Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Friday, July 15, 2011
thoughts on the plane from denver
As my emotions run high, I sit here on the plane to New York. What am I feeling is so mixed its hard to put it in words. I am feeling to sad an about to cry because today has got to be the hardest day for me. I had to say goodbye to my parents and Lilac my cat. I don’t think lilac understood that im not going to see her for a very long time. As I look around the plane I see people sleeping. I wish I could sleep, my brain is to active that I have no chance of sleeping. I am thinking about many things. For one, how crazy I am to be moving across the world, away from my parents and friends. Away from everything I know, to a contry that although yes I spent 10th grade in, and I have my all my moms side of the family, it still feels like uncharted waters. I am thinking about exicited I am to be able to see all my family in Israel!
Its amazing to look down out of the window of the plane and think this is the last I will see of Colorado for a very long time. I mean how am I going to tell which way is west with out the mountains? I will feel so lost.
Its amazing to look down out of the window of the plane and think this is the last I will see of Colorado for a very long time. I mean how am I going to tell which way is west with out the mountains? I will feel so lost.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
The Tears and the Smiles.
Just now I watched one on Nefesh BNefesh Aliyah Videos and I just started to cry. The feeling inside me are so strong and overwhelming that they are bubbling over more and more. Having to say goodbye to so many of my friends is making my so sad. But I am also happy in away because I AM GOING HOME! Some of you may to understand what I mean by home, what I mean is Israel is my homeland to have the ability to move to my homeland is beyond what words can ever explain. So will I be crying a lot for awhile. I just hope someone on my flight is in a similar position as me. Making Aliyah all alone. I will defiantly need a shoulder to cry on for quite awhile. Just watch when the flight lands in Israel I’m going to start crying so hard, but they will be mixed tears. Tears of missing my family, friends and my parents in the USA and tears of joy and happiness because I will be starting a new chapter of my life in Israel. All I can say is please someone always have a box of tissues when your with me. I cant wait!! Great here come the tears again….. I am going to miss everyone so much. And I cant wait to see everyone!
Happy 4th of July!!
Hey guys so as many of you can see I have not been writing very much. This is mainly due to the fact I have been very busy getting ready to make Aliyah ( move to Israel) on Sunday! So far I have sent four boxes of stuff to New York that (are hopefully) awaiting my arrival. I am so excited! Once I am in Israel I will be keeping my blog much more updated. Now then on to my main post.
This forth of July I felt I had to do something more than what I do normally…. Which is nothing. This year I did a lot more, my weekend started off very color full, by getting eaten alive by mosquitoes (the red), managing to bruise my self all over my arms and legs (the blue), and although not planing to or trying to wearing white shirts Friday Saturday Sunday and Monday ( the white). See I told you it was colorful all red white and blue! Happy Forth of July!!
This forth of July I felt I had to do something more than what I do normally…. Which is nothing. This year I did a lot more, my weekend started off very color full, by getting eaten alive by mosquitoes (the red), managing to bruise my self all over my arms and legs (the blue), and although not planing to or trying to wearing white shirts Friday Saturday Sunday and Monday ( the white). See I told you it was colorful all red white and blue! Happy Forth of July!!
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Trying to wash a cat!
Today has been an amazing day I have almost finished packing for Israel!
I also gave my cat a bath. I shall tell you the story of that. Lilac my cat is normally on a leash in our backyard however she has been coming when she is called so we have been letting her off leash. At about 7:30pm I heard her yowl so I went outside and called her a few times and when she didn’t come I thought everything was fine. After about 20 minute I heard another yowl so I began to get very worried so I went out searching for her. About an hour later after calling her and searching for her she decided to reappear. I was standing about 3 feet away from the fencen when I heard a lot of scratching on the fence I turned around and all I saw was a black and white ball of fur flaying over my head in to the grass, and guess who it was, lilac J we had to give her a bath because she was very very very very dirty. She has got to be the best tempered cat in the world. Yes she hates water but she was not scratching wildly and meowing, all she did was dig her claws in to my arms and meow every so often. Unlike my last cat ( in Denver) Platy who would yowl and scratch wildly. I love how different cats are!
I also gave my cat a bath. I shall tell you the story of that. Lilac my cat is normally on a leash in our backyard however she has been coming when she is called so we have been letting her off leash. At about 7:30pm I heard her yowl so I went outside and called her a few times and when she didn’t come I thought everything was fine. After about 20 minute I heard another yowl so I began to get very worried so I went out searching for her. About an hour later after calling her and searching for her she decided to reappear. I was standing about 3 feet away from the fencen when I heard a lot of scratching on the fence I turned around and all I saw was a black and white ball of fur flaying over my head in to the grass, and guess who it was, lilac J we had to give her a bath because she was very very very very dirty. She has got to be the best tempered cat in the world. Yes she hates water but she was not scratching wildly and meowing, all she did was dig her claws in to my arms and meow every so often. Unlike my last cat ( in Denver) Platy who would yowl and scratch wildly. I love how different cats are!
