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Vayunta, Barak-Hai

Vayunta, Barak-Hai


The youngest son of Lydia and Saturn. Born on December 2, 1985 in Paris, the capital of France, where he stayed with his family due to his father’s mission. On the night he was born, the city’s sky lit up thunderstorms, and that was how Barak won his name. On the eve of Hanukkah, Lydia was released from the maternity hospital with a baby in her hands, and arrived at their new home in the Phi Phi La Defense neighborhood. Barak’s Brit Milah was held during Chanukah in the presence of emissaries from Israel, and Kahal served as Chief Rabbi of Paris. The godfather on whose knees the baby lay was none other than Father Shabtai himself. The Chanukah candles that shone in the flames of the family apartment during the ceremony strengthened the parents’ decision to call the newborn son Barak. In 1987, when Barak was a year and a half old, the family returned to Israel, to live in Karmiel. Barak visited the “Lotus” kindergarten, where he began to roll his tongue for the first time. At first his sentences were spiced with French words, but slowly Hebrew became his primary and authentic language. When Barak was four, his father returned. From the first moment, Barak connected to the new atmosphere and accompanied the family in every religious and spiritual activity, with a mature understanding of his age and with full faith that this is the right and only truth, and does not spend. His curiosity was great and he was thirsty to acquire more and more knowledge. Barak began his studies at the Moriah State Religious elementary school in Carmiel. He enjoyed school very much, and thanks to his comfortable and sociable temper, he quickly became fond of his friends and educators. For a while he was a member of Bnei Akiva. When he was open and loving a person, he also joined secular children in the neighborhood who did not know what Shabbat observance was, and invited them to a Friday night meal to give them the opportunity to be exposed to the beauty and uniqueness of the tradition. Barak was a child of a family, respected the mitzvah of honoring father and mother, and greatly respected the opinions of his older brothers, Idan and Neor. He treated everyone with dignity, small and large, and when he spoke to adults he looked down modestly. Barak’s friends were captivated by his charm. Barak was the mainstay, the main initiator and organizer of the trips and entertainment, and thanks to him Lag Ba’Omer bonfires were a very special experience, and there was great joy in the house when his friends came and the stereo was playing the music he loved – in rap style. The son of his cousin, Captain Yaron and Yonata, was killed in a traffic accident in the south of the country, and Barak’s bar mitzvah was canceled and the family settled for a modest event in the neighborhood, with the participation of his close friends, neighbors and relatives. His mother was on a one month trip to Europe, and they visited Paris, the city where Barak was born, and Tee He was born in England, Holland, Switzerland, Germany and England, where Barak returned with joy and full of experiences, and his education and Zionist values, based on sincere and deep love for the people, land and Torah of Israel, , Under the practical direction and spiritual guidance of Rabbi Zion Jerbi, who was also the teacher and teacher of his older brothers. He chose to express his feelings in a painting he drew on the wall in his room: a heart with a Star of David, with the words “I have no other country, even if my land is burning.” Barak was a man of kindness and a righteous man. One day, his mother says, he announced that he would be late to return home, in order to participate in the minyan, in a prayer in memory of the parent of one of his friends. Barak was the one who made sure that all his friends came to pray, in order to create a respectable minyan for prayer. Barak, in his sensitivity to the environment and the distress of others, was accustomed to regularly escorting one of his neighbors to the synagogue.A new immigrant from the former Soviet Union, a man of the age of return who could not walk on his own. But Barak’s contribution to the community is not over. Every year, at the Neilah prayer – the fifth prayer that ends Yom Kippur – he used to take a shofar home and stick it so that the children who could not enter the synagogue full of worshipers could participate in the experience. During his studies in high school and in preparation for his matriculation exams, Barak, like his older brothers and parents, began volunteering on a regular basis, almost daily, to the neighborhood “Civil Guard” in Givat Ram in Karmiel. His decision to volunteer stemmed from a deep understanding that Israel’s most basic need is to be protected, free from crime and violence, and that each and every citizen must be involved in this matter and work for the safety and security of those around him. Within a short time, Barak won the trust of his commanders in Bo, and was appointed commander of the Civil Guard base. He managed shifts, set up roadblocks, and distributed weapons to volunteers. Barak believed that everyone should take part in managing the city’s normal life. Barak tried to instill this in his friends, too, and thanks to him many of them were recruited to volunteer in the Civil Guard. Barak was a young man who received a certificate from Carmiel Mayor Adi Eldar at a ceremony for distributing certificates to the volunteers of the “Civil Guard” in 2003. Barak received a certificate of excellence for volunteer activities in the community. As part of his computer studies, Barak participated in the “MIAAL” project – a unique learning, awareness and personal empowerment technology of its kind in the world, which deals with the higher realization of the personal potential of its students and the development of creativity in dozens of fields of study. Barak was indeed intended to serve in the armored corps, but since he always saw his future as a policeman, and against the background of his experience in the Civil Guard “Insisted on his desire to serve in the Border Police But he bore fruit, and he compromised on a role that combined his two great loves – to be a fighter and to serve as a policeman – and enlisted in the Border Guard in the August 2004 round. After completing exhaustive training – Rifai 05 in Beit Horon and Michmas, Barak was assigned to the Border Police operational company in Jericho A – Nevo, his commanders identified his quiet wisdom and his good qualities, and responded to his request to leave for a paramedics’ course, which was no surprise to anyone, for Barak always saw the good of others. Barak is exceptional in his