Israel

On July 5th, 2007, our plane touched down in Ben-Gurion Airport near the city of Tel Aviv. My family and I traveled to Israel for one of the biggest events of my childhood, my Bar Mitzvah. A Bar Mitzvah is a Jewish coming of age ceremony that serves as a transition between childhood and adulthood....

I won't deny my apprehension when first spotting a large group of Palestinians near the edge of the saline wonder that is the Dead Sea. With the media riling for decades regarding the neverending ideological rift between the Jewish Israelis and Muslim Palestinians, I worried about the Arabs...

Being able to skip school for a week to tour Turkey was exhilarating and all I could think about were the adventures I was going to have, but what I didn’t know was how not only my appreciation for my education would change, but also my appreciation for culture, my rights and different...

Every two years, my school, Augustine Christian Academy, hosts a trip to Israel for the junior and senior classes.  Twenty-six students and teachers participated on this excursion to the exotic Middle East, home of the Land flowing with Milk and Honey.  We arrived at Ben Gurion Airport in Tel...

 After ten long hours on a plane we had finally arrived.  We were in the land of Israel, a place which I had heard about all my life.  Last summer, my family and my cousins’ family traveled to Israel to celebrate my brother’s bar mitzvah.  This was such a new experience for me, as I had never...

As I'm sitting on the plane watching everyone fidget and complain, I turn to the window and my mind starts to wander.  I mean I’ve been on cruises to different countries but I’ve never actually landed on foreign land. We would be staying in this foreign country where they speak a different...

"Next Year in Jerusalem," said my dad as he stared at me with eyes full of pride. The phrase used to end the Seder ceremony during Passover was finally about to come true for me. In just a matter of months I would be boarding a plane to the country of my ancestors. Israel. I couldn't believe it....

      A marketplace. To anyone else my age, this might be considered “ghetto.” But to me, this is beautiful. The walkway is narrow and composed of smooth rocks, with small steps every few feet to follow the slight upward slope of the path. The stalls alongside me are squeezed together with no...

After 9/11 many racial assumptions arose as people questioned others from Arab countries. Two summers ago I travelled to Ramallah, Palestine to learn more about my heritage. My mother and I flew to Jordan and from there used a bus system to an Israeli guarded station where taxis would end the trip...

In August of 2009, I traveled with 13 youth pilgrims and 5 adult leaders to Israel, through an organization called Hands in Healing- a part of the Episcopal Diocese of Los Angeles. When I think of Israel, so many things come to mind. Friendship. Laughter and tears. Love. Culture. Tolerance....

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