“Boom!…Boom!…” the earth trembled with hollow echoes from a distance.
“What is that?!” I gasped.
“Bombings from artillery.”
Wide-eyed with disbelief, I stared at Steve. He didn’t say anything more, and so I kept silent.
“Ta ta ta ta a ta….ta ta ta ta ta…ta ta ta ta…”
I whipped my head around again and asked, “What is that sound?”
“Machine gun sound—”
Before I even had a chance to respond, a loud noise boomed from the sky overpowering all conversation. Four F-161 fighter jets streaked right above us in a straight line over the orchard.
Steve looked me and smiled: “Don’t worry, you’ll get use to it.” Continue reading Life Prevails – Lessons from the Negev Desert of Israel
“Ta ta ta ta ta ta ta….ta ta ta ta ta…ta ta ta ta”
“What is that sound?” Nathan asked as he stopped pruning the tree limbs in front of her.
“It’s machine gun sound,” Steve, a tall thin Israeli man who was also pruning next to her, replied in a mattered of fact voice.
“What is that?” Nathan asked again feeling uneasy from the earth trembling with hollow echoes.
“It’s bombings from artillery,” Steve responded.
Just then, a loud noise boomed from the sky overpowering the conversation. Four F-16i fighter jets streaked low across the sky in a straight line right over the farm.
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“I touched poop today,” Olivia announced calmly.
She continued, “Right after the meal, there was an explosion of grandmas who needed to use the toilet. I dragged a chair with a grandma on it back from the bathroom to her bed. When I lifted her on her bed, I noticed there was poop on the chair. I quickly lifted her back on the chair. Her hands also had poop. The grandma besides her was panicking and started to scream. Although I don’t know Hindi or Bengali but I know she said, ‘Poop’.”
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“Bang, bang, bang…bang, bang…bang, bang, bang, bang…” The loud, erratic but never-ending metallic noise filled our ears as we head closer to the multi-story sandstone building.
“What is that?” We all wondered to ourselves.
However, before I had the chance to figure out the source of the loud banging, a large round metal tray was thrust into my hands by a man wearing a turban. Immediately, a round metal bowl was placed on the tray by another person. Then a metal spoon was placed on the bowl. Without realizing it, our family of five were pulled into a stream of pilgrims of all ages all with metal trays in our hands heading up a stairway. Continue reading The 8th Wonder of the World: Feeding 1,500 people every 15 minutes for FREE!
“Is this where we will sleep tonight?” I asked with an incredulous look.
An Russian looking man wearing military camouflage cap and T-shirt gestured us in Russian to put our backpacks onto an outdoor wooden platform in the middle of an large wooden yard.
“Is this where we will sleep tonight?” I asked again not understanding what he said because our “survival” Russian was only good for basic greeting and bargaining of prices.
The man smiled in a funny way and continued to speak in Russian and to gesture us to put our backpacks on the platform. Although he was more than a meter away from us, we could smell the vodka in his breath.
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