  How short do I look next to my 13 year old son!!! I'll fear there's a lot more height to come.



Thursday, 3 December 2015

A DAY WITH CARINA IN KIPFENBERG

A DAY WITH CARINA AND HER FAMILY IN KIPFENBERG, BAVARIA

The day after the big Bayern Munich game we took the train from Munich to Kinding in Bavaria to spend the day with our former aupair and friend, Carina, and her family.  We had such a special day with them.  We sat down to the most wonderful of Bavarian feasts and then went walking through the countryside of Kipfenberg, which is a little town between Munich and Nuremberg.  It really is like a picture postcard.

A big thank you to Carina and her beautiful family, who treated us like kings and queens for a day and gave us a wonderful taste of life in the Bavarian countryside.

Lunch with Carina and her family.  Those potato dumplings didn't last long and the pulled pork was a big hit.
The Schumans with the Bartons in their home.

Sitting down to a feast.

Alex and Torsten, heading out for our walk after lunch . .. . we definitely needed a walk after all the wonderful we ate.


View from hilltop overlooking Kipfenberg.


Kipfenberg - a picture postcard!

Coming down the zigzag path in the woods.

Carina, you'll have to remind me of the tale that's attached to this goat :)




Kipfenberg Church & Castle





Walking through the woods of Kipfenberg
 It was a sad moment saying farewell to Carina at the train station on our way back to Munich but we're hoping to meet up again in Berlin in January!!

Wednesday, 25 November 2015

BAYERN MUNICH GAME

BAYERN MUNICH GAME

Conor, Marcus and Dario with a group of Bayern fans outside the Allianz Stadium.  We got them to sing "Aussie, Aussie, Aussie," which the fans all loved.
This is a great story.  When we first mentioned the idea of us moving to Israel, Dario, in particular, was not fussed about the idea - understandably for a 9 year old.  He suggested we move to Amsterdam instead. In order to sweeten the deal I jokingly said that we might be able to go to a Bayern Munich game.

Dario is OBSESSED by football (soccer) and his favourite player is a Dutch fellow, Arjen Robben, who plays for Bayern Munich.  Dario lives in Robben's jersey and signs his name Dario Robben.  I regretted making the suggestion that we attend one of Bayern's matches after I started asking German friends about how I might be able to secure tickets for a game.  "Are you kidding?" they'd say.  "Those games sell out five years in advance."  I started searching online for tickets and found a couple, which were very expensive.  To fly to Munich, stay there and pay top dollar for tickets seemed too indulgent, so I feared it may not happen.

One Sunday morning, a couple of months before we were to leave for Israel, my sister-in-law, Lindy, who lives in Holland and knows nothing about football, sent me an email saying: "Dear all, Guess what - I have arranged tickets for you all for the match Bayern Munich vs Stuttgart!"  Lindy had just had a tennis game with a colleague who she realised was the FATHER of ARJEN ROBBEN! :)  She told him about our family and how we were hoping to go to a game.  He said that all the tickets are usually sold out but that he might be able to get us some tickets.  We couldn't believe it - what are the chances?  Dario was so funny and was too stressed to get excited in the fear that it might not come off but within a couple of months we had secured four tickets from Mr Robben and then I was able to buy two tickets online for Brigid and I.  So off we went to Munich - for a football game.  Not something I ever thought we would do....but we had such a wonderful time together.  The Allianz Stadium in Munich is amazing in itself but having Bayern playing in it was Dario's dream come true.

To really top it off, Bayern won 4-0 against Stuttgart.  Dario told me that there was no way they were not going to win.  It was like a gift to Dario though when Robben scored the first goal! The atmosphere in the stadium was electric.  It's a like a religion to these fans!  Brigid and I were seated behind to the left of the main fan squad, which was a great experience.  They sing the whole way through the game. Such a fun time that we will all remember so fondly.

There are FC Bayern Munich Fan Shops all over Munich.  They sell EVERYTHING - from toasters, with the FC Bayern emblems burnt onto the toast to puzzles to waffle makers.  The must make a fortune out of the merchandise.  The boys' eyes were popping out of their heads in excitement.

The whole of Munich was taken over by Bayern Munich fans on the Saturday morning.  It was like a sea of red and white in these markets near Marienplatz.  Dario blended in beautifully with his new Bayern jersey and cap and Wurst roll in hand.


The train to the Stadium was filled to the brim with Bayern supporters singing their fan songs.  Here the kids are walking from the train toward the stadium.

Conor & Dario in their Bayern jerseys.
 

You have to be frisked before entering the stadium.  Wouldn't want to have been a Stuttgart fan at this game!
Arjen Robben warming up before the game.
Marcus, Conor & Dario.

The Bayern team clapping their fans after the game.
Big smiles after the game.

Conor in front of the impressive Allianz Arena stadium.




The train ride home was quite an experience.  You could hardly breathe it was so packed but everyone was in such a great mood that no one cared.

TRIP TO MUNICH

TRIP TO MUNICH


During the kids midterm break we went to Jordan and Munich.  It was wonderful to catch up with one of our former and beloved aupairs, Carina, who lives in Bavaria.  We rented an apartment just 5 minutes from Marienplatz and Carina came into Munich to meet us and show us around.

Our first meal in Munich with our wonderful friend Carina.  The kids loved the size of the soft drink glasses as well as the pretzels.
Here we are waiting on a platform at a train station.  We got on the train from the airport, thinking that we had purchased a group ticket.  When the conductor checked our ticket he said that it was only for one person and that we would have to pay 60Euro for the other 5!!! We were so shocked and pleaded with him that we had only just arrived and, not speaking German we didn't know we had purchased the wrong ticket.  He whispered that he would accept just one payment of 60 Euro so we pleaded more and he eventually said we would have to get off at the next station to buy the correct group ticket, which is only 22Euro.  We all had a good laugh about it afterwards.

Carina and Dario reunited.

The boys enjoying their pork sausages!  Who knew they loved so much until they were denied them in Israel :)
Brigid enjoying her very German meal.

Carina and the family at Marienplatz in front of the Neues Rathaus (New City Hall).

The Neues Rathaus - New City Hall



Odeonsplatz

There are so many Catholic Churches in Munich and they are all so ornate.  This one is the Theatine Church of St Cajetan (Theatinerkirche St Kajetan).  It was very sweet when we walked into this Church as all four children immediately went up to the altar and started praying.

After being deprived of pork sausages in Israel, Dario's eyes lit up when he saw this shop.

So different to Israel - walking amongst the autumn leaves in Munich.

The English Garden in Munich

Band members playing in the Chinese Tower in the English Garden

Autumn leaves....