Yes it is a word, I inveted it, and used for few weekd untill my friends told me it doesnt really exist. Well it does, in my head and therefore in the world.
Usage: varied. you can say, the Mona Liza is pure geniosity. Or "friends" in not geniousity, just a bunch of Jewish Jokes. See its really needed, it exist and its mine!!!
יום חמישי, מאי 11, 2006
What a day off work!
Took the day off, thanks boss. Went to Kew Gardens, which was one of the site I wanted to see before I leave, (thanks boss again), and it was amazing. the flowers, the ducks, the nuns that came for a walk. loved every second. here are few photos for you to enjoy, and for my Israeli friend, we DO get some sunshine!!!
יום רביעי, מאי 10, 2006
A Lovely Friday at the Heath
I love the heath, for the wrong reasons maybe.
Here are few photos, enjoy!
יום שלישי, מאי 09, 2006
יום ראשון, מאי 07, 2006
Crazy about Crazy by the Gnarls Barkley
Cannothave enough from this one, during Shabbat I found myself singing it, Shame its less than three minutes I can do with a 6 minute version.. Since I downlowded it on 4th May I heard it more than ten times. Take away Shabbat and the crazy long working hours, it simply shows that every morning I heard it more than 3 times. But the statisticks are not the point, read this:
I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place.
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space
And when you're out there
Without care,
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much
Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Possibly
And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that's my only advice
Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are,
Ha ha ha bless your soul
You really think you're in control
Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me
My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember Is thinking, I want to be like them
Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it's no coincidence I've come
And I can die when I'm done
But maybe I'm crazy
Maybe you're crazy
Maybe we're crazy
Probably
I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place.
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space
And when you're out there
Without care,
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much
Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Possibly
And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that's my only advice
Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are,
Ha ha ha bless your soul
You really think you're in control
Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me
My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember Is thinking, I want to be like them
Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it's no coincidence I've come
And I can die when I'm done
But maybe I'm crazy
Maybe you're crazy
Maybe we're crazy
Probably
יום שישי, מאי 05, 2006
Eye Contact by Cammie McGovern
Amazing book, very sensetive, deals with parenthood/motherhood and Autism, and someone is murdered. Much recomended.
How proud am I
My gap year kids made by themselves an amazing film about thier expirience in Israel. They grew up so much, they seem to have changed a bit, the haur style, what they wear. Israel was good for them.
So proud of them. So lucky I had the opprtunity to be part of thier lives. I will miss them.
So proud of them. So lucky I had the opprtunity to be part of thier lives. I will miss them.
Yom Haatzmaut Celebrations: the unpredictble side
Well, it was great, I have enjoyed (almost) every second, Does it get easier or am I third time lucky?
the little surprises:
1. Being yelled at by a miserble teenager.
2. The (excellant) sound people taking BY MISTAKE some of the school propertity.
3. out of the 5 educators we brought from Israel only two succseded managing thier belonging. one suitcase was lost and found by British Miidlands, one guy forgot his backpack with £400 in cash in Leeds, and another guy imagined he lost his stuff. and they all are over the age of ss, not the first time over seas. Can you believe that?
4. I didnt forget anything!!!!!
5. My speech was taken away (litrally) by the PR officer, Hmmm, I want it back, Please.
5. The big cheese still cannot pronounce my name correctly. Three years.
the little surprises:
1. Being yelled at by a miserble teenager.
2. The (excellant) sound people taking BY MISTAKE some of the school propertity.
3. out of the 5 educators we brought from Israel only two succseded managing thier belonging. one suitcase was lost and found by British Miidlands, one guy forgot his backpack with £400 in cash in Leeds, and another guy imagined he lost his stuff. and they all are over the age of ss, not the first time over seas. Can you believe that?
4. I didnt forget anything!!!!!
5. My speech was taken away (litrally) by the PR officer, Hmmm, I want it back, Please.
5. The big cheese still cannot pronounce my name correctly. Three years.
יום שני, מאי 01, 2006
Only four months left!!
It brings tears to my eyes. in the very begining of September I will head back to Israel. Don`t get me wrong, I want to go back, but after being here for two and a half years I discovered I grew to love London. Sounds very cheesy, but its true.
I love the grey days, the sunny days, the Bank Holiday Days. The bridges, the church bells, the crisp morning air of April. the music scene, the pubs, some synagougues and the Soho. ans Spitafields market, and Columbia Road flower market. The alternative Jewish scene, South Bank at night, the bar at the OXO tower, Rany`s Take away, Limmud, all the massive Gluten Free selection every where (what happend to Costa`s maffins? havent seen them foer a while!.
