My social media has been full of proud parents posting pictures of their high school, college and graduate school graduates which, no doubt, come with extra meaning on the heels of a pandemic that’s interrupted so many of our lives. As happy as I am for my friends and their children, I can’t help but look at each of these pictures through a prism of current events in Israel.
I am proud of my daughter and son-in-law who are also graduating this year. However, in Israel, ceremonies marking their accomplishments are more toned down than they otherwise would be. In the case of my daughter, who is receiving an award for excellence, the ceremony was delayed by three weeks because of “the situation.”
In shorthand, that means because Israel was under a barrage of thousands of rockets, nobody wanted to get together in groups greater than the capacity of nearby bomb shelters for the fear of a rocket and a mass casualty incident. This is a stark contrast to on the pictures I’ve seen of scores of young men and women packing in stadiums, auditoriums or on plush quadrangles, (even socially distant) listening to inspirational remarks and receiving their degrees.
As much as my friends deeply care about and support Israel, I don’t imagine any of them considered for a moment how in Israel large gatherings were not taking place, not because of a virus, but because of terrorists.
I am glad for that. It’s a situation I don’t wish upon anybody. But it is jarring all the same. I’m trying to imagine my own college graduation, with thousands of people packing Emory Quad, running for cover to bomb shelters in any of the beautiful academic buildings on its periphery. Of course, the fact that none of the academic buildings in which I studied even had bomb shelters is evidence of a completely different reality.
All this became more vivid this week visiting Sderot, the Israeli city literally adjacent to the border with Gaza, and which has been subject to tens of thousands of rockets and missiles fired at its population over the past two decades. In our most recent “conflict,” some 300 rockets were fired directly at the city and its 30,000-plus residents. A certain percentage got through the Iron Dome, damaging property, injuring many, increasing trauma and even killing a 5-year-old boy in his family’s bomb shelter, which took a direct hit.
When I visited, his mother was still in the hospital, and his family is grieving. Surely, they are not thinking about his college graduation now. But his death is not just a loss for his family, but also a loss of the tremendous potential that we celebrate when our children graduate and become independent adults. His parents will never have that privilege.
I was moved to tears visiting a program for at-risk youth. The children come from homes that are not safe, where they have suffered various kinds of abuse or neglect, whose families often have no money for food, or the parents are too traumatized themselves and incapable of raising their own children. This is the last stop before they are taken out of their home and put into foster care, typically not a win-win scenario.
During the recent “conflict,” the children were unable to come to the community centers where the programs take place. So, the staff had to go door to door, wearing ceramic vests and helmets, to check on the kids and their families in between barrages of rockets.
I went there as part of the Israel Emergency Relief Campaign established by the Genesis 123 Foundation, to disburse some of the funds from generous Jewish and Christian donors all over the world. Our original thought was to bring physical gifts to engage, entertain and occupy the children, especially at times of heightened trauma and fear. We were told that as generous as it is to bring them gifts, funding for increased therapeutic treatments was more necessary.
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SOURCE: Charisma News, Jonathan Feldstein