On my gap year-long programme, we were based on kibbutz.
The first Friday afternoon of my being in Israel ever, had arrived.
I was having my pre Shabbat shower….. when I heard the siren.
Grabbing my towel I ran out of the cottage. In a state of panic and confusion I tried to make my way to the miklat (bomb shelter).
IMAGINE the look of horror on peoples faces as I went tearing down the path towards the miklat!
IMAGINE my embarrassment when they told me that the siren was the Shabbat siren ushering in Shabbat!