My father
taught me that not all Germans were Nazis. In turn I tried to teach my children
that not all Arabs are terrorists. It was easier for my father. I never
personally experienced the horror of the Nazis. Sadly my children have been
exposed to Arab terror over and over again.
Just
yesterday my husband and I sat in a restaurant in Ariel, a town twelve
kilometers from Shilo, treating our nine-year-old grandson and his friend to
lunch.
“How much
you spoil me!” our grandson declared happily.
As I basked
in his appreciation my husband’s cell phone rang. I heard his side of the
conversation.
“We’re
fine”… “Where?”…”At the Ariel junction by the gas station”…”Let’s hear good
news.”
“A terror
attack?” I whispered in English hoping the boys would not hear or understand.
“A stabbing.
Young man. He’s in critical condition.”
The level of
joy in our outing went down quite a few notches. We arrived home to the bitter
news that Rabbi Itamar Ben-Gal, beloved member of Har Bracha, husband, father
of four had died of his wounds.
May HaShem avenge his murder. I entered the
post terror-attack downs. I wasn’t really depressed but I was more than sad.
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I hadn’t told
my grandson about the attack. He would find out soon enough as would his brothers
and cousins. All of the older ones would have to struggle with their faith as I
do every time our lives are shattered by evil.
If I believe
that everything HaShem does is good, and I do believe, then I know there was a
reason for Itamar Ben-Gal’s death even if I cannot understand the purpose. Still
I know that he could have died peacefully instead of at the hands of the
murderer, Abed al-Karim Adel Assi.
It’s very
nice for those far away from this evil to preach understanding and forgiveness but
I do not understand or forgive. By writing this I am not advocating hatred.
Rather, I’m encouraging repentance and change of ways. At the same time I don’t
want my grandchildren to be naïve. I will try to teach them, just like I tried
to teach their parents, that most people are good. Sorrowfully, some aren’t and
the wicked ones do not come with labels on their foreheads. Therefore, they
need to be wary, especially of Arabs.
Someday I
know the situation will change. When the PA stops paying money to terrorists. When
Hamas ends their praise of terror attacks. When the Arabic-speaking television
channels doesn’t incite hatred. When no more streets are named in honor of murderers
of children. When more and more of the peace-loving Arabs will be brave enough
to speak out against the violence. Then the time will come when our children
can really believe not all Arabs are terrorists.
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