Dvora, Or-Moshe (Ormush)

Etty and Gadi’s eldest son. He was born on March 14, 1982 in Kaplan Hospital in Rehovot. Brother to Hadar, Shiran and Chen. He was named after his uncle Moshe, his father’s brother, who was killed in the Yom Kippur War when he volunteered to rescue the wounded on the Suez pier in the Suez Canal. Throughout his life, Or-Moshe proudly and proudly bore the name of his uncle, and decided to follow in his footsteps. Or Moshe – “Ormush” by his lovers – was a curious, knowledgeable, frantic, playful, and friendly child. He hurried through it, as if he knew he had to do it all in the short time allotted. Thus, when he was about a month old, he lifted his head from the mattress and studied the world with his large, expressive eyes; At the age of four months, the first tooth appeared in his mouth; Before he was a year old, he could open the door of the stereo cabinet and press the button to turn on the system; At the age of one and eight months he was already fluent, and he soon discovered advanced motor skills. In the early years of his life, the family wandered among various communities in the south of the country following the work of the father, a member of the permanent army. Or-Moshe was born in Kiryat Malachi. Ormosh began his elementary studies in Arad, in the “Ye’elim” and “Ofarim” schools; He went on to fourth and fifth grades at the Zin School at the Sde Boker College and completed the Mevo’ot Elementary School in Beer Tuvia. During those years the family lived in Arad, at the Air Force bases: Nevatim, Ramon and Hatzor, and later in Kfar Warburg. Or-Moshe entered the six-year regional high school Be’er Tuvia High School, where he studied in grades 7-12, graduating from geography and computers. In the twenty years of his life, Urumosh “swallowed” the world and illuminated it in a tremendous light. As a child, he loved playing LEGO and robotics, dismantling and assembling, and in general, he was particularly attracted to technology. At the age of seven, when a computer was not yet an item in every home, he was already a real expert on computers – in both software and hardware. From then on he became a “freak” of computers, and his love never dissipated. Ormush had many skills: quick perception and perfect coordination that enabled him to perform several operations at the same time; In good hands, in which he repaired appliances and of course computers; In excellent musical hearing, which was expressed at the age of five when he played the piano and organized songs he had heard without knowing notes, and in later years – when he wrote about the guitar; And in the developed imagination embodied in the role-playing game “Dungeons and Dragons.” A good student was Or Moshe but he did not invest them. In the mornings he found it hard to wake up, and his mother and his teacher kept consulting him on how to get him to school in time. He would quickly get bored with the lessons, and to the chagrin of his teachers he would read Sefer Yam, instead of listening. For the most part his notebooks contained only the front page; All the rest of the material is well preserved in his memory. In fact, Or-Moshe simply liked to learn in his own way, to acquire education and knowledge on his own. More than once his desk was left in an orphaned class that chose to be somewhere else – but his teachers could not be angry with him for long. Nava Tamir, the educator, said: “No one could resist his charm, his smile, his integrity, his kindness and his sincerity.” Even with the principal, who used to “keep her distance” from her students, Ormush managed to establish close contact. The love of reading and the thirst for knowledge turned Urumus into a “walking encyclopedia.” As a boy and boy he read endlessly, about three or four books a week, was a regular visitor to the library and the first to read every new book he had come to, and even helped the library librarian. His favorite genre was science fiction, and one of the last books he read was Tolkien’s “Lord of the Rings” series. On the Internet, Urumosh found a broad platform for expanding his knowledge and enriching his inner worldTo realize the enormous benefits inherent in it. Integrity and reliability were among Ormush’s outstanding characteristics. As a computer expert of the school, he was given access to sensitive computer systems, and he never took advantage of it. The residents of the village who helped him in their online activities in their bank accounts also trusted him with their eyes closed. Modestly, Ormush refused to be paid for the help he had provided, and the consideration given him by one of the families in the village – driving in their fancy car and a hamburger – made him happy. Ormush was active and involved in the school community, and was willing to engage in social, layered and creative activities. Here, too, he did not always meet the timetables, but his radiant smile, his original explanations and his conquering charm did their job. When elections were held in the Knesset, Ormush was responsible for all communications and logistics. The situation room was in the headmistress’s office, and Urumus was excited as he sat in her chair, supervising things by telephone, proud of his right. Ormush was also a photographer for the local television station and was considered a “champion.” As the eldest son, Ormush was a source of pride for his parents and a role model for his sisters. Hadar was especially close because they were close to age and grew up together, and his sister, Shiran, was always protective and little Chen tried to educate. A positive reinforcement “would give her even a delicious schnitzel she had cooked for her, Ormush was the purpose of existence, the fulfillment of the motherhood dream, and her love for him knew no bounds. Were brought especially from the United States, and because of his height, many thought that he was older than his age: “As tall as he was, his uniqueness and the purity of his soul grew,” Ormush liked to play basketball even though he did not realize his full potential. The basketball of the Warburg village, and he liked to watch the NBA games, when Or-Moshe was very close to completing his studies. Completing the matriculation exam last month flying for the United States, and when he returned stabilized at the induction center. Due to his famous erection problem, his parents feared that staying in a different time zone would make it difficult for him to function, but as soon as he was “on uniform” Ormush became a real “moral” and was motivated to start his service. His enlistment day, July 25, 2000, was part of the extensive recruitment process for the Border Police and Combat Engineering, but Urumosh demanded to serve in the Armored Corps, to fulfill his uncle’s legacy, despite the great concern of his parents. But a week’s work as a sergeant in