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November 2, 2007

Visiting Israel brings feeling of really coming home

This past summer, I stepped off the plane and felt my feet touch the ground of our homeland for the first time. I was home. For 12 days in Israel, my family and I explored the land, went to museums and had a chance to connect with our spirituality and Judaism.

This trip was organized around my brother’s and sister’s b’nai mitzvah, which we celebrated at the Western Wall under Robinson Arch. As they recited passages from the Torah, I imagined our ancestors reciting identical words while standing on the exact soil we stood on. I imagined them making their way to adulthood in the same way that my brother, Jeremy, and my sister, Daniella, left their youth behind for maturity. Before I begin, let me just say that this experience cannot be recreated in words. This article is merely an attempt to describe how it feels to be really home, and I’m not talking about a residence. I’m talking about when one arrives in the state that our ancestors have lived in for thousands of years, about being so rooted in the Holy Land that you become one with it. You melt into an environment filled to the brim with many people who may not be like you but share with you at least one thing: Judaism.

The story of Israel’s ascent is purely the product of a set of miracles, which, as fellow Jews, most of us know. As a child, I went to Sinai Akiba Academy and learned all about this state’s special qualities. I formed a bond with Israel and all that it stands for at that school and also at home from my family. It is simply incredible that we have a Jewish state today, and not just any state, but one that Jews have been fighting to gain and keep for thousands of years.

To feel immediately at home the mere second that I walked off my plane after a 14-hour flight was a tremendously gratifying experience. I truly felt a part of something great, and I have never been as proud to be a Jew as I was in that one moment.

My grandfather, who is not religious, told me that on his first trip to Israel, he wept when his plane landed. He never understood why. One of the many poignant experiences that I had in Israel was planting trees and dedicating them to loved ones. We were given little plants with roots to bury in the ground so that they may grow into larger trees, much needed in the Israeli desert. We said a prayer for the trees and for the people for whom we had dedicated the trees. I was fascinated to learn that more than 220 million trees have been planted in Israel by citizens and visitors so far.

Through a program called the Terror Victims Project, organized by Chabad, we visited a family who were all terror victims. We met a mother and her five children, one of whom is deaf in one ear and another of whom is blind in one eye. The children are all under 11 years old, and one of the survivors, who was less than a year old at the time of the bus bombing that shattered this family, was found buried under bodies, which served as his protection against the flying metal.

Their story was particularly inspiring to me because they are still a strong family, with their children in school and their father in physical rehabilitation. They are struggling to get better and are determined not to give up. They have proved to us all that no matter the hardships that our State of Israel has endured and has yet to endure, it will survive.

One of my first reactions to Israel was that it is dusty and dry. It is, after all, a natural desert, and it is therefore almost impossible to grow crops without the modern irrigation methods and systems for which the Israelis are famous.

As a child learning about Israel in my religious school, I often found myself wondering why it was so holy if the land was disagreeable for farming and the weather was too hot. Yet, despite these things, this land, I can almost guarantee, is the most loved land in the world. It is wrapped in layers of protection and affection by its inhabitants and completely appreciated for all that it is. The fact that the Israeli earth is just soil like the rest of the world suggests that what people love about this land is more than merely physical: It is its soul and what it represents to them and the world.

To learn about Israel, its landscape, its people, its way of life is simply, I have discovered, not enough. One must go there to feel that special feeling I got as soon as I deplaned. To go to Israel is to discover its spirit and also a part of yourself you may not have known was there.

Ariel Cohen is a 10th-grader at The Archer School for Girls.

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Tribe, a page by and for teens, appears the first issue of every month in The Jewish Journal. Ninth- to 12th-graders are invited to submit first-person columns, feature articles or news stories of up to 800 words. Deadline for the December issue is Nov. 15; deadline for the January issue is Dec. 15. Send submissions to julief@jewishjournal.com.

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Club Kung Fu teaches special kids lots more than skill

It was Monday, Jan. 8, the day of the college football national championship game, which I was eager to watch, since it was my favorite sport. But the game also fell on the day of the opening of Club Kung Fu at The Friendship Circle. I was a volunteer in the program.

What should I do? Watch the big game or fulfill my commitment? I realized that there were more important things in life than football, and this was one of them.

Club Kung Fu is a martial arts program for Jewish special-needs children ages 9-15 that is designed to improve self-discipline, self-esteem and physical fitness. Right now, about eight boys meet weekly, but the program is expanding, thanks to a Cutting Edge grant from the Jewish Community Foundation of Los Angeles.

