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Adele Raemer
Life on the Border with the Gaza Strip

Evacuation Diary: Operation Sheild and Arrow Day 5

You talk about hectic? Life as a live-in granny, during evacuation far from home, with three kids under the age of 8 and Mommy having to work, is hectic. I could barely keep up with myself, let alone with the needs of the kids.

We took a break from the group on Day 5, staying 5 minutes away from Nahariya, on Kibbutz Evron, at the house of my son-in-law’s friend. Since his friend is abroad, we were offered his house for now.  It was such a relief to escape the intensity of the small cramped rooms and the constant need to keep up the pace of such a large group of people, in foreign surroundings. I am used to green, open spaces, where – even if there is noise, it gets dissipated in the seemingly boundless Negev desert. In an infrequently touristed hotel in Nahariya, clearly past its heydays, the rooms were too small and cramped for our large brood, their room wall-to-wall bed, to sleep 5. Ok – what can you expect when you have been evacuated from a war zone. The hallways were noisy with voices and kids running and outside the city streets were bustling. While I deeply appreciate the fact that the hotel opened its doors to us, I was so relieved to be given another option, literally a few minutes drive away. 

Among activities that the kibbutz group in Nahariya were offered, was the use of Kibbutz Evron’s country club. This meant that my granddaughters were able to play in the pool for a few hours, together with their friends, also on this evacuation. Later that evening, my daughter, in charge of the evacuated kibbutz activities, had meetings with her committee and organized a communal viewing of the Eurovision in one of the hotel’s halls. 

To occupy my granddaughters early last evening, I played interviewer and recorded  their impressions of this whole situation. 

What could be more oxymoronic than watching the Eurovision contest and rooting for Noa Kirel’s “Unicorn” song representing Israel, while, at the same time, a cease-fire has been announced and you see the alerts flashing on the screen showing the barrage crescendo battering your region, your home, your community. As it turned out, the last rockets fired were at Nirim and Ein Hashlosha- an unwelcome custom, it seems, in the tradition of the ending of Operation Protective Edge back in 2014. At least this time no one was killed. 

This morning I awoke to see that the ceasefire has held. That means lots of work ahead. It will be a very long day – beginning with cleaning the house we’ve been staying in and then the long drive back home. Stay tuned for the “Homecoming” blogpost tomorrow. 

About the Author
The writer (aka "Zioness on the Border" on social media) is a mother and a grandmother who since 1975 has been living and raising her family on Kibbutz Nirim along the usually paradisiacal, sometimes hellishly volatile border with the Gaza Strip. She founded and moderates a 13K-strong Facebook group named "Life on the Border with Gaza". The writer blogs about the dreams and dramas that are part of border kibbutznik life. Until recently, she could often be found photographing her beloved region, which is exactly what she had planned to do at sunrise, October 7th. Fortunately, she did not go out that morning. As a result, she survived the murderous terror infiltrations of that tragic day, hunkering down in her safe room with her 33-year-old son for 11 terrifying hours. So many of her friends and neighbors, though, were not so lucky. More than she can even count. Adele was an educator for 38 years in her regional school, and has been one of the go-to voices of the Western Negev when escalations on the southern border have journalists looking for people on the ground. On October 7, her 95% Heaven transformed into 100% Hell. Since then she has given a multitude of interviews. She has gone on four missions abroad in support of Israel and as an advocate for her people. In addition to fighting the current wave of lies and blood libels about the Jewish state, she is raising money to help restore their Paradise so that members of her kibbutz can return to their homes on the border, where they can begin to heal. If you wish to learn more about how you can help her and her community return home, please feel free to drop her a line.
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