Zalesin, Maxim

Ben Irina and Mark. He was born in the city of Brinsk in the Soviet Union, to Lakia and Natasha in the Soviet Union in 1992. He began his studies in school in his hometown in 1992. On October 12, 1994, the family immigrated to Kibbutz Hanita, To learn in fourth grade at the “Coastal Galilee” elementary school. “Michal is a flower, pleasant, quiet and modest, always a half smile on your face, always doing everything in the best possible way. Maxim graduated from high school in 2003 in the “Sulam Tzur” high school in Kibbutz Gesher HaZiv. During his high school studies in the technological track, Maxim received an award for excellence from the RAFAEL Institute, and Rina, Maxim’s educator in the seventh to ninth grades, writes: “A pleasant child, smiling and a model student. How broad the heart would be to get to the Zionist meetings for your name, ‘as its name is – charming.’ A banal sentence that has been repeated throughout the three years I have educated you. In 10th grade, I submitted you and your class to a matriculation exam in history and you made every effort to succeed and deviate from the manner of socialization that so characterized you in the humanities. I always listened to my instructions patiently, with a smile and a sincere desire to improve. Maxim was a talented athlete, studied at the Sif Division in the Matte Asher soccer team, participated in competitions and even won a bronze medal in a national fencing competition. He was very fond of cars, was very interested in new models, read publications on the subject and loved to drive cars, and before he enlisted in the IDF he worked at the Miloz factory at Kibbutz Hanita. On March 31, 2004, Maxim enlisted in the Israel Defense Forces and after completing his basic training he completed a guided weapons course at the IAF Technological College, where he was assigned to serve at the Air Force base in Hatzor. And a soldier with great potential. He had high personal abilities, which brought him to one level with the best – in his professionalism and being a person of one personality and a thousand. Maxim served briefly but managed to stand out in his pleasant ways, helping his friends and his commanders and colleagues. We discovered a smart soldier with extraordinary intelligence, who was recognized for his accomplishments and for demonstrating his learning and work abilities. Above all, as a friend and as a man, Maxime took care to be fair, courteous, and courteous to all those around him. He was a pleasant and orderly man, quiet but a wonderful conversationalist when needed, who was admired in his surroundings and served as an example to all who came with him. “On October 11, 2004, a special soldier, Maxim Zelzin, fell in the line of duty at the age of nineteen. Katya, Maxim’s older sister, writes to him: “My little brother, who is two taller than me, what a wonderful child you are. Who will fix our computer? He will explain complex words in English and at a speed of 100 kilometers an hour will tell you exactly what model of Otto passed by – I kept you all my life, in school and on trips, but I could not keep you in the army. All of the family.” The Gerlitz family writes: “Maxim, you came to us ten years ago, and immediately you got a click between you and Shmulik, and soon you became friends with heart and soul … As a child you visited our home every day and before you entered you would take off your shoes as was customary in your home. Doron treated you like a brother, sometimes he climbedYou did while you played with Shmulik, and you did not say anything, you gave him back love and even taught him to ride a bike, something no one else could do. There is no happy or sad event in our family that you are not intertwined with, in almost all the childhood pictures of our children you appear with them. When you came to visit on Saturdays you always made sure to pass through us and say good-bye, even last Saturday. We do not believe we will not see your calm smile in the kibbutz yard anymore. “Mazal, a member of the kibbutz, writes to the family:” Since the bitter news of Maxim’s death arrived yesterday afternoon, I can not find solace in my soul and my agitated spirit. The shock is great, the question marks are increasing, how is it? No way? After all, a boy of this kind wishes: pleasant, intelligent, a shy shy smile at the corner of his mouth, a model student, what else can you ask for? “Maxim’s interests and preoccupation led to the preference of the home and his close friends over the youth company, but we were well acquainted with him during the months preceding his military service, the months he worked in the dining room. The whole Hanita family is hurting and distressing today. ” Shaul, the teacher of technology, writes on behalf of the teachers of technology at the Sulam Tsur high school: “Maxim is precious, trying