Son of Dalia and Netanel. He was born on the 6th of Av 5746 (August 11, 1986) in Jerusalem, and his brother Hadas Esther, Na’ama, Aviya-Ruchama, and Yaron, a brother in the foster home, Dvir was born after his elder sister Hadas, and the difference between them was small. , And they all thought they were twins, and since he was curious and interested in everything, Dvir dismantled various objects in the house, he wanted to examine them, to understand how they worked and how they were complex, He was always among friends, on a field, with a bicycle or with a ball, and from a young age he had a dream of being a soldier, always disguising himself as a soldier every year, With a sergeant or a belt, but always a soldier In the first grade he studied at the Maimon School in Kiryat Moshe and grew up in the Giv’at Ze’ev neighborhood of Jerusalem, where he studied at the Givat Zeev State Religious School, He corresponded with the NASA agency, and was proud of any answer he received. At this stage he still aspired to be a pilot and decided that in the future he would undergo laser surgery in his eyes so that he would be fit for recruitment to the air force. In seventh grade, he continued his studies at the Or Torah Stone school in Jerusalem’s Ramot neighborhood. Until the Bar Mitzvah age, Dvir was a naughty and energetic boy, but after his Bar Mitzvah celebration he became serious and thoughtful. He was prominent in his investment in all aspects of his life: in his studies, in the Bnei Akiva youth movement and in his contribution to the community. In fact, Dvir spent a lot of time volunteering and was hardly at home. He thought little of himself, of his comfort, and took care of others. At the beginning of his career as a member of Bnei Akiva he was very active and admired his instructors. Later he taught himself and became a guide that everyone loves. Dvir was sensitive to the distress of friends and apprentices, used to prepare his students for encouragement, to accompany them in letters, and to encourage them with even the smallest successes. After his death, the parents of some of his pupils, who Dvir took their sons under his wing, told him that he was a personal project. He was devoted to activities in the movement: he persuaded boys to join and influenced their social life, corrected and arranged everything in the branch diligently and carelessly. His kindness and broad smile were his hallmark. One of the girls at the branch said: “… You made us a call at the branch when we went into the training room and explained the importance of the instruction … At the end of the conversation you gave us your cell phone number and said you’d be happy to help always! I say good morning and ask how I am and if there is anything new, you did not say it just to fulfill my duty, but to really know how I feel and if there is anything new. ” Dvir passed an MDA course (Magen David Adom) and volunteered at the station, and the ambulance drivers were very pleased when Dvir was on duty in their shifts because he was responsible and cared for everything, including the cleaning and polishing of the ambulance. Dvir was a modest, quiet man who helped and strengthened everyone, and was always loved by his extended family and always remembered to call his grandparents to ask how they were. He went out with his friends to the surrounding springs, and until the license was obtained he was hitchhiked in order to protect himself When he reached the time of enlistment, Dvir decided to study at a hesder yeshiva and chose the Ahavat Yisrael Yeshiva in Netivot. – Even during the lunch breakIn the first year of Dvir’s yeshiva, his father died of a serious illness, Dvir continued his studies for another six months and then decided to leave the yeshiva and enlist in the Golani Brigade “He loved the army, the service and the homeland,” said his childhood friend, Avichai Peretz, when his commanding officer learned of the soldier’s death. He asked his mother Dalia if she was sure of her decision to allow Dvir to serve in combat, and she answered: “I’m not sure, but … that’s what Debbie said. “After graduating from the Golani Brigade, he left for the Palmach (Bombing and Engineering Company), which he graduated with honors and was chosen as a squad commander, and after completing the course he remained to instruct two new courses of the course as a” guided ” “The commander of the army must experience the area himself, and only afterwards can he serve as an example to others as an officer,” he claimed, adding that Dvir was fighting to return to the field and his commanders They allowed him to do so, but they did not give him a command role as a first sergeant. His teammates (the Golani Brigade, August 2006) told him after his death: “Dweik, our dear and beloved brother! Dwick! Who thought we’d eulogize you ?! Surely you are a righteous person, a good person, a real one, smiling – how can you forget your smile ??? You were brave! You went out with us to a battle full of confidence and full faith to restore the honor to the people of Israel and the quiet to the residents of the south, whom you so loved. Excellent fighter and excellent commander. A person who loves to help everyone, to give himself to all who need without asking for compensation, is something that comes naturally to you … When we met your family, we understood who you learned to be like this … There is no one who has not received anything from you. So much good in your short life … We will never forget what we went through together! We used to shout to you in the corridor of the Diyaevik company and you would smile and laugh. The equal treatment you gave everyone, you did not have more or less. You loved them all, you just loved them. There really are not! The words of encouragement you said just when you needed them, the sweets you used to give us, the hard track we went through together, which helped anyone who had a hard time, as if your were not difficult. You have no idea how difficult it is for all of us without you! … You were the father of the staff, literally, to anyone who had a problem, and you would straighten it out, give him a word of strength and hug, and everything would disappear … ” A commanding officer trained Dvir and went to Gaza for Operation Cast Lead, which was the first operation he took part in. On Saturday night he called home, moments before he entered Gaza. “I have to fight and be there.” “Next Saturday night you’re home!” The mother said, and Dvir replied, ‘Mom, I do not think so.’ In the last message he sent her: “Take care of you, I will protect myself and with God’s help we will restore the honor of the people of Israel.” During the operation of his unit in the refugee camp in the Jabalya neighborhood in the northern Gaza Strip, when they reached one of the tunnels, the company commander suspected that they were ambushed, and finally decided to move. The terrorist who ambushed them waited until all the soldiers had crossed and then fired at Dvir, who was the rear of the force. In the incident, Shahaf, the paramedic of the team that tried to rescue Dvir after the attack, was wounded. Three hours later Dvir’s friends killed the terrorist, who was hiding in the tunnel. First Sergeant Dvir Emanueloff fell in battle in the Gaza Strip on the 4th of Tevet 5769 (4.1.2009), and was the first space in the operationOperation Cast Lead. He was twenty-two when he fell. He was laid to rest in the military cemetery on Mount Herzl in Jerusalem. Survived by his mother, three sisters and a brother. Hadas, Dvir’s sister, who was pregnant at the time, eulogized him: “Dear Dvirush, I just spoke on the phone yesterday, you told me goodbye and I told you not to say hello to me, you said you were going to bring honor to the Jewish people. I’m proud that I had a brother like you, Dvirush, my brother, I’m glad you came on Shabbat when I last saw you, I want a hug from you again, I want to see you laughing. Lieutenant Colonel Amit Fisher, commander of the Golani Brigade training base, told Dvir, as an outstanding fighter who was chosen to command and lead: “Dvir excelled as a leader and was a friend and evil. He combined companies, combat and command. He saw keeping the residents of the south dedicated. “Avichai Peretz told him that he was a modest guy who did not fight, but believed in fighting to protect the citizens of the south.” He was complete with himself. Probably in the army, in his commanders, in the country. Knew that he was going to a lofty goal – to protect children and toddlers. He was not afraid. “Avichai eulogized him:” Dvir, you were our Holy of Holies, our beloved and our beloved … qualities of kindness and modesty, you were an island of sanity for us. “My dear son, my Dvirush, some say that I love you and how much I miss you, and how much I miss you here – never It will not be enough: Today, after two years I understand that you have managed to part with us, but we did not understand and did not know … In your image and in your spirit, you have a peak that no flight ticket takes there. Today we commemorate two years since you fell, two years to join another community, a community of friends who gave themselves all for the sake of the other, a community that brings a lot of pride and respect to us and to the state, a heavenly community. You always loved to read and hear stories of heroism, this mountain was a station in your guidance for your children, today this mountain is the final stop, here you must know the entire community already, here are even the sons of our neighbors whom you admired so much. I saw in your room that you collected newspaper clippings about them, and in your training units you quoted them, Alon Babian, Gabi Uziel and the two Peretz brothers – Uriel and Eliraz. Today you gather press clippings about you and quote you in Bnei Akiva training seminars. The letters you wrote to the training team are read in staff meetings as exemplary instruction. At home, when all the bereaved brothers meet and the black humor starts, we smile and say that you must have set up a branch up there – Givat Ze’ev Illit. Do you remember the partition at the branch that you helped my father and Baruch to assemble? And then in honor of Shabbat organization renewed painting initiative? So today, on the second anniversary, we will inaugurate a new partition with new curtains with your names embroidered on them … I will leave you now as you always say in letters: I love you very much, to infinity and beyond. “Ma’ayan Dvir is a small emanation from a cave that flows into the pool, Near the neighborhood of Givat Ze’ev – a pool with benches and seating areas, and Dvir’s friends and members of the Bnei Akiva youth movement renamed the name Dvir and developed the place for four years. Kalanit, his aunt, wrote: “It is not fitting to remember you, dear Dvirush, around the spring of my life. The middle of the green nature and fauna, with all those who surround you in your life. You’re very, very missing. “Half a year after Dvir’s death, at the time he was supposed toReleased from his service, his family marked his twenty-third birthday, without him, in deep sadness. Some time later, Dalia met by chance young parents who called their baby son “Dvir” after her son, without knowing the family at all. “Dvir sends you a big hug through us,” the baby’s mother told her, at that fateful meeting. Since then, the families have been in constant touch, “our feeling was that there was something new here, there was a continuation to Dvir,” Delia said. Since its fall, the youth of Netivot have been following Dvir’s footsteps. Dalia’s mother participates and tells them about his way and heritage. Eran and Tehila Levi created a short documentary about Dvir. Kalanit Turgeman wrote “Shir Ladbir” and Avshalom Slok composed: “When you were born everyone knew that a boy of light and joy came to the world / the stories of heroism in the Bible so love / Torah and measurements in love You have always studied / always believed in goodness and honesty / Not here, and what is left of you? “You never gave up / you invested and did everything with joy / Realizing a dream when you enlisted in the army / ‘Golani Shelley’ You proudly read / You always strive for excellence / Now you are not here. This is the reality / The smile that was on his face / fills us with hope now / For us Dvir will always be a lighthouse / Spread circles of joy and light / He fought valiantly with faith in God / to restore honor to the people of Israel. // All of you have been a holy person / a brother and a true friend, rewarding kindness / encouraging all of them even when your father went / lived a life so full and full / and we will turn the pain and longing into something real meaningful in life / Together we will return the honor to the people of Israel / Abba Netanel. “Dan Suissa’s poem” Smile “, also written in memory of Dvir, ends with the words:” Lighthouse on the Land / illuminates the future / in the light of the past / yours / your smile. “The documentary and the recorded songs were uploaded to YouTube.