field. He had many qualities and virtues, but the love of man and evil was his highest priority. Barak was a friend and a loyal and loyal fighter for the State of Israel, and was a member of the IDF, And during the course Barak met Chen, who was at the training base of the Medical Corps, and the two developed a delicate and beautiful love relationship, and even after their military ways were separated and each of them turned to his job, they insisted on continuing the relationship. The combat medics and returned to the Jericho area, which he knew as the palm of his hand and which he had as a second home He took his place as a paramedic and served as the right hand of Sami Joseph, the company paramedic, who often entrusted the clinic with his eyes closed, believing that he was casting the blame on the responsible person, the believer, the professionAnd the most energetic he has. Barak is considered to be a fighter for everything, an ordinary one, a prodigy in his own right and an exemplary personal example of all those around him, commanders and policemen alike. During his service, Barak participated in many operational activities. Due to his familiarity with the Jericho area and the professionalism and dedication he displayed, the company commander chose him to embark on the daring campaign to capture the murderers of Minister Rechavam Ze’evi (“Gandhi”), although he was not supposed to participate in this activity. Barak enjoys every moment of service, activity and friends, both at the base and in civilian life. He was most popular and conspicuous in his wonderful social kindness and skill, and it was rare to find him spending an evening alone, with no friends around him. He lavished love on his friends, who answered him in the same way. Barak planned to continue his career in the Border Police. He filled out the necessary forms and sent requests to the command to act on the matter, but his plans were cut off while in Ivan. Barak and Yunta fell while carrying out his duties on the night of Shabbat, 8 Tishrei 5767 (September 30, 2006), only twenty-one years old. On the day of Yom Kippur 5767, three days after Barak’s fall, the children of the neighborhood gathered around his house to hear the blowing of the shofar, as they had been accustomed to for years. They did not imagine that Barak was gone. The harsh news had to be heard from a neighbor, and their response was harsh. “You were charismatic, happy, you loved life and life loved you, wise and intelligent, yet humble and modest, loving people and chasing them. The dedication and spirit of volunteerism that you have left you with a mark in every place and in everything you were involved in. You have loved the Torah of Israel, the Land of Israel and the people of Israel, respect for your parents and your love for your brothers were your guiding light. Your life and your work are a heritage that can teach many … My son I know that you are loved very much up there, after all, who would not want such a precious treasure next to him, perfect in his character and inner and outer beauties … Our beloved son, if you knew how much you missed us. , Hug you tight and never leave. ” “I had the privilege of teaching Barak … I remember him, sitting in class, quietly, with a smile on his face … The most recent memory I have of telegram is from his last visit to the school, which seems to have taken place only Yesterday I saw Barak, dressed in Border Police uniforms, again as usual, with the quiet and shyness that characterizes him, and it seems as though he does not want to disturb anyone. I went over to him and expressed my joy at seeing him. I asked him where he was serving, and he said that he was in the territories, and added to reassure him: “Teacher! Do not worry, it’s quiet there. ‘ … You have the right to bring to the world and raise a charming child with special qualities – modesty, shyness and respect for others, traits so rare in our generation. Just like a quick, short lightning, which illuminates the dark night face, was our lightning, illuminating the surroundings in his short life. … Remember, he will not be exhausted from me forever. “At the memorial ceremony marking the first anniversary of his fall, Barak eulogized his brother’s era:” … How is the dead eulogized? There was a Torah in it – eulogizing the Torah that was in it. There were storks in it – eulogies on storks. Not TorahNot storks – eulogizing the right of fathers. Not the merit of the forefathers – eulogize the difficult hour of Israel. And this is a difficult time for all of us, especially now, when we are here 24 hours before Yom Kippur, and each year from now on we must enter the holy day without the right and the duty to face you face to face and ask forgiveness for moments that we must have harmed For the twenty years you have been with us. Liraz wrote: “I want you to know that because of you I understood many things. Thanks to you I knew and approached many people. Today I am complete with myself, complete with my thoughts about you. Today I know that all my dreams about you are not imagination, it really is you who appears there. All your clues to seek the truth, all your signs that pushed me closer to people and places. … I feel like you’re a brother to me, you’re just part of me. … and when I talk about you it’s like you’re talking from within me, asking me to say things, to explain them, to show the truth in them. You accompany me anywhere in every minute and every second. … ‘It’s all about laughing,’ you said, ‘to be happy.’ And when you enlisted, what love you had for the country, love for your uniform, pride in the heart that you are there. And of course you did not give up, you wanted to give and help, to be a hero, our hero … “And another article:” Tonight the company of sorrow won the company of joy, tears of soldiers sent a whole bundle of loneliness to the soldiers of love. Today’s soldiers fired an arrow of happiness, the company of sorrow was not hurt. The soldiers of the smile absorbed a grenade of nostalgia. The company of grief today won. And every night they open a table in my little room. Sometimes the joy sends spies, but most of them are caught. This is our war, the war of terror. … dear friend of ours, protect us from above, and give us strength to continue. Give us faith, complete faith as you believed. Let the Blessing Company conquer our hearts as you have conquered your heart. Send us blessings from heaven, blessings of angels, because that’s what you are – an angel … our angel! “Barak was immortalized at the” Amit Carmiel “school where a monument was built in his memory in the form of a sundial combining the tribes of Israel with verses from the Kohelet.

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