It all started when I met Rabbi Michy RavNoy, executive director of The Friendship Circle, an organization set up to pair volunteers with special-needs children. My family and I became very involved because my Uncle Brian (of blessed memory) had been a special-needs child who could have benefited from the program. Since volunteering has always been highly valued in my family and since I love sports, this program was a natural fit for me.

The students in the club have disabilities that aren’t visible from the outside but do exist, making their lives hard in many ways. They have autism, severe learning disabilities or behavioral challenges. Most of them lack social skills and are very lonely.

Even with these disabilities, they all have a good chance of functioning well in society with some additional assistance and support. This program gives these kids the opportunity to socialize and interact with others, while learning important self-defense skills.

Furthermore, with some Torah lessons from Rabbi Michy during class, their Jewish pride is strengthened. They are making friends while strengthening themselves both physically and emotionally. Since the participants are often targets of bullying, it is perfect because they also learn how to protect themselves.

The children are upbeat, learning the art of kung fu and having tons of fun doing it. Jack Huang, the leader, is not only a great teacher but a great guy. Although he is not Jewish, he seems to be attuned to Judaism.

He once said to Rabbi Michy, “I’m sure God says somewhere [in the Bible] that if you help yourself, God will help you.” He understands these kids and relates well to them. He can be serious and funny at the same time. He is well respected.

Along with two other volunteers, I act as a personal assistant to Huang. Together we help the participants master the moves that Huang teaches by helping them practice kicks, punches and blocks.

It is unfortunate that for most of these kids, this is the only time in the week they get out and interact with others, besides at school. They definitely take advantage of it. The impact of the program is huge, and I can clearly see the changes in them. At the beginning they were all very shy, but now they come into class noisy and ready to learn and have fun.

One student in particular, Michael, started off extremely shy. He would hardly interact with anyone and preferred to play video games at home all day. But as time went on, he started to come to each class with a huge smile on his face.

He has gone from being the quietest to the loudest and most enthusiastic. He is comfortable being around both the assistants and his other classmates and, in addition, is constantly cracking hilarious jokes.

One boy, Akiva, started out as a student but soon, instead of being assisted, started to assist others. I have watched him mature greatly. He now works so well with the other students that they have begun to look up to him, which has been great for his self-esteem. He is so committed to the class that one time, when his parents were going out of town, he insisted that they make sure that he could get a ride to Club Kung Fu.

This program means so much to me. I love seeing these kids grow up and improve their social skills, and I feel good about being a part of their development. It is amazing to watch them work hard and, with pride, receive their first belts. I, too, had the added satisfaction of earning my own belt.

I will always have opportunities to watch football, but watching these special-needs children integrate into society is far more satisfying.

Nathan Sobol is a 10th-grader at Hamilton High School Academy of Music.

Speak Up!

Tribe, a page by and for teens, appears the first issue of every month in The Jewish Journal. Ninth- to 12th-graders are invited to submit first-person columns, feature articles or news stories of up to 800 words. Deadline for the December issue is Nov. 15; deadline for the January issue is Dec. 15. Send submissions to julief@jewishjournal.com.

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Rescuing Torah scrolls — I guess it runs in the family

With hurricane-force winds blowing a wall of flames in from the desert, I received a phone call from Rabbi Mathew Earne early the morning of Oct. 22. My wife, Joanna, and I were quickly packing up our most valuable belongings. Our 16-month-old son, Jacob, was running a fever of 103 degrees. The city of San Diego had just ordered mandatory evacuation for hundreds of thousands of San Diegans.

Rabbi Earne asked me to drop what I was doing and come to Congregation Beth Am, which is very close to our home, to pick up one of our synagogue’s five Torahs. With adrenaline and panic running through my veins, I looked to Joanna for guidance. “Absolutely,” she said, “You go get that Torah.” Amazed at Joanna’s resolve, I wiped the ash off my car and drove toward the raging flames to get the Torah.

Early one morning in 1939, Joanna’s grandparents, Morris and Frieda Erman, left Drove, Germany with only their son, Michael, and their community’s Torah. The Jewish community of Drove entrusted their past and their hope to the Ermans and their journey to the United States. Morris and Frieda were allowed to leave Germany with only what they could carry on their laps: their son and their Torah.

As the eerie, dull orange sky dumped black-and-white ash on my car, I pulled into Beth Am’s parking lot. Rabbi Earne handed me the Torah wrapped in two tallitot, and he told me, “Wherever you go, the Torah goes. You never let go.”

