Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Anyway, despite the fact that my Teudat Oleh does have my official Israeli ID number, it is insufficient to actually open the bank account or get the cell phone.It is one of those documents that when you need it, you really need it. You need it to set up your Sal Klitah, the government stipened for new Immigrants during they first 6 months. I'm also eligable for 6 months of unemployment after the Sal Klitah runs its course. You need your Teudat Oleh to get these benefits.
To read more about the benefits of an Oleh Chadash in Israel check out this link here.
Here's my horrible picture...absolutely aweful. Why are my ID pictures always so bad? Anyway, the number under the artful grey censorship is my official ID number for the State of Israel. Sort of like a social security number. Like the social security number in the US its needed for almost everything important. Unlike in the US, the numbers are issued in numerical order. All my friends who are previous immigrants have closely examined my number and said things like: "Wow they're already in the 33's." or "Yeah mines a 31, but I came 7 years ago."
Tomorrow afternoon is the offical opening of Garin Tzabar 2009. There will be a ceremony at Tel Aviv University. 215 particpants will be inducted into the project for this year and we will be living at 9 different Kibbutzim. The most in the history of the project! You can watch the ceremony online tomorrow morning at 7am EST. Check out the link here.
I'll try to post again soon, but no promises. After the cermony we are moving to the Kibbutz and I don't really know what the situation will be for the first few days.
P.S. I just posted some pictures of my summer trip to Boston! Check them out at my Picasa website.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
I'm sitting here in the Library at HUC trying to study for my exams. Why am I not able to focus? Well other than the normal internet related distractions like facebook and hockey scores, there's a war going on in my backyard. It’s been on my mind since the whole thing started two weeks ago. I'll never be able to forget exactly where I was when it happened.
I woke up in the morning on Kibbutz Yiftah ready have latkes with my friends to cure my awful hangover. As we grated potatoes we switched on CNN just to see what was going on in the world. Turns out the sky was falling down on top of
Reports started to filter down to us as to which units were being called up and where they were headed. It sounded like a dance of line cutting and shifting. I wasn't quite sure what to think, I just wanted to know if my best friend was going to the border or not. Luckily at the time it was just air attacks and he would be going back to his training base to finish his advanced training. He was still on track to receive his colored beret on the 15th of January. I even talked with his mom about how excited I was to see them again.
Fast forward to this last Saturday evening. Strolling
Now the picture is becoming clearer as to what is actually happening in
My best friend's beret ceremony has been 'postponed' indefinitely and his training has been cut short. Luckily he's not heading to
My heart is saddened for another generation of Israelis who have to know war instead of peace.
So here I sit in the HUC libray, trying to learn some trope for an exam tomorrow. Hard doesn't even describe how it is right now.