Author: Maya

ג׳ בסיון ה׳תשע״ז (May 28, 2017) In the Blink of an Eye

Almost three months ago, in late February, we returned from five days of snorkeling, biking, and relaxing at Kibbutz Ketura with a new realization: We had completed the first month of TRY. It felt surreal, as if our time was slipping away, but we knew...

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כ״ו באייר ה׳תשע״ז (May 22, 2017) Gaining New Perspectives

Betsalel and the rest of the staff have encouraged us to put our previously held views aside as we meet with different speakers over these few weeks. Listening to and interacting with these speakers is important to our gaining new perspectives, and perhaps also forming...

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י״ד באייר ה׳תשע״ז (May 10, 2017) Feeling the Sadness and the Joy

Before celebrating Yom Hazikaron, Israeli Memorial Day, and Yom Ha'atzmaut, Israeli Independence Day, in Israel this past week, I had never before truly felt pride in a country. These two days in Israel have really taught me what it means to be grateful for the...

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ז׳ באייר ה׳תשע״ז (May 3, 2017) Gadna: Bonding in Olive Green

This week TRY '17 ventured into the desert to experience Gadna, a 4-day simulation of being a soldier in the IDF. We experienced challenges, learned about the IDF, shot guns, and bonded with each other-all while donning the classic olive green uniform. The climax of our...

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א׳ באייר ה׳תשע״ז (April 27, 2017) The Pioneering Spirit

Even more fun than Passover break was reuniting with my TRY family afterwards. Returning to the group after not seeing everyone for a week made me realize how important this community is to me. I truly missed these incredible people, and it amazes me that...

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י׳ בניסן ה׳תשע״ז (April 6, 2017) Hear O’Israel

This morning we said the Shema in the Lublin yeshiva, and it was a joyous occasion. Just as students at the yeshiva would have said Shema twice daily, we too declared to the world, "HEAR O' ISRAEL. ADONAI IS OUR GOD, ADONAI IS ONE." And then,...

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י׳ בניסן ה׳תשע״ז (April 6, 2017) The Last Walk

"The Last Walk." That was what Betsalel kept calling it. It was a walk in Warsaw from the POLIN Museum where we had spent the afternoon, to the Umschlagplatz-a rainy, chilly walk most of us spent huddled together under umbrellas. It was a walk in Tykocin through...

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