Gavrieli, Ifat

Ronit and Yaakov’s eldest daughter. She was born on April 15, 1983 at the Rothschild Hospital in Haifa, a sister of Ephraim and Naama, and spent her first three years in Kiryat Ata, and then moved to the Neve Sha’anan neighborhood of Haifa. “Tel Hai” in Neve Sha’anan, where she moved to the community center of Mitzpe Adi, where she moved to the junior high school of the agricultural school ” WIZO Nahalal “and went on to high school, maintaining social ties with her friends from elementary school and acquiring new friends In. Graduated with honors trends in biology and Arabic. She often play sports Aerobics, took part in the Youth Corps. Over the years, Yifat has received affectionate nicknames such as “Ip”, “Half” (because it is low), “Yifthush” and “Farby”. She has a broad heart, patience, and the ability to give herself to others. “Ifat always brought happiness to all of us, she always loved and loved life,” said her cousin Sarit. Yifat was very prominent in the community and was a beloved and admired guide in the youth movement “Bnei Hamoshavim” of the Jezreel Valley. “Ifat founded the youth values ​​system in the movement,” said one Mitzpe Adi resident. “She was an angel and she smiled all the time.” As a person who knew the children of the Yishuv and their parents well, Yifat served as a babysitter in many families and always served as an adult and child. During the summer holidays, the Egged summer camps were successfully run. The children who followed her were captivated by her parents, and their parents knew how to cherish the dedication she displayed and the security and joy she gave each and every child. For example, during a visit to the amusement park, Yifat would go up with each child separately to the most frightening facilities and allow the children to enjoy themselves and be released. When Yifat was 15 years old, she wrote a letter in her diary following the helicopter disaster: “My feeling is terrible, and what I did last night was simply to take out the Book of Psalms and start praying for those who still survived. Just a plane crash that brought them to the end of their lives, families, parents, friends, girlfriends and relatives all cry, where our country will come only God knows, they all died and I love them like brothers and as if I knew them and they are so different in their deaths And every picture and there, it is a person in his own right, who feels what love is, he hates , Jealousy, a person like everyone with a soul and feelings that are no longer, and all of them weep for the same one who is no more … 73 pure souls who fled from us and did not know them I pray that they return. The mother who cares about her son’s welfare will miss her and she is powerless, she has nothing to do then she keeps the rest of her small children adopting them to her heart and is afraid that they will be taken from her too … And how does Mother think that maybe her son lay between all the green and red, And shouted that he needed her, but she was not there, for him. She was home. He lost his strength. And now in the closet he is lying still. “When Yifat was about to enlist, her parents greeted her and wrote:” Father and I are excited and proud. Proud of you, and your virtues. You are faithful and attentive to family and friends. Gives us light and joy, and is always ready to help. She loves the kitchen, and for her own reasons she prepares. Setting up a splendid table, and inviting us to sit down. We always love you. Yifat enlisted in the IDF at the beginning of September 2001. After basic training, she was sent to a seminary course(Operation Symbols), and served in this position at the Northern Command headquarters. Yifat was a model soldier who performed her role with dedication and was loved by her friends and commanders. She is remembered as the spirit of the animal in the unit, as someone who has always made everyone laugh, initiated and organized entertainment, and worked diligently to prepare delicacies for friends. Her friends testify to her sensitivity to others and her ability to be a sympathetic ear. Yifat took advantage of her time and spent a lot of time with her family and friends, as if she knew she had a fixed time. Yifat had the wisdom of life and maturity, she had insights, listened attentively to her friends and served as a guide. On August 4, 2002, Yifat was murdered in a terrorist attack in Meron. Yifat, who completed a “regular” vacation, boarded bus 361 on the Egged bus line that made its way from Haifa to Safed. At 8:45 AM, at the Meron Junction near Safed, near the tomb of Rabbi Shimon Bar Yochai, a suicide bomber blew himself up on the bus. Dozens of people were injured, nine of them killed, including Yifat. Yifat was accompanied by Sergeant Roni Ghanem, sergeant Omri Goldin, citizens Mison Amin Hassan, Sherry Goldstein, Marlene Menachem and Mordechai Yehuda Friedman, and two foreign workers from the Philippines – Adeline Makona and Rivka Ruja. About forty people, soldiers and civilians, were wounded in the attack. Yifat, 19, was buried in the military cemetery in