Son of Perla and Menasheh. He was born on 15.8.1983 in Kiryat Yam, a younger brother to Meirav, Shoshi, Motke and Ehud. “The most beautiful baby in the world,” the family says. “White skin and blue-green eyes, thin brown hair and a smile “He was a serious, responsible and very mature child, and from an early age he was interested in many areas, and he could ask practical questions about any subject that interested him. , Maariv grew up and was educated in Kiryat Yam and until the third grade he studied at the Urim elementary school and later, He went on to the junior high school at Rodman Amal 1. Maor was a serious and independent student, making sure that everything in his room – television, video, but also text books and an engineering log – After two years in the junior high school, Maor was accepted to the military military academy in Haifa, where he flourished during his studies at the boarding school, loved everything there and never complained, and this year at the boarding school changed Maor’s life , Made him a ‘poisoner’ for the army and for those who dream of being a combat officer in Lebanon. At the end of ninth grade in the boarding school, Maor was asked to stay for a summer course and improve his grades, but he preferred to return to Kiryat Yam and return to the Rodman Amal 1 high school. Two years later, he successfully graduated from the biological track. Maor grew into a lively boy, his face always glowing with joy and joy. He always knew how to shine the day, to show the good and the pleasant in every situation, even the most difficult. At school he stood out and his teacher said that he always sat in the front with a charming smile and smart eyes, and the friends told him how he always was the living spirit, the one that always flows in every situation. At home, Maor always helped with the housework. When he was in high school, his older brothers left the house, and Maor was the address for every repair and treatment – whether to paint, to care for the garden or the car, or any other arrangement. Maor did everything willingly and in the best possible way. Maor was always in a good mood, he loved people and he was bad and a social man was loved at every meeting. Maor had a great love for the sea. Already in fourth grade, he joined his brother Ehud for sailing at the Hayamah club in Haifa, and since then he has been active in the club as a trainee, and later as a guide. He never gave up activity for any reason, and even when he was at the boarding school, he would come to the club on Saturdays. In addition, he took a two-star diving course and a lot of diving with friends in the Nahariya area. During his time at the Gymnasium, Maor had the opportunity to instruct autistic and brain-damaged children, an experience that fascinated him greatly. He enjoyed the joy he had brought to these children. In the 12th grade, and after graduating from high school until his enlistment, Maor worked at McDonald’s and soon became prominent in his work, winning the title of Outstanding Employee of the Month: “You can be proud of your son,” Maor’s mother heard from his managers. To the Israel Defense Forces, after two years prior to that, he was careful to train in a gym and prepare for military service. Due to medical problems he was given a low profile, and Maor was assigned to the Military Police Corps. He volunteered for the Sahlav unit of the Military Police, which was involved in operational activity in Judea and Samaria and began serving in Hebron. He did not talk about the danger at all, but said that most of the activity was with the Jewish settlers. On December 12, 2002, he was shot and killed by terrorists from one of the houses in the city.Cpl. Keren Yaacobi was nineteen years old when he fell, and was promoted to the rank of sergeant, who was buried in the military section of the Tzur Shalom cemetery near Kiryat Bialik, leaving behind his parents, two sisters and two brothers. Internet: www.maor.zahav.net.il Family members wrote: “Maor will always be locked in our hearts, engraved forever. The charming smile and the large green eyes that smile, sad, think, understand or get excited and express everything without words. The eyes that were lit up with a kind of flash of enthusiasm, the madness of the moment, when someone said something funny or when he had a sarcastic idea in his head … “Excellence above all” was the slogan on the flag of the Shahak company that Maor belonged to during the year he went to the military boarding school. This slogan, in retrospect, characterized Maor in everything he did and turned to him … Our Maori dreamed of becoming a warrior, and he will remain a fighter forever and will always be on guard and guard us. “
