Interstein, Sharon

Ben Nava and Joseph, the eldest brother of Lyran. He was born on the 11th of Iyar, 5738 (18.5.1978) in Kiryat Bialik, where he grew up and was educated in the “Alumot” kindergarten, the “Kalaniot” kindergarten, the “Neurim” elementary school and the “Ort Dafna” junior high school. He graduated from ORT South High School with a focus on biology and psychology. From a young age, as a member of the Scouts youth movement and as an adult, as a member of the Mahanot Ha’olim movement, Sharon nursed the values ​​of cooperation, friendship, Zionism and love of the land. He was a student in elementary school. at school; In high school, as part of his personal involvement, he volunteered for community assistance activities on road safety; During his military service, he volunteered to serve in the combat unit “Duchifat”, and as a student he participated in the Perach mentoring project, where he trained students who need to be accompanied by an “older brother.” The “tension club,” as the guys called their athletic encounters next to the tension in the ORT Dafna field, which included, besides the increase and decrease in tension, runs throughout the Kirya and the beach, weight lifting and belly bends. Joined the IDF in late July 1996 and served as a combatant in the Duchifat unit. He went on to a squad commanders’ course and became a squad commander in March 1997. Sharon was a soldier and a devoted commander, responsible and loved by his comrades-in-arms, commanders and subordinates. We were frightened, what a young man could teach us. But today we are all sure that every soldier in the department during this period, which was short, learned the most. We learned from you that in order to be excellent fighters, you have to be good friends and respect each other. “After his discharge from the IDF, Sharon worked in hotels, saved money and went on a trip around the world with his girlfriend Mali. For a year they traveled to the Far East, Australia, New Zealand, Hawaii and the United States. Upon his return to Israel, Sharon studied industrial engineering and management for four years at Ort Braude College in Karmiel. During his senior year he did his internship at the Iscar factory in Tefen. After his discharge from the IDF, Sharon continued to maintain his fitness and engage in physical activity, out of a desire to maintain his athletic appearance and remain in shape when he was called up for reserve duty. , Even when they were in the middle of the semester and with a load of work and tests. Sharon, tall and handsome, with a ponytail flapping, is evident not only in his impressive exterior but also in his inner beauty. His kindness, his gentleness, his help to others, his unlimited ability to give and the optimism he planted throughout his life were an example for those around him, his friends and his family. Sharon, in his pleasant way and with a constant smile on his face, penetrated the hearts of young and old alike and made them rejoice, laugh and be happy. On March 20, 2005, Sgt. Sharon Interstein was killed during his reserve duty at the Telem post in the Hebron area. He was twenty-seven years old when he fell. He was laid to rest in the military section of the Kiryat Motzkin cemetery. Survived by his parents, brother, grandmother, Holocaust survivor and friend. The chief of staff, Lieutenant General Moshe Ya’alon, writes: “Sharon’s commanders say that he was an excellent soldier, disciplined and meticulous, who contributed a great deal to the unit, both in terms of social and operational aspects. Sharon was a diligent, friendly and sympathetic man, both his comrades in the company and his commanders. “D, which his commander, Lt. Col. Guy, said about Sharon’s grave: “They say that a family does not choose. But this is not the case with Sharon. Sharon chose us and we chose him. Sharon chose to be among a select group of people, a small group of whom Zionism, friendship, commitment and responsibility are a way of life for them, not just words. A group of people who, every year, and sometimes even more, leave their personal lives and volunteer for reserve duty … Sharon arrived at the battalion more than five years ago, took part in all the activities of the battalion and the company, And support for his friends. At night, when everyone was going to sleep, Sharon would prefer to sit with the guys and talk into the night. Sharon was a leader in the social sphere of the company and was always among the organizers of the events. “From the eulogy of Shai Hacham, the cousin, at Sharon’s funeral:” You were a charming person who always wanted to help everyone, always aspired to excellence and even achieved it. You loved life, but life took you away from us. You loved us all and today we’re all here to tell you that we love you. “From the eulogy of Sharon’s cousin, Moran Carmon:” How is a young man, handsome, talented from your generation, and above that all he wanted was to protect the homeland, so he walks away from us and leaves our lives. Your death is a great loss for me and for all of us, and I do not know how we can overcome the pain and grief. “On the 30th day of Sharon’s death, his mother, Nava, eulogized him:” Every man has a small piece of God / a corner of joy and tranquility. There are many things / simple and good / promises and promises for the future. / Small and large joys / To be expected calmly / Between the day that passes and the one that comes / Until the day when the lightning is coming In our little plot there is a black hole in it, and everything stops, and we stand helpless / stunned and hurt / with lots of questions / and lots of longing / with a sense of failure that does not let go / So we go from us / to other places / where there are people / relatives or people who are embracing or caressing or chattering / and we leave us / and go to them / try to squeeze in and be swallowed up in them / At night / We return to us / And you are there / But disappeared / Like the