My name is Noam, and I am 16 years old. My father, Natan, was killed in a rocket attack 11 years ago, during the Second Lebanon War. I was five years old at the time, and my little brother, Yahly, was only two. It was difficult to grow up without a father. We are on a never-ending search for memories and stories of our dad from anyone who has them.
One of the only memories that I do have is from the beginning of the war, when my dad was called in to reserve army duty. When he was leaving our apartment, he took some cookies with him, but I got mad because I wanted the cookies. They were my favourite. So he gave them up to make me happy, and took crackers instead. After he was killed, the army sent us back his belongings – the things that survived the rocket attack. And with his things, were the crackers, unopened.
I never had the chance to create any more memories with my dad, but I feel like I know him from stories like these.
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