«We Must Give them Memories»

I met Gil one day when my regular hairdresser was on vacation and the haircut could not wait. Jerusalem is wonderful in that sense; for every fifty meters, you will find a grocery store, a synagogue, and a hairdresser – and that’s just a mild exaggeration. I chose Gil’s tiny and rather indistinctive shop.

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They Were Just Waiting for the Bus

Those bus stops, or “trampiada” as Israelis call them since they also serve as pick up places for hitch-hikers, are packed with people at exactly the same hours every day, morning and afternoon. The terrorist must have passed them daily – an easy target. They are surrounded by large concrete slabs to prevent the car terrorism that just rams down whoever stands along the road – as long has he or she is Jewish.

They were just waiting for the bus!

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Roar SorensenComment
Just a normal Israeli from Sderot

Listening to people can be extremely rewarding. It can open your eyes to perspectives and ideas you otherwise would never be confronted with. One of the beautiful things with Israel is that people love to talk – also to listen – but even more to talk. In short, they love communication.

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Rune Michael HofstadComment