We’re All One Family | Life in Israel – Published: October 21, 2013
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The organization was founded in 2000 during the height of the Intifada, when a young girl from Jerusalem decided to donate her bat mitzvah money to those affected by terror attacks in Israel. One Family Fund is now funded entirely by private contributions and sustained by field workers, counselors and hundreds of volunteers who help the families and injured victims function. Unfortunately, more Israelis have been murdered and injured by acts of terror than in all of Israel’s wars.
The day we joined the One Family Hike, they were following the Nahal Sorek trail, crossing over two mountain ridges. It was a fresh October morning and everyone was friendly, eager and energized. Autumn, with its deep blue skies and refreshing breeze, is an ideal time to hike in Israel.
When we started off, I noticed a hiker had a tag attached to his bag. On it was a color photo, a name and a story. Looking around, I saw every hiker had a tag, yet each bore a different name and face.
As we took a break in a shaded area of Ya’ar Kedusha, the guide explained that six million trees had been planted on these slopes and in the valleys in memory of the six million Jews who perished in the Holocaust. I looked up at the lush hills covered in pines and realized that these very slopes were once rocky and barren. So many trees; so many lives lost.
There are two stories to the Jewish people, and agony and despair are still a daily reality in this fledgling nation.
The guide asked one of the hikers to read the tag on his backpack. We all sat silently on this verdant green hilltop, in the shadow of this sculpture and heard of a young girl who was meeting her friend in Netanya when a pipe bomb exploded outside a fast food restaurant, killing her. She was vibrant, social and had her whole life ahead of her. She was just doing what every child loves to do–have fun with her friends. Her crime? Being a Jew and living in the land of Israel.
The words of the hiker were lost in a sob. We all sat in silence. Nothing can heal such a loss.
And then another hiker was asked to read the story of the young man on his bag. A high school student from Haifa was riding the bus home. He sat and talked happily with his girlfriend. She kissed him goodbye, and he waved to her as she stepped off the bus. A few blocks later, the bus was blown into bits by a suicide bomber, taking his life and murdering many others. He too was popular and smart and had a full, beautiful life ahead of him that was snatched away too soon.
We walked with these heavy emotions, yet were buoyed by views that stretched all the way to the glistening Mediterranean.
Thanks to One Family, Israeli victims of terror receive financial, medical, legal and psychological assistance, workshops and retreats, children’s camps, as well as warmth and compassion.
This year, the Canadians raised over $100,000. Hiking this beautiful country one step at a time, and connecting to the Israeli victims with great compassion, they proved that we are all one family.