First Person

"Our trip must go on," our tour guide Na'ama reminded us. "Like all Israelis, we'll continue to lead normal lives, in abnormal circumstances"

It is a name that until a few days ago held no meaning to me. He was a complete stranger, about whom I had never heard and whom I had never met...

An Israeli soldier standing in front of the Kotel praying always meant something to me, but now, overwhelmingly, I look at one of them and all I see is his mother...

Why can't they just allow us our little strip of land and leave us alone?

I rolled down the window and asked him where he needed to go. He said his base is near Jericho, but if I can take him to Jerusalem that would be great help...

In Lebanon our soldiers, some of the best young men of our generation, are being hunted and slaughtered like animals. And here I am, inspecting lemons as though nothing is going on?