With that, our odyssey with the Torah began. We were able to book a hotel room in downtown San Diego. We shooed bellboys away from the Torah, afraid they might set it down. We avoided evacuees with excitable dogs who were jumping up in laps. We settled into our room. The only place we could safely keep the Torah away from our curious son’s hands was on top of the TV armoire. The next day, a large convention forced us from our hotel room, and we temporarily moved in with cousins, the Sieglers. The Torah lay across Mitch’s desk and ensured that any work he did that day would be blessed.

More than 48 hours after we’d left home, the city lifted the evacuation for our neighborhood. As we packed up our belongings again, a now-habitual checklist passed our lips:

“You have Jacob?”

“Yup.”

“You have the Torah?”

“Yup.”

Throughout our odyssey, we didn’t worry about the cell phones, the toys, the clothes or anything else. Those all could be replaced or re-bought. And during those days, Joanna and I slowly began to connect with Morris and Frieda’s experience almost seventy years ago.

As we drove to the Earne’s house to return the Torah, I thought back to Joanna’s grandparents and I joked with Joanna, “You are genetically programmed to save Torahs in distress, aren’t you?” She chuckled, “Yeah, I guess so.”

You never let go.

Note: Frieda and Morris Erman’s Torah remains in active use in Omaha, Nebraska to this day.

Brooks Herman is managing director of international operations for People to People International. He currently serves as secretary of the board of directors of Congregation Beth Am in San Diego.

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Cafe Hillel marks new tactic to reach out to young people — in Odessa

Ambling down one of the many picturesque side streets of crumbling copper and golden-colored slate that lend the old quarter of Odessa an aura of decaying grandeur, Kiril Alexandrovich was reminded of a famous Russian adage.

“He who doesn’t take risks,” the 22-year-old Jewish entrepreneur said with a sly smile, “will never drink champagne.”

In Alexandrovich’s case, his first restaurant isn’t a risk simply for him, and he won’t be the only one waiting eagerly to hear the pop of a champagne bottle in the Ukrainian city.

His Cafe Hillel, which was expected to open last week, is the first effort in Odessa at co-branding undertaken by Hillel: The Foundation for Jewish Campus Life. The partnership aims to transform Jewish youth organizing in the former Soviet Union, leaving behind the club model and heading out into the cities, where young Jews work and play.

Aaron Goldberg, Hillel associate vice president, said the organization is constantly searching for ways to improve Jewish life and reach more students beyond just a physical presence.

Goldberg said that if Hillel wants to continue to expand the number of young people it is working with, “then we have to find the places or create the spaces in which they are interested in spending time.”

With a prime location in the university district of seaside Odessa, once a hub of Jewish culture, Cafe Hillel is at the center of what Hillel’s Moscow director, Dimitry Maryasis, calls the “new Hillel ideology” — an attempt to reverse and rebrand its fortunes in the former Soviet Union.

Having struggled publicly over the last decade here, where the lack of Western-style college campuses have precluded its traditional modes of operation, Hillel is counting on branding partnerships and quasi-commercial ventures like Cafe Hillel to form the backbone of its reinvigorated brand.

For Alexandrovich, who dreamed of opening his own restaurant while toiling behind the scenes in innumerable commercial kitchens, the co-branding plan is the perfect opportunity to accomplish both his goals: running an affordable cafe for students and giving back to his community.

When he decided last spring to move back from Beersheba, Israel, where he moved when he was 9, Alexandrovich already knew he would be opening a cafe and that he wanted its identity rooted in Israel. He was educated there and fought as a paratrooper.

He chose Ukraine not out of any strong desire to return to his native land but to take advantage of a business environment not much different than that of Russia in the early 1990s: lower prices and a lack of savvy competition.

Originally set to open under the name Nisha, Hebrew for “niche,” the cafe was planned as a meeting place for students. Feeling lonely in a city where he knew no one but his longtime girlfriend and aching for contact with fellow Jews, Alexandrovich ended up at a birthday party for Hillel, where regional director Iosif Akselrud broached the idea of a partnership.

Alexandrovich was all ears.

“It is my pleasure to be the first Cafe Hillel in the U.S.S.R.,” he said.

Housed in a newly renovated space flooded with sunlight through its floor-to-ceiling windows, the cafe has a capacity to hold nearly 150 people.

In the coming months it will move gradually from serving the low-cost lunch specials found throughout the region to more traditional Israeli food.

