,אֵ-ל מָלֵא רַחֲמִים, שׁוכֵן בַּמְּרומִים, הַמְצֵא מְנוּחָה נְכונָה
,עַל כַּנְפֵי הַשְּׁכִינָה בְּמַעֲלות קְדושִׁים, טְהורִים וְגִבּורִים
כְּזֹהַר הָרָקִיעַ מַזְהִירִים, לְנִשְׁמות חַיָּלֵי צְבָא הֲגָנָה לְיִשְׂרָאֵל
Shoshan, Omri
Son of Tikva and Asher. He was born on the 24th of Tishrei 5751 (24.9.1990) in Rishon LeZion, brother to Itzik and Mor, and Omri grew up in Rishon Letzion in a home where everyone loved to stay, a home of laughter and joy, and his mother called him ” And was proud of his sweet and smiling child, a relaxed and calm child who was relaxed, comfortable and charmed by his easy nature and charm, at Negba School in Rishon Letzion – he was a student with Derech Eretz, who excelled in his achievements And he was the beloved of the teachers, where he acquired the dear childhood friends and left a mark in their hearts, Omri was a good and loyal friend, loved and loved by all his acquaintances. He was the “home psychologist,” and despite his youth, his parents consulted with him in every field and considered him, and they and his brother saw him as the heart of the house because of his special character, His joy of life, his values and his rare ability to give, despite his virtues, he behaved modestly, gently and did not like to stand out – always, including his adolescence, was characterized by silence and humility with a half smile on his face and without words. . He maintained a healthy and athletic lifestyle, was active in football, and had great love for Kapura. His performance in Kapura was perfect, and all his fans were thrilled. From childhood he loved chocolate, he could be bought in chocolate, and when he came home from the army – chocolate balls, crepes, and delicacies of high quality chocolate awaited him. Sometimes he went to the cinema with his cousins, everyone would burst out laughing together for any nonsense that any of them had. During the family vacations and on holidays, they would meet at the grandparents’ home or in the vacation spots – in kibbutzim, in bed and breakfasts, on trips. They enjoyed competing with each other (and with their parents) in the pool and performing various stunts. In 2004 the Shoshan family moved to Gan Yavneh. Omri helped organize the new house, build the pergola, plant the trees, and in his gold hands built a fish pond at the front of the house with his brother. Like all his family, he loved animals very much. At home grew dogs, reptiles and Omri supported his father’s hobby – a special June exhibition breeding. He himself had a special connection to the dogs. Together with his parents, he thought of going to veterinary studies at the end of his army service. Omri went to ninth grade and immediately joined the “Ort Rabin” school in Gan Yavneh. Here, too, he had an easy time with his studies, and he was a valued student of his abilities and successes. The teachers loved him and helped him. Soon he created a loving circle of new friends, whom he liked to meet at the beach. “He was very mature compared to his age,” said Tikva, his mother, “he knew how to manage alone and solve problems alone, he did not have problems with adolescence, we did not have it. His parents were hardly required to attend school, and at the end of the 11th grade, Omri received a certificate of excellence for his achievements in studies, and Omri graduated from high school and received a high school diploma with high achievements. His parents were very attached to him – Itzik was four years older than Omri and Mor was a year and three months younger than him. “They had a special brotherhood , Warmth and giving, “their mother said, adding that Moore was close Especially her brother Omri, “she wanted to serve with him. They would go out together, shop together, everything. “After his death, he wrote”My Omri, my twin, my dear friend, only the thought of writing in your honor and the knowledge that you are no longer here hurts so deeply in my heart that I burn.” In every step I took in my life, I was a mentor, every joke and private laughter. Here more. ” All the members of the family were certain that when the time came, Omri would enlist in combat. His uncles were warriors and at home military stories were heard; His grandfather served in “Givati” and Omri felt the need to continue his path. “He was so poisoned and motivated,” his father said. Indeed, on November 27, 2008, Omri enlisted as a fighter in the Givati brigade and immediately caught up with those who surrounded him with love for his brigade. Omri was an outstanding soldier who successfully completed a combat track, and his commanders identified him with high abilities and data and recommended him to the officer, but Omri chose a course for commanders and commanders. “A king does not live from luxury while his people are hungry, he does not sleep when his men stand guard on the wall, he earns their love in sweat, Suffering for them, getting up first and last asleep, not asking but giving … a leader, who before any external expression of his leadership, he must be the leader It is the self, the values that lead me, the thoughts and the way they are expressed in taking responsibility and doing things in the best way possible, in my own way, a good commander who stands as a cliff against his fears, A leader without power will not be able to lead his soldiers, because it is the willpower that rests on him, when he is hard, he is the pillar and he drives the the leader. Another strong trait of a leader is faith … which keeps him going even when everything is vague, the ability to see the success of his way … even when it is not visible. The goal of a leader is to lead, that is, he can not neglect this talent and someday he will find his leadership in some framework … sometimes it requires the development of the leader and mentoring … you only have to find it. “At the end of the course he was posted as a squad commander “He was a lot more than a squadron commander,” said Tikva, “he came from a place of concern,” he said, Of a father, a very notebook figure. ” Omri’s warm approach attracted students from other classes who preferred to approach him and consult with him. During a departmental exercise and shooting exercise, which was held at Givati’s recruits base on Mt. Sagi, on the Israeli-Egyptian border, during the hopping and occupation of the target, Omri took the first assault. He stood up from the line of soldiers and shouted “one jump” – an order that signaled a cease fire and continued skipping. Everyone stopped shooting, except one. Omri was killed by a bullet in the back and fell in operational