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Current count down
Current count down
11 days till I leave denver!
13 days till I get to Israel!
33 days till kibbutz ulpan starts!
37 days till I turn 18!
11 days till I leave denver!
13 days till I get to Israel!
33 days till kibbutz ulpan starts!
37 days till I turn 18!
Monday, May 30, 2011
Memorial Day
THE UNKNOWN SOLDIER
There's a graveyard near the White House,
where the Unknown Soldier lies.
The flowers there are sprinkled,
with the tears from a Mothers eyes.
I stood there not so long ago,
with roses for the brave,
and suddenly I heard a voice
speak out from far beyond the grave.
"I'm the Unknown Soldier,"
the spirit voice began,
"And I think I have the right,
to ask some questions man to man.
Are my buddies taken care of?
Was their victory so sweet?
Is that big reward you offered,
selling pencils on the street?
"Did they really win the freedom
they battled so hard to achieve?
Do you still respect that Croix de Guerre
above that empty sleeve?
Does that gold star in the window
now mean anything at all?
I wonder how my wife now feels,
when she hears a bugle call?
And my baby who says
"Hello Central, give me no man"
can they replace her Daddy,
with a military band?
"I wonder if the profiteers
have satisfied their greed?
I wonder if a Soldiers Mother,
ever is in need?
I wonder if the kings who planned it all,
are really satisified?
They played their game of checkers,
and eleven million died.
I'm the Unknown Soldier,
and maybe I died in vain.
But if I were alive and my Country called,
I'd do it all over again."
This is for every man and woman who have given their lives in the Civil War, WWI, WWII, Korea, Vietnam, at the World Trade Center and at the Pentagon, in Operation Iraqi Freedom and Operation Enduring Freedom, and for all the soldiers all over the world, not just the Americans. But the French, the English, the Spanish, the Polish, the Russian, the German, the Mexican, the list goes on and on. For every single person fighting for their country, giving up their lives for their country, taking the risks of losing everything and everyone they've ever loved, this is for them. Take some time today to think about the fact that the reason you're able to sit at home and eat hot dogs and hamburgers and cheeseburgers at a barbeque, or the reason that you can go to the pool and the beach and relax is that everyday, there are men and women, maybe even relatives, fighting for us. Fighting for our freedom. Fighting, so that we can do all those things in peace. Protecting us.
There's a graveyard near the White House,
where the Unknown Soldier lies.
The flowers there are sprinkled,
with the tears from a Mothers eyes.
I stood there not so long ago,
with roses for the brave,
and suddenly I heard a voice
speak out from far beyond the grave.
"I'm the Unknown Soldier,"
the spirit voice began,
"And I think I have the right,
to ask some questions man to man.
Are my buddies taken care of?
Was their victory so sweet?
Is that big reward you offered,
selling pencils on the street?
"Did they really win the freedom
they battled so hard to achieve?
Do you still respect that Croix de Guerre
above that empty sleeve?
Does that gold star in the window
now mean anything at all?
I wonder how my wife now feels,
when she hears a bugle call?
And my baby who says
"Hello Central, give me no man"
can they replace her Daddy,
with a military band?
"I wonder if the profiteers
have satisfied their greed?
I wonder if a Soldiers Mother,
ever is in need?
I wonder if the kings who planned it all,
are really satisified?
They played their game of checkers,
and eleven million died.
I'm the Unknown Soldier,
and maybe I died in vain.
But if I were alive and my Country called,
I'd do it all over again."
This is for every man and woman who have given their lives in the Civil War, WWI, WWII, Korea, Vietnam, at the World Trade Center and at the Pentagon, in Operation Iraqi Freedom and Operation Enduring Freedom, and for all the soldiers all over the world, not just the Americans. But the French, the English, the Spanish, the Polish, the Russian, the German, the Mexican, the list goes on and on. For every single person fighting for their country, giving up their lives for their country, taking the risks of losing everything and everyone they've ever loved, this is for them. Take some time today to think about the fact that the reason you're able to sit at home and eat hot dogs and hamburgers and cheeseburgers at a barbeque, or the reason that you can go to the pool and the beach and relax is that everyday, there are men and women, maybe even relatives, fighting for us. Fighting for our freedom. Fighting, so that we can do all those things in peace. Protecting us.
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