Turn Death into Beauty

This morning in one of the craziest and funniest Skype groups I’m a member of, I had a message waiting for me saying,

http://www.vocativ.com/world/israel-world/can-now-fragments-hamas-rocket/
> ^^^ Here Britt.  You can monetize the chaos

They should sell well on eBay to collectors.

Well, that didn’t really talk to me, however there are ways to use rockets and turn them into shelters.

This artist is creating roses out of rockets, and he’s donating part of every sale to shelters. In some areas of Israel, people have 15 seconds to find shelter when the siren sounds.

15 seconds…

In other areas of Israel we have more time. Where we live it’s 60 seconds. We don’t have a shelter nearby, though, because we’re not as often hit by rockets as other areas of Israel.

One of my friends sent me an email with a quote from her cousin. It touched me a lot.

Another difficult day, 4 rockets in Tel-Aviv during the day when I was there and 2 in [city]. I continue to be at amazed by the resilience of the nation. It is emotionally and psychologically draining. My children have not been told what’s actually happening as I don’t want them to have the same sense of fear that the children here experience and I have witnessed with every attack . When the siren goes, we tell the girls it’s ‘ hugging time’ and we all go to the special place to ‘hug’. Today I walked home just after yet another series of rockets and was greeted by [name] telling me that I have just missed the ‘ hugging time ‘ but ” don’t worry mummy we can give you a special hug anyway “.

From death threat to hugging time…

Beautiful, isn’t it?

It reminds me of other things. Like the movie “La Vita è Bella” (Life is Beautiful) and a German short story I read in school, “Erfindung Einer Sprache”.

In the movie, a Jewish father is in a concentration camp with his little son, and he manages to keep the son from knowing what’s really going on by pretending that it’s all a game and the big prize is a tank. One of the best movies I’ve ever seen. Funny, sweet, sad… All at the same time.

And in the short story, a Jew in a concentration camp teaches a Capo a language the Capo believes is Polish (I think…) but which is in reality words the Jew comes up with based on scary words like “crematory”. He moves the letters around and creates a language.

Turning death into beauty.

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