to sum up your short life to the point of great pain, completely contrary to the expectation of seeing how the predictions are realized for you. It was exhilarating to see how you bloom, happy and eager to feel the knowledge girls growing into understanding, planning and building tiny projects first and gradually becoming more and more meaningful as time passes, until we were able to see you at the end of our school Award for Excellence from the RAFAEL Institute. Usually, in previous years there were doubts and all sorts of considerations involved in making the decision on who to recommend for the award granted annually and became a beautiful tradition. Yehuda, who usually did not like to make decisions in this field and would share his choice of candidates, did not hesitate to discuss your course. He said immediately upon receipt of the circular from the Rafael Institute: “Well, at least this year we have nothing to question. Of course, I just blessed you for it, and you, of course, are happy to receive the prize, but not without asking and asking, ‘Why me, if our project is chosen, then I have a partner?’ However, the Institute insisted that the prize be awarded to a single student for excellence in all fields, not only in scholastic achievement, especially when these remarkable achievements are not easy, but rather hard work and a genuine desire to acquire knowledge and assimilate it in the best possible way. The first thing was the very interest in the technology and the favorite installations in the lab, as well as the broadcasts I picked up from Discovery Channel and Channel 8. The initial stimulation of the “cherry” in the transmitter did not satisfy your curiosity and was, of course, among the few who requested Stay in the rack To see it again fully or to receive the tape for a more thorough viewing of the home, and the other – was due to your charming personality and not necessarily from the fields of study I remember very well your astonishment, how is it possible that all the students are not cooperating and are not happy to utilize the wealth of knowledge offered to them You could not help but notice your encouragement, but you could then find the right dose between making the most out of the lesson content and not being overly pedantic or worse at taking a stand in favor of theA teacher who tries so hard to inspire interest in such an instructive field. “There was no surprise that in the high school years you chose the technological trend, but there was a lot of grace in the way you expressed your choice and how you came to tell me about it, as if you wanted to say, ‘Do you want compensation and appreciation for your efforts to like the technology?’ Your charming personality lines say that ‘the one who is comfortable with people’s opinion, the opinion of the place is convenient for us.’ And here the place calls out to him as if to say: ‘You have just lent me a token and a model for the love of people and the way of life. Will continue to exist within you, then I, too, will no longer seek to uproot you from your midst. ” Adnania Adler wrote and composed the song “And You, the One Hero” to Maxim’s memory: the wind blows completely / and we breathe / the wind envelops in the sound / the rest of the dreaming dreams. / Chorus: And you, the one hero / eyes closed / dancing with the wind, How wonderful of you. // The water flows and flows / And we are the beautiful water, sweeping / all the wonders of the world. / Chorus: But you, one hero / eyes closed / jump into the river soul / You sleep in the watch / the earth grows flowers / who do not know who they belong to. / Chorus: Only you, quiet hero / the earth takes back / and you just stand still / with such a charming smile. / Line odd / laughing, crying, exciting people, / kiss candle soul .// Chorus: So are you, beautiful hero / heat our tears / separate forever / just, just adorable. “A thousand questions and a million empty stripes / standing silently in the tear that flows / flows into a river of uncertainty / hurt your death as a ringing slap.” / Shahar of beauty, Love and wisdom / life of spring, fall without the fall / And now this stinking story / smashed my heart and the sun is dying. // They say that time heals all the wounds. Now you go. // You are the nectar that flowed from a thousand flowers / salvation that comes from the burning fire, / The eagle who saw and knew everything / But the rain went down and the flame went out. // The words are over but the heart will not remain silent / The tears They will not rest in the distant future. / The pain, the sorrow, the sorrow, weighs about a thousand loads … / The smile that does not seem to make me cry anymore. / The burning smell of rubber is mentioned / The open grave raises countless questions / The continuation is a cold winter of pain and fall / Not at all. “