I started putting down a list of all the things I have to do before I leave. Please add your suggestion, much appreciated!
1. Ricmond & Q Gardens
2. Lake District
3. Football match
4. the town that has all the brands but much cheaper, any idea whats the name???
5. Bournmouth
Now its your turn!
I love the grey days, the sunny days, the Bank Holiday Days. The bridges, the church bells, the crisp morning air of April. the music scene, the pubs, some synagougues and the Soho. ans Spitafields market, and Columbia Road flower market. The alternative Jewish scene, South Bank at night, the bar at the OXO tower, Rany`s Take away, Limmud, all the massive Gluten Free selection every where (what happend to Costa`s maffins? havent seen them foer a while!.
I started putting down a list of all the things I have to do before I leave. Please add your suggestion, much appreciated!
1. Ricmond & Q Gardens
2. Lake District
3. Football match
4. the town that has all the brands but much cheaper, any idea whats the name???
5. Bournmouth
Now its your turn!
My newest Nephew Brit is delayed.
You can not really see it in this photo, but he is yellow, so we will have to wait till he gets better, please G-d ASAP!
יום שלישי, אפריל 25, 2006
Another Nephew!
Yes, another one, yes a boy again!
Mazal tov!!
Very excited, going to miss the brit, but not much I can do.
Wonder how they will call him...
Mazal tov!!
Very excited, going to miss the brit, but not much I can do.
Wonder how they will call him...
יום חמישי, אפריל 20, 2006
The day I met Jesus
I left the airplane with out my passport, no surprise here. As my late father used to say, I am very lucky to have my head connected to my body.
Well, had to wait at the passport control for more than an hour (So lucky it didn`t happen in Minsk, but that`s another story).
The air-port was packed pre pesach balagan, slowly slowly the crowd disappeared, and it was only me and this other guy waiting, he was tall, hadsome and worried. Time goes by, and then someone from the passport control office approaches the other guy, looks at him very carefully, compares him with his photo in the passport and asks, in a worried voice:
Jesus?
Other Guy: Yes, that`s my name.
Loved it. that was the day I met Jesus.
Well, had to wait at the passport control for more than an hour (So lucky it didn`t happen in Minsk, but that`s another story).
The air-port was packed pre pesach balagan, slowly slowly the crowd disappeared, and it was only me and this other guy waiting, he was tall, hadsome and worried. Time goes by, and then someone from the passport control office approaches the other guy, looks at him very carefully, compares him with his photo in the passport and asks, in a worried voice:
Jesus?
Other Guy: Yes, that`s my name.
Loved it. that was the day I met Jesus.
יום שני, אפריל 17, 2006
The dead sea
Beautiful. Breath taking.
I had to stay and give up on a hike, due to the teror attack in TA, to make sure all the kiddies are ok.
Should I clame my day off from the Hamas?
wonder.
I had to stay and give up on a hike, due to the teror attack in TA, to make sure all the kiddies are ok.
Should I clame my day off from the Hamas?
wonder.
יום רביעי, אפריל 12, 2006
How funny it is to be in Israel
Very.
Already drove twive on the wrong side of the road.
Been asked few times when have I made Aliyah, as I have an English accent when I speak Hebrew.
Tried to calculate the price of a fab pair of shoes into shekels. of course the price was in shekeles , silly habbit!!!
Someone I really like just told me that thanks to me he decided what he wants to study, and which kind of a person he wants to be. thats responsebility for you.
The weather is gorgeouse.
So who come I miss London?
Chag Kasher Vesameach!
Already drove twive on the wrong side of the road.
Been asked few times when have I made Aliyah, as I have an English accent when I speak Hebrew.
Tried to calculate the price of a fab pair of shoes into shekels. of course the price was in shekeles , silly habbit!!!
Someone I really like just told me that thanks to me he decided what he wants to study, and which kind of a person he wants to be. thats responsebility for you.
The weather is gorgeouse.
So who come I miss London?
Chag Kasher Vesameach!
My newest nephew
My new nephew is called Nehorai. It means full of light and the name is from the Mishnah. He has my brother`s eyes and long fingers. I think I love him.
יום שישי, אפריל 07, 2006
Mazal Tov!
Just to wish my brother and sister in law Mazal Tov on the safe arrival of thier first son.
The brit is on the coming Tuesday, in Israel, and I will be there!
I will keep updating you from Israel!
The brit is on the coming Tuesday, in Israel, and I will be there!
I will keep updating you from Israel!
יום חמישי, אפריל 06, 2006
At First Sight- A Primeira Vista
My friend T lend me this magnificent CD - Chico Cesar. Its great.
But wait till you get to the fourth track! great stuff.