Cafe Hillel will provide 10 percent discount cards to Hillel members and host Jewish-themed cultural and educational events. It will cater to students during the busy school days, while leaving available the evenings for programming that attracts visiting Jewish delegations and local community workers.

“I want a lot of Jews that are in Hillel, in the Joint [American Jewish Joint Distribution Committee], in all of these groups,” he said. “They work in the morning and during the day, and in the evening, I want them to come to my place. It’s not my place; it’s their place.”

Although the cafe will not be kosher, due to prohibitive costs and Alexandrovich’s desire to be more welcoming of non-Jews, he plans to install a kosher-capable section in his kitchen that will be helpful for visiting delegations. And lest his customers forget where his restaurant lands in the Hillel constellation, a compass will adorn the ceiling with points delineating the cities that host a branch of the campus group.

In a region that still harbors a great deal of popular anti-Semitism and with a string of anti-Semitic attacks having hit Ukraine in the past few weeks, some are wondering whether the time is right for Jewish groups to be venturing beyond the anonymous and often secure walls of their offices.

The security situation weighs heavily on Alexandrovich’s mind — and with good reason. Last month, an unknown vandal smashed the glass on the building’s front door in an incident that Alexandrovich implied may have been motivated by anti-Semitism.

Motivated partly by this suspicion, Alexandrovich was adamant that the cafe not be advertised as Jewish. He will provide heightened security for his customers.

“Cafe Hillel is a student lounge, not a Jewish lounge cafe,” he said. “Because, you understand, not a lot of people love me and you in the world, and I see these things.”

If anti-Semitism is a concern for Alexandrovich, it certainly doesn’t seem to be one among the Hillel students in whose name the cafe is being launched.

One Hillel member described a great deal of excitement and growing sense of anticipation among young Jews in Odessa.

“We are very excited about the cafe,” said Sasha Zlobina, 21, a Hillel member.

“We expect that it will be like a second home for us. Our first home is the office, and our second home will be Cafe Hillel.”

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Top Ten Ways to tell if Al-Qaeda has vandalized this Web site

Debka.com, an Israeli site that tracks intelligence news,

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On Sunday, Nov. 11, al Qaeda’s [sic] electronic experts will start attacking Western, Jewish, Israeli, Muslim apostate and Shiite Web sites. On Day One, they will test their skills against 15 targeted sites expand the operation from day to day thereafter until hundreds of thousands of Islamist hackers are in action against untold numbers of anti-Muslim sites.

While “>” target=”_top”>The Calendar Girls get burkas

9. ” target=”_top”>JDate.com links now go to Jihad Date

7. Internal ” target=”_top”>Letters-from-the-editor replaces letters-to-the editor

4. Arts & Entertainment section renamed Ignorance & Misery

3. Hey, gimme a break we have a writers’ strike here!

2. Web pages now read from right to left

And the Number One way to tell if Al-Qaeda has vandalized this Web site is   . . .

1. Web site only works if you use Windows

—Dennis Wilen AKA The Web Guy

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Photo essay: Iranian Jews flocking to ‘Read Hebrew America’ program

“I’ll teach you Hebrew if you teach me Persian!” joked Rabbi Hillel Benchimol, who is teaching a 5 week free crash course in Hebrew at the Nessah Synagogue in Beverly Hills. The educational Hebrew classes, also know as “Read Hebrew America” were created by the National Jewish Outreach Program in New York and offered to nearly 600 synagogues in the North America to promote the Hebrew language. Since its introduction at Nessah on October 15th, the program has been a surprising success in the Iranian American Jewish community in L.A. with more than 300 people attending the last three courses. “I’ll tell you that I was really amazed that so many people from this community (of Iranian Jews) really want to learn Hebrew and reconnect with their heritage,” said Benchimol who has single handedly been directing the classes on Monday nights between 7 pm and 8:30 pm. Ilya Welfeld, a spokesperson for the National Jewish Outreach Program said that while her organization did not know if Nessah had had the largest turnout of people attending their course in the country, but they were quite pleased with the substantial number of Iranian Jews participating. The “Read Hebrew America” program was launched 10 years ago and has thus far educated thousands of American Jews to speak Hebrew.

Earlier this week I stepped into one of the courses at Nessah and was surprised to find the large contingency of Iranian Jews who had packed the banquet hall in order to learn Hebrew. They were mostly older Iranian Jewish women and some teen, but the majority of the students were in their 50’s, 60’s, and 70’s. They were given their Hebrew books and like grade school children repeated out loud the Hebrew words Benchimol announced. They would chant in unisen “AVI—AV—AVIV” or “ABBA—BA—AV” and it was heartwarming to see members of the community showing a serious interested in improve themselves.

