My Israeli Child

So so so many emotions these last few weeks. In Israel and as a Jew. But as a parent I often feel that I do not have time to actually feel them, so I push them aside and keep living.

I keep waiting for inspiration to hit so that maybe, just maybe, I can get some of my feelings out through writing, but that does not happen either, and that is ok.

And then 10:32pm Thursday night, kids are asleep and I am just finishing cooking for Shabbat. We get a text from my son’s ganenet (kindergarten teacher):

“Good evening and sorry for the late-night message. I just wanted to let you know that tomorrow X’s uncle is coming to visit our class. He was injured in Lebanon during the course of the war.”

My gut reaction is a mix of fear and wanting to protect my child. Excuse me?! Why is he coming to speak to a group of 5 year-olds? They still believe, and rightfully so, that the world is rainbows and butterflies. Why do we need to teach them about war and casualties of war?

“We have been davening for him for quite some time and he has chosen to come and visit the class to show his niece that he is ok. And since he uses a wheelchair it is a important for the children to see him and greet him respectfully and not laugh. So he has chosen to visit our class and tell us a bit about himself.

We wish him a full recovery. Shabbat Shalom and may we only hear good news.”

And just like that one WhatsApp message feels like a punch in the face, a loving hug, and a wake up call.

As much as I think my child is innocent and knows nothing about what has been happening the last 16 months, I am so so wrong. In addition to knowing what a Red Alert siren sounds like, he is also aware of the war in Israel.

On the flip side, he is learning about the power of prayer, tefillah. When all seems dark and unknown we do have where to turn, to G-d. This man has taught my son about the importance and power of prayer.

This man is also teaching my child about disabilities. Everyone is different and unique in their own way. Some people use their legs to get from point A to point B and others use a wheelchair. Some people speak with their mouth and others communicate via iPads or technology. This is another invaluable lesson for young children.

This text, just a few lines sent to parents late at night, felt like a summary of what it means to be a parent in Israel in 2025. Prayer, war, and inclusion all wrapped in one.

מי כעמך ישראל

And like the teacher said, may it be a peaceful Shabbat and may we only hear good news. Amen!