We have all heard the saying, "you can't
fully understand a person until you've walked a mile in their shoes." What
we have not all heard, however, is the serious validity of this statement. What
I have learned during my time on Yahel is not only do other peoples' shoes feel
vastly different, but it can be profoundly meaningful to walk that extra mile.
If we can walk in someone else's shoes even for a moment or a day, we can find and
appreciate an entirely new perspective on life.
This notion especially applies to life in
Israel. I never thought living in the Jewish state would change my notion of
what is considered reality. However, there are times when Israel's unique
society provides surprising situations that completely deviate from the what is
expected. I have personally found myself in many circumstances under which I
would find myself talking to someone from a group I tend to not have any
contact with. This to me is one of the most special aspects of living in Israel
– things are constantly changing, and there is always an opportunity to engage
with someone intriguing.
A primary example of this occurred to me
during the holiday of Purim. Purim is a holiday filled with joy and pride of
being Jewish, and that to me has always been able to bring people together. I
remember celebrating Purim at my synagogue in Stamford, and from a young age
being able to engage with people I did not generally talk to and share the fun
atmosphere of the holiday at our annual Purim Carnival. It did not matter
whether we particularly liked each other; it was Purim, so it was time to dress
in costume, leave your worries behind, and embrace your fellow Jews in
celebration.
This community engagement has always been one
of my favorite aspects of Purim, and I greatly appreciated the ability to
experience this on a much bigger level while in Israel. Just like at my
synagogue, Purim in Israel is able to bring together Jews from across cultural
backgrounds and levels of observance. I found this especially meaningful in
regard to ultra-religious Jews, such as members of Chabad. Both here in Israel
and in the US, I do not generally make an effort to attend a Chabad event or go
to places where I need to interact with people associated with Chabad. I have
nothing against them, but I personally do not identify with their mission and
customs and would rather be around people who are closer to the level I am at
religiously. However, on Purim I made an exception. When I saw Chabadniks
dancing and giving out mishloach manot
(Purim food baskets) in Tel Aviv's Dizengoff Square, I felt it was time for me
to loosen up, get in the spirit of the holiday, and join my fellow Jews in
celebration.
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Purim festivities in Dizengoff Square |
Similarly, when I was walking around Lod in
costume throughout the holiday, I was able to wish many Jews passing me by a chag sameach (happy holiday), including
many religious Jews. An especially surprising moment for me was when a
religious man drove past me and wished me a happy holiday, and instead of
feeling awkward, I excitedly greeted him in return. Normally I would ignore
someone like that because of our strong cultural differences, but on Purim I
felt not just willing, but encouraged to embrace my fellow Jew, no matter how
different we are from one another. This instance showed a special quality to
this day in particular; how the norms of societal interactions are turned
completely upside down and I can look at any person with comfort as a fellow
Jew. Situations like this make me fully understand the benefit of having Israel
as a Jewish state. There is literally no other place where I walk down the
street and greet a random person in confidence that they are probably
celebrating the same Jewish holiday. This makes me feel truly a part of a
community and very much at home, which is one of the most special and rewarding
feelings. It is why my connection to Israel has been so strong and persistent.
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Celebrating Purim in Tel Aviv with some of my roommates |
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Purim festivities in Jerusalem |
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Party at the shuk! |
I understood why what I did seemed socially
awkward, but I could not understand the reasoning behind this. Why is there such
a clear division in regard to this issue? If Israeli Arabs speak Hebrew and are
incorporated into many aspects of Israeli society, as I have seen they are, why
is it not a comfortable setting to wish them a Happy Purim? I comprehend that
this is a very complex question and I may not get the answer I seek, at least
not in the near future. I also understand that there could be political
undertones involved, such as racist elements that can be inferred from the
Purim story and political narratives involving not providing legitimacy to the
Jewish holidays while Palestinians are being oppressed. However, what I
observed most transparently from this context was that there was a clear
division between the Jews, who celebrate Purim, and the Arabs, who want nothing
to do with it. And it made me think...do the benefits that come from having a
Jewish state inherently complicate relations between Jews and Arabs?