the absorption and classification base did not dampen his spirits, and he was not happy when he joined the 46th Armored Brigade. “Or-Moshe went on to basic training and successfully completed the course of the professions and the army “P. (company platoon platoon – training for the combatant). “I remember increasing the head of Or Moshe on certain subjects, things you would not expect from a soldier that it was I have not encountered such skill on the gunner controllers, with such agility and professionalism, with such thirst to know more and more. ” During the days of the “tidal wave” – ​​the days of terror of the al-Aqsa intifada – fought Urmus and his comrades in the “spearhead” operation in Hebron, in Beit Jala,Gaza and Jericho. In one of the ambushes Ormush was forced to stay in the tank for more than fifty hours. He did not complain, and took advantage of it to become more professional. Ormush was supposed to go to a tank commander’s course but fell asleep on guard duty and was sent to detention for seven days during which his birthday came … His commanders in detention were very fond of him, decided to mark the event by opening a bottle of wine and a proper schnitzel … Or Moshe He went on to the next cycle of the UAV course, and was appointed commander of a team and instructor in the 52nd Battalion in the battalion where Dudu served, and the impression that Dov Kiron, the deputy commander of the platoon, created: “From the very beginning I met a sincere and responsible, dedicated and fanatical person . “As a commander, Urmosh showed a great deal of professional knowledge, but his devotion to his soldiers and his warm and humane attitude made him a beloved and admired commander, and Urumush used to make house visits, and even helped soldiers whose financial situation “He had a pain,” his soldiers said, and at the end of the course he guided, Ormush returned to the company’s operational company in the role of Matak, and served for two months at the checkpoints. In his last position, he wanted to return to the Palmach in order to lead and educate the tank generation of the 52nd Battalion, and was appointed as a platoon sergeant: “We believed in you, with integrity in you and in your commands,” the battalion commander said to him, “and the soldiers loved you, A conversation man, an outstanding and caring commander. ” Or-Moshe has always been the family glue, the source of joy, laughter and laughter, and his relations with family members were characterized by cooperation and openness. He did not give up on any family visit, and on every trip home he made sure to visit the grandmothers. During his short vacations, he took advantage of everything: to spend time with his friends and his girlfriend Neta, to play and listen to music, to watch movies and basketball games, to read (the last book he read was Amos Oz’s Black Box) and to dream about the future. The life of First Sergeant Or Moshe Dvora was cut off on 29.12.2002, eight months before his release, a few days after his mother was raised from “seven” on her father and on his sister’s eighteenth birthday, Hadar. He was twenty years old when he fell when a bullet fired from his chest pierced his chest as he waited with his soldiers for a ride at the collection station at Teddy Stadium in Jerusalem. At his parents’ request, Or-Moshe was laid to rest at the military cemetery in Ramle, where his uncle was buried thirty years earlier. Hundreds of people accompanied him on his last journey, and his friends found it difficult to part with him. “He was very high in all respects,” they said in tears. “People like you fast fast. Commanders like you get addicted quickly, fools like you laugh quickly. “In his heartbreaking eulogy, Hadar, his sister, spoke of Ormosh’s great love for computers, and his father, Gadi, wanted to put his computer keyboard on his side. Commander of the 52nd Battalion, Lt. Col. Zvika Zoran: “… I remember your great smile that sang peace and tranquility throughout the battalion, and most importantly, joy … You marked for us the light, the new day that opened, and the past By proudly carrying the name of your uncle with pride and pride, we will know how to continue your path and strengthen your family. ” “I never knew how much the soldiers loved you if you were not here … I learned a lot from them about what they learned from you – about pleasure at work, about doing with joy, about caring and caring And the ability to make each one feel special, and I learned from you how much the heart can gather from the good called love and how much it lacks without it … I will also try to love without restraint, really. ” Hadar wrote: “… Urumush, you are my brother and you are my friend and nothing in the world will fill the voidA big bang that opened in my life. … find it difficult to accept the loss of the treasure that you are. We love you, and always will. You are ours forever. “Autumn wrote, his close friend:” … you were my best friend, the only one I could call a brother. And I feel like our souls have joined together and become one, you are me and I are you, we are one, and all that is left now is that I live my life for you as well … “On the first anniversary of his downfall, As a son we realized we had the most expensive deposit in the world. … A boy full of love, who loved life so much and life loved him … Thank you, God, for being the mother of Or Moshe. A son we were so proud of. Which in such a short time had so much to give and leave its mark on so many people. A captivating smile, hugging with huge hands, advice, solution, listening and listening, knowledge, joy, optimism. “Or, Moshe, I call you and you do not answer me, so at least dream of you more and more, that I will never run out.” On the fourth anniversary of his downfall, his sister Hadar wrote: “It’s amazing how time can have different meanings for every part of our body. The head understands and knows rationally that time passes from minute to minute and suddenly from year to year. … On the other hand, the heart sometimes feels so detached that sometimes it can not contain the pain and the longing. And in addition, there is the soul – that she can not even understand what the mind and heart understand, because she knows that you are with us at any given moment, keeping and directing each one of your loved ones. … What we have to do is to try to connect them all, and hence to be stronger than you and for you … “Or Moshe, the first space of the Rif village, was immortalized in Gilad, which was established in his memory in the village. Members of his family published in his memory a prayer book and psalms that were distributed among the graduates of the track in the armored corps, as well as memorials. He was also immortalized in the Be’er Tuvia High School and at the Mevo’ot Elementary School, where trees were planted in his memory.