§168 QuickiesMarch 10, 2008
Too often I’ve been blogging looong posts and therefore not been able to write as often as I would like. So this is it. I’m gonna have to start to post quickies. Like this one. And I’m gonna have a personal goal – everyday I will make sure something happens that is meaningful enough to be mentioned in the blog. Aha! Now there’s a way to give yourself a meaning in life…
We had a great time in Haifa with grandpa. My sister is getting married on April 14th. My parents and 2 brothers are coming to Israel for the wedding. I haven’t seen them for 2 years!
Today I bought a plastic drawer cabinet for the bathroom, and I’m going to start studying again. I’ve been taking a break from that a few days (I’m a week ahead in any case). But with all the wedding and everything I might as well make sure I’m a few steps ahead.
Other than that I am wondering if the Hebrew word “mechabdi” (“the one who respects me”) should be seen as a verb in present singular masculine tense with a objective pronoun in first person singular, or if it rather is a singular masculine noun with a possesive pronoun in first person singular.
I’ve also been thinking of what happened here. An israeli arab killed those people at the yeshiva. A israeli citizen. I work with these people. They’re all around me. I try not to be biased, and not say that “all arabs are terrorists”, because they’re not. Most are not. But when the Gaza people cheer in the street because innocent people have been killed – what is that? We’ve never done that! Have you ever seen cheering jewish crowds over the killed civilians in Gaza? On the contrary IDF appologizes. Civilians are not IDF’s targets. Also when the supporters of the arab soccer team from Sachnin booh-whistles during the silent minute for the killed ones during the soccer game against Beitar Jerusalem – I get mad. Aren’t they proving they’re all with this terrorist? These citizens? These israelis? These people I work with? I know not all of them are like this. But I can’t help wondering if one of them wouldn’t stab me in the back if he had the chance.
This wasn’t quickie enough. I’ll get better, I promise.