Ben in the mirror and a mule. Was born on April 16, 1972, in a small town in Ethiopia’s Samiyan District, where he arrived in Israel illegally in 1980, after undergoing a journey of hardships and agony until the dream of aliyah came true. At the age of eight, the family set out on their way from Ethiopia to Ethiopia, where they traveled on foot from Ethiopia to Sudan in no uncertain ways, and Shmuel behaved like a “panther.” Samuel grew up in a warm and loving family, Quiet and comfortable, plump and short, with a round face in his round face, his love of traveling was already at eight, when he went to graze Sheep and cows in distant places and returned home only at sunset He never complained about hard work or the difficulty of getting up early in the morning When the family arrived in Ofakim, he studied at the Abir Ya’akov School for three months, Shalev and his easy integration with his classmates, he was admitted to a regular second grade and was already outstanding in his learning ability and drawing skills, and in 1983 the family moved to Be’er Sheva and Samuel attended Chabad’s religious school. Was a diligent student, and the guys said that on one occasion the teacher in the class told him: “Shmuel, you are a model student. If I could, I would give you a kiss.” Shmuel, as always, smiled sheepishly. In grades 7-8, he studied at the Neve Herzog Yeshiva in Ashdod. At his request, he moved to Yemin Orde boarding school in the wake of his older brother Menashe, where he completed high school. Samuel was a friendly boy, admired by his friends, and always ready to help them. In all his studies, he acquired new friends, and they used to call him “Shimi”. Because of the distance from home, during high school, he became an adult and independent. He was a strong, strong, active and sociable guy, and with his energy, he invested in soccer games with the guys. His artistic talents were expressed in painting. He had always liked to paint in his spare time and especially to draw landscapes, figures, animals and symbols, related to his life and his surroundings. In the house hangs a picture of the Ethiopian village and the family’s residence, which he painted from memory, and they look so authentic. Shimi took a special interest in the history of the Land of Israel and read about it in books. Was involved in what was happening in Israel, expressed his opinion on current issues and the Arab-Israeli conflict, and argued that it is important for our neighbors to prove that we are strong and believe in our path. Samuel took care of his family and all his followers, tried to give and give everything possible and promised, as usual, that “everything will be fine.” He had a special relationship with his brother Menashe. “He was my best friend, I was father and mother for him, because during the difficult times in Ethiopia we were both far from home and from the family,” says his brother. Samuel devoted his best hours and sacrificed a great deal for his friends and especially for his family. He was optimistic and believed in peace and coexistence. He dreamed of establishing a family, learning, establishing himself and opening an independent business after his discharge from the IDF, and he did not hesitate to choose a military track at the end of his studies, In the course of July 1991, Samuel enlisted in the IDF and volunteered for the paratroopers. After the usual route he was stationed as a soldier in the auxiliary company. He had the determination to succeed in his position and be a good soldier. And indeed, his friends in the army, they say he was a quiet and disciplined soldier, loved by meAll his friends and commanders and in very difficult situations was a true friend of theirs. Samuel was about to leave for an officer’s course, and a few days before his injury he had passed the officers’ examinations. On 12 May 1993, Samuel was critically wounded in a clash with a terrorist cell in Nablus. He was stabbed by terrorists in the staircase leading to an observation post on the roof of a building in the clock square, after a long struggle, with a knife in his cheek ran Samuel to the base gate where he collapsed. He died of his wounds on the 28th of Iyar 5753 (May 19, 1993). He was twenty-one years old when he fell. Even as he struggled for his life, he encouraged his family and friends and said, as he always did, “it will be all right.” Samuel was laid to rest in the military cemetery in Be’er Sheva. Survived by his parents, three sisters – Zivia, Meital and Edna and four brothers – Menashe, Moshe, David and Aaron. His tombstone was engraved: “Fell in battle in Nablus.” “In a short time you learned that your new position is an important and central part of the company’s life, in all its activities and in the variety of its activities as a leading company in the battalion, and you have learned to recruit your many talents for performing the highest level of activity. You knew how to combine operational ability, loyalty to the system and commanders and understanding of others, with the willingness to help at any moment without limits. “His regiment, the Viper Battalion, with the assistance of the Jewish Agency and the Ramat Gan Municipality,
