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05-22-2003, 05:41 PM
************************************************** ************************ *TWO SISTERS
Harvey Tannenbaum
She sat at the junction at Beit Lid in 1995. This young soldier was going back to her base after a Shabbat at home with her sister and parents. The checkpoint/junction was filling up with returning soldiers on this early Sunday morning at the Beit Lid junction. It was going to be another tough week at the base for this young woman soldier. She was still in basic training and was excited that soon she would at least know how to use her gun, when necessary. The boker tovs and the hugs to other soldiers who had returned from their Shabbat leave was the usual mornings on these Sundays at the Beit Lid junction. The hitchhikers, the trampists, and the ride givers were abundant. Suddenly there was an explosion as a terrorist blew himself up alongside these soldiers.
It was only 2 years after the murderers amongst us shook hands on the same lawn where Clinton's dogs used to release themselves. Mor Gitlin was the woman soldier who was injured by the terrorist in 1995. Her little sister, Hadar, stood by her bed for days in the hospital. Hadar did not use the Tehilim books too often as she was raised in a traditional family. Hadar and her parents prayed and stayed 24/7 near their soldier who was injured in the bomber's lust for death of Jews in 1995, before it became fashionable and acceptable to the world to kill Jews. For weeks, the little sister, Hadar prayed and missed school. G-d listened and Mor Gitlin recovered from her bomb wounds. Hadar and Mor, the two sisters, knew that perhaps the little sister, Hadar's little cries and pleas to G-d allowed for her big sister, Mor, to recover.
8 years later, May 19, 03, Hadar Gitlin, the little sister, was a security guard at the Afula Mall. Mor Gitlin, the survivor from 1995, called her sister at noon to tell her that she had left the family car in the parking lot so that Hadar could drive home to Kfar Baruch, where the Gitlins would await her for the Lag B'aomer campfire that night. Hadar's shift was supposed to end at 4 PM on May 19. The relief guard called that she would be late two hours and Hadar agreed to the overtime to cover the shift as a guard.
Cyril Shrimko, 23, the other guard at this gate at the Afula Mall, was on his first day at work. He was suspicious of an Arab woman in a T shirt and jeans. He called over to Hadar to do a body check after his detector went off ringing loudly. Cyril died instantly from the Arab woman's bomb belt while Hadar was blown into injury beyond injury.
Hadar Gitlin is fighting for her life. Her two legs are in danger of amputation according to doctors on this morning's news. A young woman, named Mor Gitlin, is now sitting and praying at the bedside of her little sister, Hadar bat Sarah Gitlin. The same wing, the same floor, and the same nurses from 8 years ago stand in the corridor and watch the big sister survivor, Mor Gitlin, cry, pray, and plea for that little girl who cried, prayed, and plead for Mor's survival to G-d.
Let us all stop, pray, and cry for Hadar bat Sarah, the little sister who is fighting for G-d to let her live to embrace and hold her big sister once again.
Harvey Tannenbaum
She sat at the junction at Beit Lid in 1995. This young soldier was going back to her base after a Shabbat at home with her sister and parents. The checkpoint/junction was filling up with returning soldiers on this early Sunday morning at the Beit Lid junction. It was going to be another tough week at the base for this young woman soldier. She was still in basic training and was excited that soon she would at least know how to use her gun, when necessary. The boker tovs and the hugs to other soldiers who had returned from their Shabbat leave was the usual mornings on these Sundays at the Beit Lid junction. The hitchhikers, the trampists, and the ride givers were abundant. Suddenly there was an explosion as a terrorist blew himself up alongside these soldiers.
It was only 2 years after the murderers amongst us shook hands on the same lawn where Clinton's dogs used to release themselves. Mor Gitlin was the woman soldier who was injured by the terrorist in 1995. Her little sister, Hadar, stood by her bed for days in the hospital. Hadar did not use the Tehilim books too often as she was raised in a traditional family. Hadar and her parents prayed and stayed 24/7 near their soldier who was injured in the bomber's lust for death of Jews in 1995, before it became fashionable and acceptable to the world to kill Jews. For weeks, the little sister, Hadar prayed and missed school. G-d listened and Mor Gitlin recovered from her bomb wounds. Hadar and Mor, the two sisters, knew that perhaps the little sister, Hadar's little cries and pleas to G-d allowed for her big sister, Mor, to recover.
8 years later, May 19, 03, Hadar Gitlin, the little sister, was a security guard at the Afula Mall. Mor Gitlin, the survivor from 1995, called her sister at noon to tell her that she had left the family car in the parking lot so that Hadar could drive home to Kfar Baruch, where the Gitlins would await her for the Lag B'aomer campfire that night. Hadar's shift was supposed to end at 4 PM on May 19. The relief guard called that she would be late two hours and Hadar agreed to the overtime to cover the shift as a guard.
Cyril Shrimko, 23, the other guard at this gate at the Afula Mall, was on his first day at work. He was suspicious of an Arab woman in a T shirt and jeans. He called over to Hadar to do a body check after his detector went off ringing loudly. Cyril died instantly from the Arab woman's bomb belt while Hadar was blown into injury beyond injury.
Hadar Gitlin is fighting for her life. Her two legs are in danger of amputation according to doctors on this morning's news. A young woman, named Mor Gitlin, is now sitting and praying at the bedside of her little sister, Hadar bat Sarah Gitlin. The same wing, the same floor, and the same nurses from 8 years ago stand in the corridor and watch the big sister survivor, Mor Gitlin, cry, pray, and plea for that little girl who cried, prayed, and plead for Mor's survival to G-d.
Let us all stop, pray, and cry for Hadar bat Sarah, the little sister who is fighting for G-d to let her live to embrace and hold her big sister once again.