August 30, 2014
I started to get off the plane, too tired from the long journey to realize the true impact of what was happening. We claimed our baggage and said hello to our new professors. As the tour bus took us to our new home, Yad HaShmonah, our professor taught us a Hebrew song called “Hodu L’Adonai. Walking through those foreign airport halls is mostly a blur, but I do remember thinking, I’m actually in Israel.
November 30, 2014
The tour bus lurched forward, carrying us all to a place we didn’t want to go. We said our goodbyes, both to our professors and to our home for the past three months. As Yad HaShmonah disappeared beyond the bend, we started up a tearful rendition of Hodu L’Adonai. Soon we were back on the plane, headed back to America, this time fully aware of what was happening. Most of the plane ride is a blur, but I do remember thinking, I’m actually leaving Israel.
I started to get off the plane, too tired from the long journey to realize the true impact of what was happening. We claimed our baggage and said hello to our new professors. As the tour bus took us to our new home, Yad HaShmonah, our professor taught us a Hebrew song called “Hodu L’Adonai. Walking through those foreign airport halls is mostly a blur, but I do remember thinking, I’m actually in Israel.
November 30, 2014
The tour bus lurched forward, carrying us all to a place we didn’t want to go. We said our goodbyes, both to our professors and to our home for the past three months. As Yad HaShmonah disappeared beyond the bend, we started up a tearful rendition of Hodu L’Adonai. Soon we were back on the plane, headed back to America, this time fully aware of what was happening. Most of the plane ride is a blur, but I do remember thinking, I’m actually leaving Israel.