Haifa. Survived mother pregnant, father, brother and sister. After her fall she was promoted to sergeant. About five and a half months after her death, her brother Netanel was born. “I can not believe I’m standing here waiting for you, for the most perfect, loving and loving thing there is in this world … What else can a man ask for after having a treasure like you in your hands?” Said Tali, her best friend. We have to be together with each other to feel that everything is perfect and to be happy, and what now, what will it be, God only knows … You always knew how to answer everything, you knew how to make me the happiest person we could ever be! How was everyone always around you, loved you, helped you, you were just like an angel … Ihpe, I just want to tell you for the last time how much I loved, appreciated and admired you more. And we and the best friends will stay. ” The press extensively covered the attack and raised the profile of Yifat. In one of the interviews, Lily Barak, a resident of Mitzpe Adi, said: “Yifat was dedicated to her family and very active in the youth movement. At the torchlighting ceremony in the town, she lit the torch of recruits to the IDF and expressed the wish that there would be no more war. It was for officer. Ifat’s features are something you do not meet every day. She was diligent, smiling and kind. “Eliraz wrote, a soldier who served with her:” No. It can not be. After all, only yesterday I remember her smiling and laughing, making everyone happy and full of life. Yifat is a wonderful girl who is happy to meet and loves to talk to her. … I know that somewhere in heaven Yifat watches us. She wants us to be strong for her and we can move on. The head says – let’s try to look further, but the heart, oh my heart. The feelings of longing strike us constantly. … Some say that man is meant to please his friends and give himself everything for others. Ifat was like that. At every moment I was fortunate enough to see the glow of her face, I realized how fortunate I was to know her. In retrospect, I understand that this is more than luck, but a right. Our faces and hearts are weeping, but for Yifat we are stronger. We will all unite and perpetuate her name and her memory forever. “Ifat was a caring and caring nurse, she helped me in various fields, always advised and helped, always found time for me, and she always helped me,” says Na’ama,Both in the preparation of homework and in general counseling. Ifat had been a long-time leader in the movement, loved it and was talented at it, sometimes accompanied her to actions. She was loved by everyone! Her rolling laughter caught up with us all. Wherever I am, in everything I do, there is something that reminds me of Ifat. Thoughts pass over her and back, even if I do not show it. … I ask myself – did I benefit from the influence of my sister because I got to know her, or I lost my whole life carrying with me the grief of loss. “It is easier to live in a family where such a disaster did not occur, but on the other hand they did not have such a sister!” Wrote her Danish cousin: “… as the candle gives its light, we were exposed to Yifat’s giving and light, parent. Dedication, unlimited assistance, and its great contribution to the community. The ability to relate to each person equally. And the most obvious thing about her was the great joy, the joy of life that every human being saw, and the radiant light from it. … Yifat’s light continues to shine. “Nadav wrote:” I am writing to you now because I do not know how to express the pain I feel. You do not know how much I love you and how much I want to be with you. I remember how we used to sit in your room and laugh and you just would not stop laughing. You kept telling me: ‘Nadav, you have to laugh. There are attacks and wars in this country and what remains is just to laugh. ‘ … I do not know what I will do without you. I love you so much. God save you and I will always be with you. “On the second anniversary of her fall, her friend Tali wrote:” … everything seems normal, but no! I can tell you that for me nothing is the same as when you were! Joy is not the same joy, the fun of things is no longer the same fun, every little joy that I have mixed with heavy sadness. Your rolling laugh is so lacking in me, the joy of life that was always in you, no matter when, you managed to get it into me too. Our endless soul talks. Your peace of mind, and your perpetual law, ‘Do not worry, everything will be all right.’ Everything was gone and I was left with a million questions that I did not have answers for, only you, but only Youp, you could answer them. … You always had the right solution for everything … … I’m sure everyone will agree with me that you can not remember you without smiling a smile … and in my eyes this is your big one! “Yifat’s friends visit the family to this day and they In a good relationship with Effi, Naama and Nathaniel, Yifat was immortalized in Gilad, which was established at the Meron junction, near the site of the attack, where the names of the victims of the attack are engraved.