mowgly babies, the yurt and the bus with bullet proof windows


I step on a the 166 bus. I step on the bus and along with me come 30 junior soldiers with their M16 and their muddy boots.
It’s Sunday morning *(the Israli equivalent of Mondays) so they are discussing their weekend at home before they get deployed back to their outpost once again.
The windows of the bus are covered in dust, but still I can see there is an extra layer of glass. I had never seen this before. The bus driver, drives like a mad man stopping only where he absolutely has to yelling at people if they request an extra stop. He has not time to spare and no patience to wait on slow people. This is no joke. The Arabs can shoot from any place here. We got to hurry up…
Where am I going again? I spoke on the phone with this 26-years-old woman the other day and she told me to come over and meet her at her house in the settlement of Teqoa’. And so I did. I paid my 8 sequel and jumped on a 12:35 bus to this far away place on the out shirts of the Negev desert. I did not think about it twice. This adventurous attitude so far has brought me everywhere I needed to go and more. In fact what I foud in Teqoa’ was more than I imagined.
Ma’ayan, Rivka and their mowgly kids were amazing, we made ceramics together, we fed horses, we hanged out in a yurt for hours eating and playing with naked kids and their wooden toys…we spoke about the gan (kindergarden) they are building for their kids. We spoke about love and married life. And then we even spoke about their neighbors, the Arabs who are not always trilled of them living so close in a territory “that is illegal, according to the international law and the Oslo Resolution.”
But, the most interesting thing was that the settlers of Teqoa`, or at least the twenty people I have met there, are all pro peace and pro peaceful sharing of the land and they even have Arabs working for them. Their hippie attitude is not the usual “peace and love” one you find in Berkley or Boulder. These people are Zyonist, but they do not believe the ownership of the land goes beyond respect for similar human beings.
There is much more to be said about this topic, much more to be explored in Teqoa’.
I still have to meet the “lady who makes wedding dressed for everyone,” I have to chat with the “Gemara` student” and go visit with the wife of the Rabbi and maybe even meet the Breslov little girl whose name is actually Bat Melech like the title of my project.
But, most importantly, I have to go back and pick-up my ceramic mug that was not dry yesterday after we made it!





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