The eldest daughter of Esther and Joseph Oliel. Haya was born in Jerusalem on August 25, 1955. Her mother remembers a baby “cute, quiet, smiling, but also quite stubborn when it was terribly important to her to get what she wanted. Even as a docile child, she always had a clear position, an opinion of her own. It often happened that when I punished her for something that seemed unusual to me, she persisted in her opinion but did not appeal the punishment, accepted it resignedly, even indifferently. After three years at the Alliance Elementary School, she moved to the Gaulim School, where she studied at the “Gaulim.” Haya was an independent student, a responsible and a good friend. In 1972, she enlisted in the IDF and was assigned to the IDF as a soldier, toured the streets and markets, locked roadblocks and performed security checks at the crossing point from Jordan to Israel in the Jordan Valley. Shrem – later her lover and father of her children, whom she married at the end of her military service, 1974. Lahia and Nissim had two sons – Elad, born in 1976, and Yuval, 1979. They had a loving, caring, embracing, caressing mother and rebuking when needed. Her children are independent, open, thirsty, cheerful, loving others, and have often been consulted by relatives and friends about educational issues and conflicts between parents and children. And a society, a whole world for those who until her last day saw her as his girl, the one who lived above him in the distant days. Nissim ‘s Girl. Chaya, the tune to socialize, was in this relationship the social thread bridging, happy with the happiness of a man mimicked and qualifies him when necessary, in the softened but authoritative tone that characterized it. That voice, which also knew to thunder with a rolling laugh still echoing through the walls of her house. The choice to serve in the Israel Police was not coincidental. Her grandfather, Mas’ud Sayag, as well as her father, Yosef Oliel, served in the Russian Compound, and Chaya was the next in line, a third generation of policemen. From the day she was recruited to her death, Chaya worked in the criminal information section of the National Headquarters in Jerusalem. The beginning was in an exceptional squad, which dealt with the unification of criminal cases. As she progressed in the position, she served concurrently as assistant to the head of the section, Chief Superintendent Tzafrirah Tzahi, and took her place during her absence. Chaya was a right hand far beyond the formal requirements of the job. In the course of time, additional tasks were imposed on the extra squad, which created a great deal of pressure and strain. But as a person of character, responsibility, loyalty, punctuality and integrity were intrinsic qualities of her character, so in her daily routine she lived in line with the new constraints and contributed far beyond the hours required (although her health was only allowed to work four hours a day) . She used to come to National Headquarters in the morning and only return home in the late afternoon. Even when she often felt bad, she avoided absences. Her friends at headquarters always talked about her as a special employee. Her closeness gave her confidence, her presence radiated tranquility, the breadth of her heart enchanted her surroundings. With an animal it was fun to consult, there was no end to her attention, she always had constructive comments. In 1996, she was chosen as an outstanding police employee and received the President’s Medal. In addition to her work excellence, she was among the first to join the police dance troupe, in which she danced lightly onstage for several years. Her artistic sense,Combined with her patience and precision, was also expressed in another channel she nurtured as a hobby – patchwork of cloth. With unbelievable diligence, she sewed a patch into the patch and created magnificent tapestries and stylized maps, which were also exhibited at exhibitions. Few of her works remained hanging on the walls of her house. At the same time, she devoted considerable energy to her undergraduate studies in education, which she successfully completed. Her dominance, multidisciplinary curiosity and refined aesthetic sense were also evident in her home, which was nurtured with its special flavor, with every object meaning and behind every item of forethought. But her great laugh was clouded by her sickness. Even then, in her difficult moments, she did everything possible not to burden her, not to share her burden even with those closest to her. “Do not make me assumptions,” was the harsh sentence in her mouth. She insisted on trying, Elad and Yuval not to ease her and radiated on her surroundings the intensity of simulated calm until her last moments. The morning of Tuesday, April 14, 1999, did not hint at the following. Chaya entered the National Headquarters and went up to her office. Three hours later her death was determined. Superintendent Chaya fell during her service. She was forty-four years old. She was laid to rest in the cemetery on Mount Herzl, Jerusalem. Survived husband and two sons. Chaya’s fans wrote these words in her memory: “The excellent tools she gave them are used by her sons today, as adults, each of them in his own way, filling them with all the goodness. How can one summarize in words a torn piece of life of someone who has not said her last words, how can one summarize the fabric of life from a person whose physical absence is a trembling presence that nourishes the soul of her loved ones that she left behind? On the walls of the house to which she did not return on a single spring day? … And yet she is here, all the time here, mocking the island Tea, like a large rock displaced and left field beneath the contours preserve the likeness. Forty-four, now and forever. “
