Kudinsky, Nadav

Ben Hadassah and Hanoch and a “sandwich boy” between his two sisters. Born in Kiryat Gat on March 24, 1984. From his childhood he always stood out in every framework for his mischievousness, wit, beauty and smile, and Nadav attended the Neviim Elementary School and continued to the Shalon Middle School and High School in his city, Where he completed his studies in the real world, and at the age of ten he decided to extend his hair, and his long hair gave him not only beauty, but abundance, charm and majesty and majestic majesty. “At the age of nine, he began playing the piano and at the age of about eleven, he also played guitar, and in the 10th grade he was part of a guitarist band. He liked to travel to performances by Mashina, Ehud Banai, Berry Sakharof and others, even if they appeared on the other side of the country: In 2000, Nadav wrote and composed the song “Black Sky”: “Behind the cloud a little star is looking at the world. I do not understand where everyone is. Beside him, a small angel smokes white smoke, he watches over the world and does not understand where he went. Chorus: Black Sky White Fairy Stars screaming her eyes tearful, cloud there shouts He does not understand how it happens. “Nadav used to paint the teachers and his classmates, and on August 7, 2002, Nadav enlisted in the unit” The IDF’s dog breed. He underwent basic training at the Adam facility and later on a single training session, and in January 2004 he was trained as a combat soldier in the Israel Defense Forces’ explosive ordnance unit, and his friends say that during his military service, at times of crisis or boredom, Nadav always knew To make everyone laugh, to take the guitar that always accompanied him, to sing, to play and to tell jokes, and so he would raise his morale and make him forget the bad and the hard, His first dog, and when he fell in love at first sight with Lucy, the house bitch who became part of the family, while serving three dogs: Ari, Eko and Diablo, who fell with him. See brave. Relationship and operational activities with the dogs were so important to him that he refused to leave a squad commanders’ course to avoid having to part with them. Diablo was especially proud – “the smartest dog” called him, claiming that he was “smarter than many people.” Nadav cared for Diablo more than himself, planned to take him home with the release of both of them and “arrange him a proper pension for an outstanding fighter.” When he came back from the army, Nadav tried to take advantage of most of the time and do as much as possible – go out, walk, see his friends, play music, compose, go to concerts, occasionally play basketball and practice. . Nadav had many plans. He dreamed of flying to the United States, traveling, carrying out patents he invented (such as a heated toilet, a drive-in, and a device for locating small objects), running a business and developing. But his ambitions will never come true. On the night of Chanukah, December 7, 2004, Nadav fell in a battle in the northern Gaza Strip. It was during a complex operation by the Golani reconnaissance unit, which entered the Saja’iya neighborhood of Gaza City in order to uncover a tunnel. A 200-kilogram bomb planted two meters into the ground exploded, and Nadav was killed. Despite the huge cargo and the huge explosion caused by the explosion, the bodies of Nadav and his beloved dog Diablo were found lying close together, asleep. The deputy commander of the “Awtz” unit, Major Lior, who recounted the battle story: “Six in December2004 Morning. Another routine day begins with a company in Nisanit. Some of them are asleep after another operation from the previous night, and some are training to return to training for the operations at the beginning, where they will spearhead and lead the various forces, they and their dogs. Lunch – the demands for various activities at night begin to arrive. One of the demands is for a sensitive operation whose purpose is to find a tunnel flowing from the Saja’iya neighborhood to the Karni crossing. The operational force is a Golani infantry unit, and there is no doubt that such an operation would send the best, Nadav and Diablo, veteran fighters and a winning team, who have accumulated extensive operational experience and were praised for the successful operation in which the weapons were found a few weeks earlier , Have been marked as most appropriate for this task. Nadav, as usual, accepted the task with a smile and ran to arrange his equipment for the operation. In the afternoon, Nadav joined a force from the Armored Corps and together they prepared for the operation: Towards midnight the force, headed by Nadav, left the Karni crossing, near Kibbutz Nahal Oz, towards the Saja’iya neighborhood, and a number of nearby structures, At this moment, as planned, as DiBello and DiBello know how to do best, Diablo was sent to the first building, with the goal of identifying if there were explosives inside. Diablo was clean, and it was clear to everyone that the mission had not been completed, and there was a fenced and locked coop near the building, which made him feel And Diablo was sent to a preliminary inspection to neutralize the threat of explosive charges and to maintain the security of the force.Diablo entered the house, which was divided into several rooms by transparent partitions, found nothing, and the commander of the force decided to enter the house and scan it again to make sure that At one point, the force encountered a black partition, and the force stopped and waited for Nadab and Diablo to take a look at the suspicious spot, and Nadav stroked Diablo and prepared him for another delivery.was ready, the force expected, but a loud explosion terrified the silence. It was clear to everyone that a powerful charge had been used on the force and that there were casualties. In retrospect it turned out that at least two bombs dug at a depth of one and a half meters in the ground were waiting for force, which prevented detection by the dog. The charges were operated remotely on the force. The first goal was to understand who was hurt and to rescue him. Nadav and Diablo, who stood at the head of the