Daughter of Yochi and Haim. She was born on the 31st of Av 5743 (31.7.1983) in Kiryat Yam. “When you were born after six years of waiting,” her mother said, “we knew that my father and I had a special daughter, a daughter with a bright face and smiling eyes. Two years later, her sister Orit was born. Keren studied at Orim Elementary School and Rodman High School in Kiryat Yam and successfully completed her communications program. Carmit, Keren’s teacher: “We got to know the Foundation of Wisdom, what is wisdom, brilliant, one level above all, always with Teshuvah, always with something smart to say, or a new perspective that no one thought of, or some funny cynical statement. You have not been able to lie, you have not been able to deceive, the truth has paved your way … In the lessons you would always initiate, such a big head. Keren’s thesis in the media was the preparation of a film describing the beach – wave chasing wave. Karen was a smart, responsible, very independent and opinionated girl. A mature, modest and considerate girl who used to deal alone with her problems and rejected any help. Even when she was in first grade, she wanted to stay alone at home, and even offered to keep her little sister in the care of the nurse. Keren, “Kranusha” in the mouth of her lover, grew up into a tall, thin, naturally witty girl-she never wore makeup. A beloved and successful girl, who had a significant presence everywhere. Karen was in good contact with her many friends, and in special contact with her younger sister, she had a role model, a consultant for all intents and purposes. “You’re not just a sister, you’re my twin soul and my good friend,” her sister Orit wrote. “My entire life (17 years) has been with you, every happy and special moment in my life I have passed through with you, there is no one in this whole world who knows me better than you.” Karen very love to read. She was blessed with an excellent memory, and over the years she acquired knowledge of many subjects beyond her regular studies. She also loved listening to music and watching favorite TV shows – Seinfeld, X-Files, Who’s That Line, and more. Karen was full of life and aspirations for the future. She aspired to study at the university after serving in the army, and her greatest aspiration was to create and write, to write poems and books. Karen, who from a young age was fluent in English, sent her poetry to the International Poetry Library in the United States (poetry of the international library of poetry- poetry.com) and two poems were published in books published by the library. In September 2002, five months after her death, Keren was elected to the Editor’s Choice of the International Poetry Library. In December 2001, Keren joined the IDF, and chose to enlist in the Border Guard for a position in a border town, and at the end of February 2002 she completed her training course at the Allenby Bridge in 1992. She learned to locate identity cards and forged passports and to prevent the entry of hostile elements into Israel Keren worked with the Border Guard to serve as a controller for a few months, and to continue her officers’ training course On April 10, 2002, Karen was killed in a terror attack At the Yagur junction, she left her home on the same morning and boarded an Egged bus on route 960 (the Check post-Jerusalem junction). A few minutes later, at the Yagur junction, a suicide bomber blew himself up with explosives on his bus, and eight people were killed in the attack, and Keren and her friend Noa were among them. Rabbi Shimshon Stalkul, Sergeant Shlomi BenHaim, Sergeant Nir Danieli, Sergeant Ze’ev Hanik, Sergeant Michael Weisman, Corporal Noa Shlomo and the citizen Avinoam Alfia, who was a nineteen-year-old funder at the age of nineteen. She was laid to rest in the military section of the cemetery in Afek (Tire Shalom). Survived by her parents and sister. At the Rudman High School, a memorial ceremony was held for Keren, a graduate of the school, shortly before the end of the school year. The ceremony was attended by her classmates, soldiers who came on holiday especially for that purpose. Moran, Karen’s friend, writes: “I never thought how hard, sad and painful, such a loss is, the human mind just does not digest, and the heart shatters to pieces. Rachel, a member of the family: “On the spring morning of a shining sun, suddenly a flower, a flower of light and love, was brutally picked … Keren, O our horn … A flower of light and love A human, courageous, A true friend in her life and in her death. Karen’s parents and sister write: “You, Keren, who were filled with the power of life, with hopes and expectations for the future, for studies, for writing and for creativity, all your plans were cut off and only the memories remained. Keren, all the words you loved so much in Hebrew and English will not suffice to express your longing for you. We miss you very much. You opened a deep chasm and left a void filled with deep pain. What a pity we can not continue to enjoy you. Parting is unbearable. Love you horn. We will forever save you in our hearts. “
