- Posted March 12, 2014 by
Western Negev, Israel
This iReport is part of an assignment:
The written word: Your personal essays
- rachel8, CNN iReport producer
I SHOULD have gone to our little market and walked my dogs an hour ago.
I SHOULD have been getting dinner ready.
I was SUPPOSED to have my new couch delivered to my house this evening .
But the little market is closed and dinner will have to wait, and I called the deliveryman and told him to turn the truck around and go back to where he (and my couch) came from. The designate space for it is empty, and waiting....it will have to wait for a while....no new couch for me today.
So instead of doing all those regular things, I am sitting in my safe room, writing an iReport.
One of my dogs urinated in the saferoom, as a combined result of a full bladder, and fear.
It all started about an hour ago, as I was sitting at my desk working at the computer, and a thunderous explosion sent us scrambling for the saferoom. This barrage caught us so off guard, that children who were on their way home from their after-school activities are not being let home, rather they are being held somewhere safe.
And WE are among the lucky ones. There are still homes in our area where there are no safe rooms. A friend and her young children, who live on a neighboring kibbutz, is spending the evening with tens of others in one of the nursery schools of their community, since those are the only safe buildings. Another friend, even less lucky, is in her bedroom with her four young children (all under 4 years old, including 3 month old twins) not because it is actually a “saferoom”, rather it is the “safest” room in her house (farthest from the direction of threat (rocket fire). Her kids are in her bed, under the covers. "They feel safer there."
It has been quiet here for the past 16 months – ever since “Pillar of Defense” ended in November 2013. Ok… a rocket here and there… one when President Obama visited, one when Arik Sharon was being laid to rest, and other occasional disturbances to the peace. But nothing that we have not been used to for the past 10 years or so. But today, the “sleeping bear” has woken up and decided to remind us that peace is not here, yet. That those who would do us harm are still planning, and still doing.
As I write this, the red alerts are coming fast and furiously. The explosions can be heard in the distance.
We celebrated Purim in our school this afternoon….a holiday were we get dressed up and are “commanded” to rejoice, children and adults get dressed up in costumes. People wait all year for Purim. At least our kids got to celebrate this morning… no one who lives here, on the border with the Gaza Strip, can be sure of how much celebrating we’ll get to do in the near future.
The photos I have uploaded here are not gory, or shocking. They are simple snaps of life.... interrupted.