force and absorbed most of the blast, fell. Fell like heroes side by side. As a result of the explosion two more fighters were wounded from the patrol. Later, a battle was waged with the terrorists who ambushed the force. Two other fighters were wounded and the terrorists were liquidated. From then on, everything went on as a bad dream, death becoming tangible, the understanding that the hand of the company, the heart of the company, the center … was gone. The funeral, the shiva, this unimaginable reality simply went on. We wanted her to stop and realize we were wrong, but the rigidity took over the logic he wanted to disbelieve, and we realized-we realized that laughter forever would be a little less funny without you. I realized that terrible night, how cruel reality is. And from you Nadav, what is the power of a smile, you are like this: ‘the soldier with the eternal smile’. “First sergeant Nadav was brought to eternal rest in the military cemetery in Kiryat Gat, where he left behind his parents and two sisters – Ravit and Hila – words written by Nadav’s mother following the disengagement plan:” Nadav. / No longer looking for tunnels, / Do not enter chicken pens, / Houses are no longer bombed, Also do not look for wanted persons. / We do not need the ‘Philadelphi route’ and it is not terrible if infiltrators and weapons enter. // Here No.Uprooting Jews from their homes, abandoning settlements and uprooting trees, destroying homes and passing graves of loved ones. All this to the sounds of joy and joy of looters / who burn our holy houses. / Horror scenes, my children, saved from you! // I also wanted to tell you about the Prime Minister’s speech, / a historic speech in pure Hebrew. / Marom status to the eyes of all the world said / disengagement was difficult for him and paid a price / dear man – for a moment forgot that the most personal price we paid. / We, the bereaved families who have lost what is dear to us. He continued to boast about his military past as a fighter, and in the same breath admitted that his worldview was wrong. And that thirty-eight years of occupation were a terrible mistake. // What a pity, my dear son / For us it’s a bit too late. // And for you I will ask that every year on the eve of the festival of the lights / when all of Israel’s first light of Chanukah lit / stories of heroism are told, / also mention your name, Nadav, for being sent to battle. / Trust and trust your commanders that this is the only way to defend the country. Without fear, you went on a mission with your loyal dog Diablo. / Together they fell in battle – in the northern Gaza Strip. / Your name, Nadav, is engraved as the hero of Israel who fell for the sanctification of God. Nurse Hila wrote: “Nadav … my oldest and most beloved brother … I do not succeed and want to understand that the worst thing happened, that you You are not! How can you live without you? You’re everything to me! Who will call me names and I’ll give him back? Who would I laugh with? Who would I try to impress in order to be proud of me? Who am I going to tell everything, even the smallest thing without being ashamed? Who am I to consult with and listen to his advice without any hesitation? Who will I try to emulate? Who will protect me? You, my love, there is no substitute! You are the only one I admired, loved and was proud of! You were just my king, like you were everyone’s king! Thanks to you I am who I am … I grew up with you and always tried and wanted to be like you! So how do you understand that you are not? How can one understand that this life is so unkind that suddenly, in one day, you are given the most beloved and precious thing for you … and you have to go on living ?! My vow, I miss you so much, to everything in you, and I was willing to give everything so that you might come back to me. Everything. Now my life goes on and they are not as pink and happy as they were when you were. They have changed completely! But thanks to the way you taught me to live life I continue with all my might! And you always are always with me, every step I make or do forever! Loves, misses and refuses to believe. “On the first anniversary of his downfall, Sister Ravit wrote:” It has been a year now, but on my watch time was stopped on December 7, two at night and ten minutes. / It has been a year, but day after day sharpen the nightmare and refuse to let go. / It has been a year, but this silence, like poison, slowly depletes the rest of the forces. // It has been a year, but it is impossible to describe how difficult it is to see soldiers returning home on weekends / and how it has been a year without a day and no night, just longing. / How can you understand that the child who was so full of love – stole the land. / How in one second, without warning – My family, my reality, is over. / And what a glorious future awaited this child to come / But this year, he is no longer. // It has been a year, but it is impossible to describe how much he will respect me now again to be excited by the joy or the first rain / when this terrible choking in my throat makes it clear that what remains is only a memory. / How heart ached when all the friends are released and begin the ‘real life’ / While this child had plenty of plans but was not given the opportunity to fulfill. / How difficult it is to see them planning their trip to America or the East/ And how I am filled with envy by anyone who says the word ‘brother’. // It has been a year, but it is impossible to describe how terrible it is to set the table for four. / And even though I know he is a hero soldier, / so scary that he is alone outside, on cold nights / and how I describe how mother was anxious for a child not to get wet / but this winter stone and dirt cover his heart. // It has been a year, but it is impossible to describe how every child, every girl, every song, every picture, I see his face / and it’s a pity that it is impossible to really describe Nadav in words and how dull and painful this huge universe is now without him. // It has been a year, but I will never understand / where justice was and where mercy / And how it is, God, / The child who is all alive / dead. For a year now. “