Tonight on the first night of summer vacation we had our staff end of year party.
We held it on campus this year and I've never seen a synthetic soccer field look so nice.
About half an hour after arriving... Warnings of an incoming missile. Then we saw it cutting through the sky, followed by sirens forcing us all into the school's library (which is also a miklat - safe room).
One more siren to experience together. Booms.
Then, because we don't just survive... We thrive... We went right back to the party as if nothing happened.
Resilience? Maybe. An event that we just accept as normal? No. I refuse to accept this as my normal. I refuse to let Hamas, the Houthis, Hezbollah, the Islamic Republic or really any entity take away an important night. We survived nearly two whole school years of war.
"In Jewish thought, resilience isn't an attitude but a process. It's not just endurance or oresertor stamina, the ability to stand strong and firm. Jewish philosophy teaches us that resilience is not overcoming. It's becoming. Becoming more, becoming our fullest and deepest selves as a result of adversity. We don't escape but contemplate and reshape. We don't leap over troubles as if they don't exist. We allow them to be our teachers. We experience resilience when we are enlarged rather than diminished by our challenges, when facing adversity causes us to change, grow, and become greater." - an excerpt from The Road to Resilience - From Chaos to Celebration by Sherri Mandell
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