Here is the translation from Portguise (not min of course!):
When I had nothing I desired
When absence ruled I waited
When I felt cold I trembled
When I found courage I called
When the letter arrived I opened it
When I heard Prince (Salif Keita)
I danced
When the eye brightened I understood
When I grew wings I flew
When you summond me I came
When it dawned on me I was here
When I found you I got lost
When I saw you I fell in love.
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..........
But wait till you get to the fourth track! great stuff.
Here is the translation from Portguise (not min of course!):
When I had nothing I desired
When absence ruled I waited
When I felt cold I trembled
When I found courage I called
When the letter arrived I opened it
When I heard Prince (Salif Keita)
I danced
When the eye brightened I understood
When I grew wings I flew
When you summond me I came
When it dawned on me I was here
When I found you I got lost
When I saw you I fell in love.
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..........
יום ראשון, אפריל 02, 2006
This one is for J: to Pray or ?
Few thoughts about Prayer
I find it challenging to pray to begin with. I guess that years of being late to prayers at school, failing to be on time for this duty and the guilt involved left a mark. Not understanding how come I can lead (not very sucssesfully) the tefilah in an all girls service only, but not on the Youth movements hikes where we were pushed to the back and only men were involved, just like the grown up`s synagogues, did not help.
Reflecting on the architecture of many synagogues, Men on the floor level easy to get to, and women up stairs, sometimes pregnant, some time carrying a child or two or a buggy, and all the stairs, did not help.
Being the only single women above 25 doesnt help. (where are the othert single women Pray? surely we have the most to pray for)
Seeing diffrent interactions, feeling someone`s hurt, as if its one`s fault not mastering the private language of tefilah. No help here.
Realizing how little some women here know about prayers, and how much men know made me upset.
But if I am not much into prayingto begin with, why should I care that much??? Good question.
One of my favourite Poets - Amir Gilboa writes (in Hebrew, the English, and all the mistakes are mine)
I pray from the heart a siddur
torn edges all the words missing I
see them floating for a while floating
and asking rest for thier feet how
can I bring them rest and the heart
of my siddur is eaten in the edges
less and naked
(Amir Gilboa. All poems vol.b)
(I transaleted Shulayim to edges, let me know if you have a better idea)
Amir Gilboa writes about not being able to pray from Siddur - Siddur comes from Seder - Order, the write order, well organized. Maybe that`s part of my problem , not problem but challenge. I dont agree with this kind of order.
In my heart some of the words of the siddur cannot find transalation to what I feel, and I tried what the Mamonides recommends, the heart will follow the action, but it doesnt help.
I admire those who havent given up on Praying, for them Tefilah is a dynamic expirience, thier heart is there, they can add thier beautiful soul to the ancient words and create a space for the soul to grow.
My private battle is my own floating words of my naked heart.
I find it challenging to pray to begin with. I guess that years of being late to prayers at school, failing to be on time for this duty and the guilt involved left a mark. Not understanding how come I can lead (not very sucssesfully) the tefilah in an all girls service only, but not on the Youth movements hikes where we were pushed to the back and only men were involved, just like the grown up`s synagogues, did not help.
Reflecting on the architecture of many synagogues, Men on the floor level easy to get to, and women up stairs, sometimes pregnant, some time carrying a child or two or a buggy, and all the stairs, did not help.
Being the only single women above 25 doesnt help. (where are the othert single women Pray? surely we have the most to pray for)
Seeing diffrent interactions, feeling someone`s hurt, as if its one`s fault not mastering the private language of tefilah. No help here.
Realizing how little some women here know about prayers, and how much men know made me upset.
But if I am not much into prayingto begin with, why should I care that much??? Good question.
One of my favourite Poets - Amir Gilboa writes (in Hebrew, the English, and all the mistakes are mine)
I pray from the heart a siddur
torn edges all the words missing I
see them floating for a while floating
and asking rest for thier feet how
can I bring them rest and the heart
of my siddur is eaten in the edges
less and naked
(Amir Gilboa. All poems vol.b)
(I transaleted Shulayim to edges, let me know if you have a better idea)
Amir Gilboa writes about not being able to pray from Siddur - Siddur comes from Seder - Order, the write order, well organized. Maybe that`s part of my problem , not problem but challenge. I dont agree with this kind of order.
In my heart some of the words of the siddur cannot find transalation to what I feel, and I tried what the Mamonides recommends, the heart will follow the action, but it doesnt help.
I admire those who havent given up on Praying, for them Tefilah is a dynamic expirience, thier heart is there, they can add thier beautiful soul to the ancient words and create a space for the soul to grow.
My private battle is my own floating words of my naked heart.
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