Day Seven of the War
This morning we made plans. We were to attend our Ulpan class, purchase a present for our friend, go to a birthday party for our friend, buy gas masks, unpack, pick up some groceries, buy a first aid kit, and then do our Hebrew homework.
We quickly found that there's just not enough time in the day to do everything. We have already gone to our Hebrew class (which I still really, really enjoy), made a basket of goodies for our friend's birthday, went out to lunch with friends, and have completed our Hebrew homework. But now it is already 6 o'clock and we haven't made any purchases toward our disaster supplies kit and we have to go out the door again.
We were invited to help pack boxes of food for poor families but then we were also invited to dinner with a friend and her family. I so wish we had time to do both! However, since they are at the same time, we will be going over to our friend's house because it's her birthday.
Matt and I have at least been working on a list of supplies to put in our disaster supplies kit, which we will try to put together tomorrow. We also talked about where the "safe rooms" are in our apartment and at the CY.
We've been told that the Beit Midrash (where most of our classes are located) constitutes a bomb shelter. The Beit Midrash is a room on the basement level of one of the CY's buildings. The schools didn't want people to think they were studying in a basement, so one side of the building was opened up and a very pretty garden was planted there. Thus, the Beit Midrash is officially on the "garden level."
In our apartment, we decided that no particular room would be suitable as a safe room and there's no basement to enter. Thus, we decided that if we absolutely had to, we would move the couches to cover the open ends of the table and hide under the table. It's not a perfect solution, but it would work in a pinch.
We quickly found that there's just not enough time in the day to do everything. We have already gone to our Hebrew class (which I still really, really enjoy), made a basket of goodies for our friend's birthday, went out to lunch with friends, and have completed our Hebrew homework. But now it is already 6 o'clock and we haven't made any purchases toward our disaster supplies kit and we have to go out the door again.
We were invited to help pack boxes of food for poor families but then we were also invited to dinner with a friend and her family. I so wish we had time to do both! However, since they are at the same time, we will be going over to our friend's house because it's her birthday.
Matt and I have at least been working on a list of supplies to put in our disaster supplies kit, which we will try to put together tomorrow. We also talked about where the "safe rooms" are in our apartment and at the CY.
We've been told that the Beit Midrash (where most of our classes are located) constitutes a bomb shelter. The Beit Midrash is a room on the basement level of one of the CY's buildings. The schools didn't want people to think they were studying in a basement, so one side of the building was opened up and a very pretty garden was planted there. Thus, the Beit Midrash is officially on the "garden level."
In our apartment, we decided that no particular room would be suitable as a safe room and there's no basement to enter. Thus, we decided that if we absolutely had to, we would move the couches to cover the open ends of the table and hide under the table. It's not a perfect solution, but it would work in a pinch.
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