I also found the dedication of these older Iranian Jews to learning Hebrew admirable because you don’t typically find individuals in the Jewish community who are advancing in age that want to pursue their Jewish education—especially on a Monday night. I personally think these older Iranian Jews have decided to learn Hebrew because they may not have had the opportunities to do so in Iran due to their business schedules or lack of funds. It is also possible that the chaos of the 1979 Iranian revolution coupled with immigrated to the U.S. and trying to set up new lives for themselves might have made learning Hebrew less of a priority for Iranian Jews.

(Nessah associate Rabbi Benchimol reading Hebrew out loud, photo by Karmel Melamed)

I also found Benchimol, who is not Iranian, to be hilarious with his creative use of Persian words to keep the crowd awake, laughing and interested in learning Hebrew. Since coming on board as a rabbi at Nessah this past June, he has been able to really connect with both Iranian Jewish parents and children—a task which is in no way easy for an outsider to our community. “During Yom Kippur and Rosh Hashana, I presented this ‘Read Hebrew America’ program as a challenge to them to learn Hebrew and it worked,” said Benchimol.

Those interested in attending the remaining two free Hebrew courses at Nessah should contact: 310-273-2400.

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Raging Rafaeli sues Israeli newspaper

“>see my last post), she decided suing the largest newspaper in Israel for libel would be the best way to handle the storm of negative publicity.

According to Haaretz, another Israeli newspaper, Refaeli’s lawyer sent a scathing letter to Yediot, claiming she was manipulated and misquoted and deserves half a million shekel ($125,000) in personal damages.

He alleged that the newspaper article “initiated and encouraged a media and public lynching of Bar Refaeli.”

To be sure, Refaeli’s lawyer is correct in that last statement. Since the Yediot article was published, the international beauty has been vilified and attacked in various media outlets, particularly in the Hebrew-language newspapers here in Los Angeles.

Rumor has it that Yediot taped the interviews and is ready to defend its reporters and editors with the intensity that most Israelis, excluding Refaeli of course, defend their beloved country.

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The self-proclaimed Nazi hunter

To Nazi hunters, Aribert Heim is the most coveted target still at large. The German and Austrian governments, as well as the Simon Wiesenthal Center, all believe that the so-called Butcher of Mauthausen is alive, and they are offering $430,000 for information on him. They periodically send investigators around the world to find him, most recently to Chile.

There is just one small problem: Heim is now said to be dead, executed in 1982 in California by a secretive cell of Jewish avengers.

So, at least, says Danny Baz, a retired Israeli air force colonel who claims he was a member of The Owl, a covert Jewish death squad made up of former American and Israeli military and intelligence officials. Baz claims that the group spent years tracking down and killing Nazis who fled to the Western Hemisphere after World War II.

Baz’s sensational allegations appear in “Not Forgotten or Forgiven: On the Trail of the Last Nazi,” a memoir released last month by mainstream publisher Grasset in France, where it received broad media coverage.

Baz has been fiercely condemned by the Wiesenthal Center and other Nazi hunters since the book appeared in mid-October. The American government backs the critics.

“This is a bunch of baloney,” said Eli Rosenbaum, director of the Nazi-hunting Office of Special Investigations at the U.S. Justice Department. “What is true is that there is a real person who calls himself Danny Baz and is trying to make some money with this book at the expense of the truth.”

Read the rest at The Forward.

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Being drunk in the Spirit or just spiritually drunk?

Sam Harris, the atheist superstar, says Americans are living in a “God-drunk society.”

America is now a nation of 300 million souls, wielding more influence than any people in human history—and yet 240 million of these souls apparently believe that Jesus will return someday and orchestrate the end of the world with his magic powers. This hankering for a denominational, spiritual oblivion is not a good bet, much less a useful idea.

And yet, abject superstition of this kind engorges our nation from sea to shining sea. Consequently, the rest of the developed world has learned to view America like a rich, southern auntie: She may be bumptious, bloviating, smarmy, and God-drunk, but she’s got all the money; everyone is in her debt, and everyone is hoping that she’ll just shut up and go to sleep.

This is one of many short essays in The Atlantic Monthly‘s 150th issue, out now, on “The Future of the American Idea.” The complete essays are available online by subscription only.

Curiously, The Atlantic editors also invited “Left Behind” author Tim LaHaye to pen a piece about the religious beliefs of our Founding Fathers.

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