Ben Chela and Maurice. He was born in Bat Yam on 29.6.1981. Brother to Yossi. He studied at the SY Agnon Elementary School in Bat Yam and at the age of 10 his family moved to the Ramat Aviv neighborhood, where he continued his studies in elementary school and later at the Gymnasia High School. And was one of the core members of the group, which included ten close and close friends, and in the last year of his activities served as a young coordinator in the tribe. , And his apprentices were inextricably in love with him, and before Haim was drafted into the army it was clear to him that he would go to a combat unit to contribute to the state. He said many times that she was the one who taught him to give, and when he successfully passed the pilots to the pilots’ course, he was happy, and all his friends were excited when he enlisted, and everyone escorted him to the induction center on July 12, 1999. After a year and two months in an aviation course, Haim moved to serve as parachutist, and he could choose any unit he wanted, but he chose a combat unit, and the team that was assigned to him was already formed after months of joint training. Led the team both professionally and socially, “he was like a big and responsible brother. “Haim was a dominant figure and as part of his job expressed his views on various military strategies, he often succeeded in influencing his superiors to change the nature of the action in order to achieve better results. Every time he went home he knew how to combine with great talent meetings with friends from school days and friends from a pilot course, spending time with the company, visiting the Scouts troop, meeting with the guys from the platoon, and of course dedicating time to the family. Haim was very attached to his family and made sure to meet with the grandmothers, grandparents and aunts. Haim was naturally optimistic. On his lips were always phrases such as “always look at the half glass full”, and “all in the head.” He did not know the expression “can not”. Ten days before the operation in which he was killed, Haim took part in activities in Nablus. Brigadier General Tal Russo, commander of the “Fire Brigade”, wrote about his activity in face-to-face combat during an operational activity in the city of Nablus. Short, between the reconnaissance soldiers under the command of the commando commander and the six armed terrorists who are behind concrete walls … Chaim Lechem professionally and with great skill, demonstrated determination, devotion to the mission and courage worthy of praise. ” First Sergeant Haim Bachar fell in battle on February 28, 2002 during an operation in the Balata refugee camp in Nablus. He led the force, as he did in all the actions he took part in. In one of the alleys, a bomb was detonated, and Haim, who was the first and the leader, was killed. He was twenty-one years old when he fell. He was laid to rest in the military cemetery in Kiryat Shaul. Survived by parents and brother. After his fall, Nurse Ofek was born. One of his close friends eulogized him: “I can not believe that a brother of mine was killed … flesh of our flesh, brother of the family … Life leaves us even more innocent, slightly less beautiful, whole less complete and heartbreaking. More life … “In a condolence letter to the bereaved family, the chief of staff, Lieutenant General Shaul Mofaz, wrote:” Haim was described as a professional fighter, who aspired to excellence in every mission he was assigned. His dedication to his friends was limitless, and for that reason he stood out as a great team member. His commanders testify that he was a smiling manAnd full of joy of life, which swept his friends with his enthusiasm and energy. Haim Nimrod Aloni, commander of the unit, wrote: “I knew Haim in the special operations we did together, in which I went as commander following the spear that Haim led quietly and safely. It was clear to me that the force would indeed reach its destination precisely. In the summer of 2002, towards the date of his twenty-first birthday, the family founded a nature class in the Zora Forest in Ramat Menashe, a forest in which he lived every year. The summer season with the “Scouts” tribe The inauguration of the nature class was accompanied by a march in the Zorea Forest, and every year, on his birthday, there is a tour or sports day that bears the name “Derech Chaim.” The family also established a fund named after Haim Bachar, He donated two scholarships to combat soldiers for academic studies, and Haim was a prince, a prince among his friends and family, and after his death, family and friends tattooed their bodies In the “Otzma” tribe in which Chaim was active, a memorial room was set up for the transfer of various activities, and every year a “Memorial Day” was held in memory of Haim, in honor of Chaim, a sum of money was donated to the Ginsburg House In the Neot Herzl neighborhood in Netanya, where the “Paratroopers of Friends of Israel” group planted a tree in his name in the Jerusalem Forest, in November 1999. The family of Haim established a website in his memory at www.haimbachar.co.il. The site, Chaim’s life story, photo gallery, description of the last battle, eulogies by relatives, friends and commanders, a video clip, press clippings and details commemorating the memorial. On the site there is also the voice of Haim reading a poem he wrote: “Like a rock in your throat / Like a heart boulder / Like a person who comes home / No one loves / paralyzes you, takes control of him / His heart is trembling / He does not want to break up / / This is another solitary navigation. ” On the first anniversary of his downfall, his father wrote: “… A man who loses his son is the blow, it is the loss of the future, of purpose and of purpose … In fact you are the essence of life … And you are a life that loved the country, the homeland and the people for whom you cursed Your soul as a hero on the battlefield, as a warrior and a leader … Only in our country are boys going to guard their parents …. On the fifth anniversary of his downfall, the mother wrote: “You plant a sapling, look at it growing and develop, discover that it is a rare species, healthy, strong and beautiful, drink it, nurture it and invest in its cultivation, and embrace its trunk, He is a close friend, a confidant, a source of pride and strength, and suddenly he is cut off for no reason … and we find ourselves longing for him. To you like a thousand years and every passing day longing for you is only getting stronger. ” A poem written by Aunt Adina: “Since we knew it, it was clear to me that you would grow up and be a very unique and successful person / I did not believe it would be over. I waited for you to return from the battle. // The time is like a queen of curfew / I will forever hold your image in my heart / The returning dimple / eternal smile / pure blue eyes / pure angel / guardian angel. Nadav, a member of the Scouts, wrote: “Every hour that passes is a colorful newspaper and the picture on page 5The boy smiles at him / It is not human / She protests a salty tear from her eyes / He promised to come back / Believe that he will come back, Do not understand that he went with him / The light / Fly like a bird, shivering with cold // And you know that every hour / … “Noa, a member of the tribe, wrote:” … Chaim, when you were killed you left each of us with something of you. And you shall be with us, with all of us, wherever we turn and in whatever way we are chosen, for life, your death, commanded us life. “Things that were said to him in his memory:” … What a touch you had on the life of every person who met you, everyone received a piece of the wonderful personality … We wanted to say thank you for the piece we received from you. “We promise you that everything you have given us will be passed on to our students, to our children and to the next generation.” Hadar wrote: “Looking for a special and special love / looking for a princess, dreaming her again, asleep beside you. / He found the same one after all the searches, / in alleys in the grooves of wintry winter nights. / He gave – she went, she did not mean you know / but the pain did not subside he just became forever. // For you the world / the moon and the sea / to an unpaved road so we will go hand in hand / grow old and not afraid. “We taught you the taste of life – enjoy every moment, smile even when there is no reason … Special. You knew how to pamper, calm, listen, love, made me happy! … You had so much-beauty, wisdom, magic, gentleness, exquisite sensitivity beside strength and masculinity. … I thank you for all the hours and minutes I spent with you, that I was part of you, of your life. That on your way I learned what true love is. I love you forever … “wrote Doron, Haim’s commander:” … He was a hero, he was not deterred by the ‘touch’, he did not lose himself in the difficult moments, because he believed in this activity very much. . … Chaim was ‘the cherry on the cake’. “We hope that we will succeed in following in his footsteps, that we will continue the thing on which he has given his life, that nothing will be in vain.” The soldiers of the November 1999 Paratroopers’ team wrote: “… Haim did not fall in the line of duty, More than his job. Life fell when it was an example to us all, when he did what he loved and what he believed was true. Haim died when he loved everyone and loved life. Haim fell when we trusted him and followed him on the battlefield. “Nir wrote, one of his commanders:” … In the November 1999 family, they are all brothers and each has a special role. You have a life, there were several roles: sometimes the older brother, the mentor, the assistant, sometimes the rebellious little brother. And sometimes, you were like another father, with me and in my place. How easy it was to trust you-you were a leader! “Speak spring, on the fifth anniversary of its fall, after the Second Lebanon War:” … Your life, your joy of life, your sense of mission and your belief in the justice of the path have accompanied us throughout the war. … We are a special team with you and thanks to you. You are the one who taught us the joy of life, the true friendship … Chaim, we miss a lot … “A song written and composed in memory of Chaim:” Black headline on paper / buried another coffin / Remains memory / green green eye / I’m loving you // I’m still asking God Almighty / How can you / Because every day goes by / It does not help / No one understands / You’re not coming back / And every sunset and every sunrise / remind me of you / MRemember that another day passes without you / And this is a word that I do not know // Without you / Without you / Living without you / Without you // Now you sleep on the wings of angels / Next to that god full of pity / More protected flowers. “
