- Posted August 24, 2014 by
Eshkol Region, Israel
This iReport is part of an assignment:
Morning Under Fire
6:15 Sunday morning
Good morning world, welcome to a new week,a week which is due to end in the joyous union of my stepson and his beloved. A week with a lot of things planned, both for preparing for the wedding as well as preparing for school which is due to open on Sept. 1.
As usual these days, the first thing I do when I wake up in my reinforced saferoom, where I sleep these days in order to afford my a relative good, and more importantly - safe night's sleep, in Kibbutz Nirim, 2 kms. from the border with the Gaza Strip, is to check the phone for alerts, and turn on tv. It's early enough to take first cup of Java in bed where I can drink it leisurely.
I go to the bathroom, prepare a cup of coffee. Get back into bed to sit and open laptop when Code Red screams out. Grateful I had made the choice to enjoy the coffee here, no need to run (just to close the door).
"Tzeva Adom ,Tzeva Adom, Tzeva Adom" (Sound of explosion, feel the ground shudder upon impact)....that sounded close..... Did it hit someone's house? My car? .....After I wait a few minutes, I leave the saferoom and go to a window. I see no one running, no signs that anything sinister happened to anyone's person or property.
Within a few minutes, all of us who live here receive a "comforting" text message, telling us it fell outside the community: "no one hurt. No damages to anything" (except for that next little chip in our protective emotional armor of our psyches).
It's time to get up, get the day started, take the dogs for a walk. Hopefully it will be no more eventful than the clip from yesterday morning's walk, uploaded here.
Not an auspicious opening to the new week.
(And as I am in the middle of uploading this report, another rocket, another explosion, this one inside the community, with no injuries but light collatoral damage... and another chip ....)