Stern College for Women - Kochaviah Yearbook (New York, NY)

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And should you want to know the source From which your tortured brethren drew In evil days their strength of soul To meet their doom, stretch out their necks To each uplifted knife and axe. In flames, on stakes to die with joy, And with a whisper, G-d is One , To close their lips? If thou, my brother, knowest not This mother, spring, and lap, and fort Then enter thou the House of G-d. H. N. Bialik

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The sounds of war entered every synagogue on Yorn KippuT as Arab battalions attacked Jews at prayer- ' When the thunder of Arab artillery subsided, 2500 young Israeli men were dead. The sounds of war entered a sleeping apartment house in Kiryat Shemona when Arab terrorists threw babies from windows. . Shrieks pierced the silence of the night. The sounds of war entered a Ma ' alot schoolhouse where high school students rested after a TI YUL. , ' The blast of machine guns freed the hostages from their captors. However, with the deaths of 21 children, innocence was slaughtered. No Jew can tolerate the worlds silence ariy longer. Oil Yom Kippur we prayed, weasked G-d for much more than personal blessing . Later we tried to fill the empti-; ness in our hearts by collecting Tzedakah arid giving blood. After Kiryat Shemona we wrote letters. Futility. The US, condemned Israeli raids into Lebanon without acknowledging their traumatic provocation. On the day after Ma ' alot Golda ' Meir told us that there ' ' could be no reprisal commensurate vvith the massacre, ; Fury encompassed us a? we tried to overcome our sense of helplessness. We shouted in front of the Lebannese; Mission. W ' e prayed at the Isaiah Wall; We san lobby of the U.N We scr earned as vye were dragged by international polite.: Despite all the dang6ris I srael faces, ptir commitmen t conipQls us to begin preparations tdsiettle in Jsrae ' l, for: oii r .• ■ . ' . Eventual Aliy ah, ' ' ■ ' ' ' , ' ■ ' ;.■■ ' ■ • ; ' ■ ' :■■■ ' . ■■■ ' ' ■ ' ; '

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The year I started high school, Israel reclaimed the KOTEL HAMAARAVI. That year, 1967, was one of renewed commitment for our entire nation. As each one of us journeyed to Israel, we were thrilled. 1973 taught me more, however. It reminded me that I cannot get to Israel by jetplane alone. The carefree commitment that had lingered since 1967 had to be revitalized. At Stern this pro- cess was begun by a 5IYUM MISHNAYOT in memory of the many soldiers who died. As I learned, I was constantly aware of the ages of the dead soldiers. They could have been my hus- band, my brothers, my fathers. They chould have been me. Now it is time to seek out the source of our commitment once again.