May 23rd
We began the day by driving from our field school to
Jerusalem. It was about an hour away, which gave me time to talk to soldiers
and get to know them better. Just learning about their everyday lives was
amazing. It’s hard to put into words how important these connections were to my
Israel experience. I am older than every soldier we talked to. This concept is
really hard to grasp when you examine what they have done in their lives
compared to me. They all seem so mature and ready for the real world but they
are all still kids and want to have fun in the same ways as me and my friends.
We arrived on the outskirts of Jerusalem and got out to see
a panoramic view of the city. There is a stark difference between the Old City
and the newer sections. Every building in the older part is built with
Jerusalem stone and it has an ancient aura to it. Whatever your beliefs may be,
there is no way to deny that Jerusalem has a rich history. Almost every story
from the Torah, Bible, and Qur’an has roots within this region but especially
this city. To walk down a street in the possible footsteps of Jesus is an
eerily awesome experience. In contrast,
the modern Jerusalem has skyscrapers, busy streets, and chain restaurants
galore. Jerusalem is Israel’s capital as well as being the Holy City so there
are a variety of activities performed within the city every day. We went on a
Friday and were warned that it would be extremely busy as citizens prepared for
Shabbat.
As we walked through security to get to the Western Wall,
our tour guides made us stand in a line, close our eyes, and connect to the
person in front of us. In other words, we made a 40-person long blind conga
line into the most holy spot in Jewish culture. We had many comments from
onlookers who had some choice words for our group. They included, but were not
limited to, “Are you serious? GET OUT OF THE WAY!” and “What are they, blind?”.
After walking a short distance, we opened our eyes and saw the wall. I thought
I would feel something more when I first laid eyes upon it but to be honest, it
looked like any old wall. It wasn’t until we began singing and saying a few
prayers that I understood the meaning of this place. Then, our group circled up
and began ceremonial Bar and Bat Mitzvahs. I started lifting people on a chair
and was having a good time. That was, until, the group leaders said it was my
turn in the chair. I don’t mind heights when I am in control of the situation.
This was not one of those times. I have never feared falling out of a chair
more than that day. When it takes seven or eight people to hoist a plastic lawn
chair six feet in the air, you know they have a heavy load. I heard a few
complaints the next day of soreness and I believe I was the main culprit. At
the wall, Zach and I were wrapped in Tefillin and we prayed for a few minutes
at the Wall. It was a great experience that I will remember for the rest of my
life.
After the Kotel, we went through the Jewish Quarter and
walked around for a bit. We had a good time exploring the shops but it was very
crowded due to the impending Sabbath so it was a relief to get on the bus. We
went directly to the Jerusalem marketplace and had time to shop. If I thought
the Jewish Quarter was crowded, it was nothing compared to the market. I
grabbed lunch with a few soldiers and had a delicious chicken soup with
meat-filled dumplings. It was really special to be able to take time with the
soldiers and sit down at a meal.
After the market, we went back to our field school and
prepared for Shabbat. We had a very nice ceremony and a delicious dinner. After
dinner we spent more time together and played some fun games. We then had free
time and I spent the night talking with the soldiers and watching the stars. We
were up until about 4am so I was grateful for a late morning the next day.