activity on June 3, 2010, when he was 20 years old. He was laid to rest in the military cemetery in Gan Yavneh. Survived by his parents, brother and sister. He was promoted to First Sergeant after his death. Following the training accident, a video of procedures describing the incident was later produced and explained how similar cases can be avoided. His parents eulogized him: “… Every day with you was a wonderful and delicate feeling … It is a great privilege to be your family, smiling, charming and loved, optimistic, courteous and pleasant, everyone who knows you knows how special you are…. You stepped forward without fear, courage, and security. You have paved the way for those who follow the road … Omri loved the country, the flag and the people, but he loved life more, and lived in a proud way … His goals as a squad commander were achieved, as he promised again, his soldiers went out one by one. “After his fall, his parents discovered that Omri Nathan was secretly from soldiers who helped them and their families, and his brother Itzik wrote” A Song for Omri ” Which was composed by Mali Yekutali and recorded: “… so young, you have provided so much … / ambition road dust / and air-peaks you could not breathe. / Dear treasure, kindly girls / a successful guy, loved by all. // The photos in the album are sweet memories. / And you like a good wine boasting over the years / You gave so much, love to help everywhere. / You shed light on everyone, you wanted to keep everywhere. “Two weeks before the end of the advanced training, we experienced one of the moments as a company,” he says, referring to Omri. The most difficult that can be dealt with as soldiers and human beings … We lost an example commander, a good friend and an amazing person. Omri was a special person whom everyone loved. A person who has always had a smile on his face, always with energies to keep on giving of himself, even after the most exhausting workout. For him, the commander Omri was also a kind of big brother, someone who could be approached in any trouble, someone to rely on. With him, to learn from him and to know that he will always be there for you … A commander who conveyed values and faith in the position … Omri, we had the privilege to serve alongside you … Thank you for what you were … Thank you for what you have given yourself … ” “Omri Shushan showed us all that everything depends on the person and his spirit … Omri always shed light on the company and that’s how we will remember him … Like the light of the company … we will continue to remember, Because Omri. ” His aunt Sarah said in his memory: “Dear Omri, it has been a year and there are moments that will never be erased, your laughter, your sweet smile … You would feel like you knew everything … You would radiate purity and perfection … I would have been proud of you, as if everything was complete and perfect … I remember the beautiful moments of the family, how we loved to be together … “Uncle Menashe said with longing:” Omri … the charming little boy who returned his smile to our hearts. The serious boy, who always had a laugh in his eyes … Omri the guy, who was so stupid … You grew up and you were a tall man … Omri was almost a man, but he had a personality – like many people together. Omri Farah Shushan, in a garden of wine in the sky and Havdalah candles, but most of all, Omri – you were and remain a son and a brother and a grandson and a nephew and a cousin and a beloved and revered friend. You have fulfilled your role with dedication, and you know the burden of responsibility on your shoulders, first and foremost to protect the soldiers, and then to teach the values that you have grown up on, and in the end … learning the war and the value of ‘ Zion said: “Our last parting from you was when you completed a minyan to commemorate the thirtieth day of my late grandfather, when you were dressed in a polished, clean uniform, with a weapon attached to your chest and pride Unit of a combatantPenny went back to the regiment, as you might have … you wanted us to remember you. “The other cousins also told me how much they loved and admired him, and he always kept his commitments and did not forget anyone, when they asked for help in every field, Omri enlisted happily and willingly and gave it all. “My grandfather passed away. It was a really hard blow, but I will not forget how we were all the family together, especially at the memorial service. … Omerico, I want you to know how much I appreciated and appreciated you … You always did what they asked you, you were always happy to help at every opportunity, and you volunteered for everything. And what kind of respect you had for your parents! … “Mali added,” My dear and beloved cousin … I will not forget the tenderness and sweetness in you. You have always preferred to be independent, to succeed in the way you chose, and to love to invest … When you set a goal before you, you achieved it with determination and courage, even if the goal was far away or difficult to achieve. You gave it all of yourself, and you did not expect to get back … “Shai-Ohev-Zion testified:” Omri was the closest person to me. I always thought of him as my brother … I would open his heart to him … from the morning hours, and sometimes in the wee hours of the night. “If there is some consolation and even the smallest,” said Alona in her farewell, “it is you who lived your life in the best possible way – the success in everything you did, enjoying your life and being loved and happy. “I remember that when we were with the family on Rosh Hashanah in the kibbutz, it was supposed to be for you freedom from the army, to forget some of the routine, but what was important to you in the same It’s a holiday to go visit your friends, your classmates at the post where they served … You did not let go until you persuaded Mom and Dad to give you the car so you could go to the outpost to visit your friends because you really missed … only RE were pleased we came back and provided … “Scouts” troop called the name of Omri. And his friend, a squad leader in a guard called his class in his name. His friends opened a Facebook page, “in memory of Staff Sergeant Omri Shushan,” in which thousands of residents of Gan Yavne, his friends and people who did not know him, wrote him pictures, videos and songs written in his memory. The students of the communications department from the twelfth grade at “Ort Rabin” prepared a film about Omri. In his memory, his family donated arrangements to the synagogue in Gan Yavne, and plans to build a synagogue in his honor.