Of course, just because there is separation on
this issue does not mean that Jews and Arabs cannot come together on other
issues. In fact, one of the greatest things I have learned from my time on
Yahel is that it is very easy to find topics that can connect you to others,
even when those others are perceivably very different from you. Perhaps the
most effective platform I have learned this from has been Juzur, an
organization that provides support for young Arabs in the Lod area in search of
opportunities for empowerment and future success. Every week, my group of Yahel
volunteers has been meeting with a group of Arab university students to establish
connections and learn about each other's cultures. These creative, funny, and
sweet individuals are by far my favorite people I have met during my time in
Israel. I never thought I would be able to have ongoing positive relationships
with Israeli Arabs my age, and yet here we are every week discussing topics
such as food, movies, hobbies, and even aspects of Israel that link us
together.
These weekly meetings quickly became a
community filled with trust, compassion, and sincere interest for each other's
stories. I discovered this fully last week when for the first time in my life,
I had the opportunity to talk about my experience growing up as a Conservative
Jew to an audience of Palestinian Muslims and Christians. During our year
together, each Yahel and Juzur participant has needed to choose a week to give
a presentation about an aspect of his or her culture. It was clear to me that I
wanted to present about my Conservative Jewish background, because that has
been a significant influence in my life, but I had a hard time choosing what
exactly to discuss. Coming from a background in which most of my exposure to
Palestinians has been through a political lens that has portrayed them of being
distrustful and even hateful toward Israel and Jews in general, through mediums
such as the BDS movement and Students for Justice in Palestine, I have gained
the sense that any positive thing I say about Israel to an audience of Palestinians will be met with harsh protest
and inflammatory rhetoric. I expected the result would be vastly different when
talking to this group of open-minded individuals, but the thought still stuck
in my head that my life experiences could potentially have negative
connotations for this community.
Ultimately, I chose to present about the
Conservative Jewish experiences that have defined my life the most, which I
consider as Camp Ramah, USY, and being the son of a Conservative rabbi. I did
explain the importance of Israel in my Conservative upbringing and I got no
negative reactions at all, which was a relief. As I expected, I had no reason
to worry about receiving backlash from such an open and understanding group. On
the contrary, I was greeted with insightful questions from these individuals
who were genuinely interested in learning about my Jewish identity. The
question that intrigued me the most was when one of the girls, Do'aa, asked me
if my being a rabbi's son means that I have been on the course to becoming a
rabbi from a young age. I love getting this question because it is a great
opportunity to explain how just because you grow up as the child of a rabbi, it
does not mean you want to become one in the future. I also usually describe the
freedom my dad has given me to make my own choices about how to keep Judaism,
and how he always encouraged me to pursue my interests and follow my own path.
I think Do'aa and the other Arabs present were very impressed by this and other
special aspects of my Conservative Jewish identity.
I feel so lucky to have been able to share my
life story so openly and to get to know these admirable individuals who will
forever serve as examples for me. Last night, we had our final meeting with
Juzur, and I was invited to deliver a speech about the impact the program has
had on myself and my entire group. I am very happy I got this opportunity
because it helped me truly put into words what this program has meant to me. One
point I emphasized in my speech, on behalf of my fellow Yahel volunteers, was
that we all came to Lod seeking to meet people that came from vastly different
backgrounds from our own and learn about Israeli society from their
perspectives, and Juzur went above and beyond in helping us reach this goal.
Not only did we get to meet engaging people and hear their stories, but we also
formed personal connections and made friends that will last us for the
remainder of Yahel and even after its completion.
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Our fearless leader Meital :) |
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Group shot at the last meeting |
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Me giving my speech :) |
The experience I have had with Juzur bring
many ideas to mind regarding the question of connections and divisions in Israel.
Most importantly, I have learned from this experience that the connections that
bind us together are much stronger than the things that divide us. These Arabs
have had very different lived experiences from us, and their opinions on
certain issues can differ as a result from that. But when it comes down to
working together to accomplish a task, we have been one cohesive team and there
has been nothing to stop us from reaching our goals. In addition, just because
there are clear divisions and distinctions among the group (the Purim
situation, for example) does not mean there is no potential for us to talk and
enjoy each other's company.
With this in mind, if a group of American Jews
can sit with a group of Arabs once a week to bond with one another and work
together to fix the problems in their community...why can't Israeli Jews do the
same? I think this example of narrowing divisions between two perceivably
different groups provides high potential for groups with similar dynamics to
attempt this exercise, which could in turn strengthen coexistence efforts
between Israelis and Palestinians. If more Jews and Arabs could have the
experience I had and begin to see the 'other' as someone no different from
himself or herself, it could spark so much opportunity for connections across
cultures and strong friendships that could last a lifetime.
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