black hole / Once upon a shining star / We are drawn in, to us / Other weight / heavy, solid / shriveled / We can very well describe how our lives will be without you / without the simple, trivial things, without your smiles and also the whining / without the compliments and the good words / and the love you gave us without his back You have always known how to reach out to your heart and shoulder / out of concern that it will only be good for everyone, / you have been so concerned for all of us and less for yourself. You have given him the blessing of the road / And you have convinced us that we have nothing to worry about, / Now Yarin devotes his trip to your memory / Look through the eyes of this part of the world / And keep it from above for us. You will always be in our hearts with us and accompany him wherever we go / dear and loved son / peace in your sleep. “Mali Mizrahi, Sharon’s beloved friend, eulogized him A month to his death: “I want to say thank God. Thank you, for meeting me with a special and amazing person. Thank you, for allowing me to stay with him so intensely for nearly 7 years. Thanks to him I learned what it is to ‘give the soul and the heart, to give when you love’. Sharoni, if there isThat you have been prominent throughout your stay here with us is your optimism and your joy of life. The way you broadcast it was so good. You always had the magic to make people around you rejoice, laugh, be happy. Now, the goal of each of us is to remember how Sharon did it and continue to pass it on, to more people, so that he will be preserved within us forever! Sharoni, how much you would do for me to make me happy and always smile. I am constantly engraved in the memory of the sentences that you would say to me: ‘When you are good, it is good for me too,’ ‘If you are happy, I am happy too.’ Assures you to keep staying that way so that you too will be happy and never take off your eternal smile. Ronny, I had the privilege and the pleasure of knowing you, living beside you, breathing you. Your mother, Noche, writes to him: “The poet Zelda wrote the song ‘Every Man Has a Name’, and you, Roni, in your short but exhausting life, you built your name with your kindness, your desire to contribute and help always, your sensitivity to the distress of the other , Your great wisdom, your smile and your ability to make happiness after your love that knows no boundaries. In what qualities have you acquired your name and will remain with you and your people forever! With the blessing that I blessed you with your Bar Mitzvah, I passed on to you the message that it is important to be a human being first, and you, despite your young age, internalized my blessing and applied it daily and hourly hour: You knew how to keep calm and cool in times of embarrassment, You can also be a man! “His aunt, Iris Carmon, writes:” How can one speak about you in the language of your mother? Past, there was a bright future ahead of you, God bless you all, wonderful parents, lovely girlfriend, lovely brother and lots of love around. And you are the object of our admiration, tall, beautiful, wise, always smiling on your lips and happy in your conduct. ‘Modeling’ we called you, always well groomed, taking care of the Passon. “Sharon, time passes, another hour and another day, and every minute you go with me, smiling at me in the morning, follows me on my way,” Sharon’s friend Ron Shmueli wrote. To every place where my legs lead me – there you are with me. So much I want to tell you that we friends miss your presence – that gave us a sense of security, to your laughter – that covered us like a colorful carpet, to your great heart – always generous and always there. We miss the flower that grew up with us. “Some people find it difficult to remember when you first encountered them, but what is certain is that they brought you an interesting shade of life, the color of a reality that was missing,” says Orit Hirsh, his childhood friend and childhood friend. And they, with their unique talent, poured you a whole gallon. I had Sharon. As a good friend from the neighborhood, we went through the age of the 10-year-old, when the pimples smiled at us in the mirror, Sharon hissed that “everything is fine, not terrible.” When the entourage from the school kiosk was filled with raw hummus and an expired pickle, Sharon joked that the dish was actually the new ‘snack’ of gourmet meals in Israel. We went together, in a blue shirt, to the “camps of the olim” and they all called us freaks. We stood together at demonstrations at the junction with signs crying out for principles of peace and all kinds of dreams. When the families went to live door to door, we knew that the mess had just begun. Even before they connected the neighborhood to the central electricity grid, Sharon and I took up positions on the balcony on the fifth floor. We planned a perfect tactic and at the time we attacked the angry neighbors in the bags of evil water. In high school, in psychology classes, we thought we had reinvented Freud, and in the military service we had been sent to whomThere is a ‘bigger tool’ (weapons of course). When we came back from the ends of the world, we put each other on the picnic ceremony until the wee hours of the morning. ” Dror Klein, Sharon’s classmate, writes: “I did not tell you that the first person I wanted to meet every morning was you, you could say the sentence, give the smile, the touch that would make the morning more sweet. I did not tell you how much I loved to see you love Mali, you taught us all true love that starts every morning, I did not thank you for making a long time to be a little better, more funny, more Sharon, I learned a lot from you, I wish I could take a little bit of everything and be a better person. ” The family members write according to the letters of his name: “Once again the melody returns, the song of your life is not over / Your mercy envelops us all, / And you are so beautiful, so strong, so strong /