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"תשעים משפחות יזכו בטוח ברכב".

"90 families will win a car for sure". In a lottery. Of course, the correct phrasing should be "for sure, 90 families will win a car". Which is a non-void statement in the Pais(מפעל הפיס), because they draw the lottery among ticket numbers in general, and in a regular lottery it might be that nobody wins, and the prize rolls to the next week. However, since there is not even one family which will win a car for sure, how can there be 90?

"You, the driver with his mind set on committing a felony: tens of policemen under cover are on the roads. Most chances are that in the car next to you there is a policeman under cover." Do they mean to imply that there are less than 100 cars on the Israeli roads? Today I heard another commercial by the police, in which they said "It is indeed possible" there is a policeman in the next car. I wonder if somebody told them, or it is just another ad in the set.

My mother once contacted the radio to inform them that the name of their program, Netiva Medaberet Vemakshiva (נתיבה מדברת ומקשיבה) should actually have been pronounced Netiva Medaberet Oomakshiva. Netiva commented on this on the air, saying she knows this was not proper Hebrew, but she would still cling to the name of the program. What would the police have done, were they contacted to say they have a mistake in Math?

She pointed and claimed it was a bird.

Indeed, the stain resembles a bird's head.

To make sure she was understood, she ran to her playroom where she had previously asked me to draw her a bird, brought the drawing and stuck it on the stain, repeating her claim that it was a bird.

Recently I charted my family's genealogy on my mother's side using Yad Vashem's search in the names database and JewishGen's Poland Databases. since then I found that I, too, have adopted the term "went" for dying in the Holocaust. "הם הלכו באושביץ". "הם הלכו בשואה". My grandparents used to use this term. It is not gone as "gone to heaven". It is not gone as in "gone and will come back". It is gone as in wasted. Like something lost, taken away from me.

During my research I found that two people I have not heard of before have filled testimonial pages about my family. This means that there were at least two (distant) survivors. This made me feel like I have won something off the fingernails of the Nazis. Also, by finding out the names and dates I feel, in a away, that I have secured back something the Nazis have taken from me. It is a bit pathetic, however, since all I got is names of dead people. But when I go back far enough (it is almost exactly possible, since the Polish DB contains data of the 19th century almost only, and the Yad Vashem data is mostly 20th century) I reach names of people, some of whom died of possibly natural causes, or at least at a reasonable age of over 70. By tracing my roots that far I feel the link goes back past the Holocaust to semi-normal days, winning something off the Nazis again.

So, light beverages and preserves are also problematic. It will be a long while before there was any regulation about that.

The driver felt really uncomfortable, but told her that the passengers who will soon come aboard will ask her to move to the back of the bus. "This is a segregated bus", he said. She explained about her motion sickness, and stayed where she was. Indeed, each and every passenger asked her to move to the back, even those who had to sit at the back of the bus themselves. Some asked rather impolitely, to say the least. She knew she would lose on the principality argument, so she stuck with the reason of the motion sickness. The most violent man said, when he could not move her, that she was breaking the fence.

When reaching Horev Center, another black woman mounted the bus, and sat next to the first black woman, at the front of the bus. To this the violent man retorted: "See? The fence was broken."

This really happened, with two small changes: The two "black" women were white, not black. And the bus was not a segregation bus, but a MEHADRIN bus. It was line 970 which starts its round in Nawe Shaanan in Haifa, a neighborhood with many religious
Jews, and ends in Bene Braque (instead of starting at Haifa's central station and ending at Tel Aviv central station).

Does the real story shock you less or more?

Several years ago, It was on the news that a Dan Mehadrin bus will travel between Bene Braque and some settlement. I felt outraged, but my colleagues failed to understand and sympathize. The Mehadrin bus was canceled due to the pressure of public opinion. And now, silently and by steps, many Egged bus lines in Israel are becoming Mehadrin. How can this happen in my own country? Israel, which was established to be a Jewish Democratic country, was not established as a Halacha country. This is more than simple religious coercion - this is personally humiliating. the back of the bus is where most people are injured in bus accidents. The back of the bus is where the blacks had to sit in the south of the USA during the segregation times.

How can this be stopped?

When at home, Yael has good days and bad ones, especially if she is not feeling well. She does different things every day. she comes up with new inventions, she learns new things. for example, only this week she has learned to nod for "yes" - up to now, she would only signal a "no", and avoid answering if the answer was yes.

At the daycare, however, when I ask how she has been, the answer is always "charming! lovely! adorable!". It does not matter whom I ask. I think this vocabulary is a part of the job requirement, like the "have a nice day" at McDonald's. It comes as a package deal with the same smile.

I have no idea what happens at the day care. I am relaxed when Yael wants to go to the arms of a nanny, but there are so many new nannies that I cannot ask her to go happily to all. Are the new nannies bad? Or are they just new? When I compare their behavior to that of the old nannies, I find it lacking.

I am glad my daughter will be at another daycare next year. I wish she was there already.

Boys reach puberty at 13.

So guys are odd.

And girls get even!

It started feeling a bit off when she started doing vulgar commercials on the radio, but hey - a person has to make a living.

However, I lost all respect for her when I first heard her voice on the phone:

"אהלן, זאת מרגול. רציתי להזמין אתכם"

I have no idea what she was pushing. I hung up on the recorded spam at that point.

There are ways to make a living and there are ways.

I started with Avent, which were beautifully designed but made of dangerous material. I went to Bfree with their multiple extra parts, and then to Hisense which had only 4 parts total, but have an easy to get dirty vent.

Then I said my baby is old enough, I do not need all this anti-colic stuff. I can get her a simple bottle, but I do not want it to be made of polycarbonate. So I got three Nuby bottles. they had bright colors, and Yael fell for them. However, I did not realize how awfully designed they were till I tried using them. I got no idea how other parents use those, because:
*Their opening is exactly the size of the Materna spoon, so powder spreads around each time I try to mix formula in them.
*They are called "non-drip", but miraculously they both drip when turned upside down and make it so hard on Yael to suck from them that whenever I try feeding from them nothing happens, she gets annoyed and I give up and pour the content into another bottle.
*Their opening is a lot smaller than the silicon Sassy brush (with which I am very please). How do people without a dishwasher clean those?
*They are ragged on the inside, so mixing the formula in them creates foam, which even in a one-year-old gives tummy ache.
*The scale is not printed on them in a visible color, but is rather impressed. I may go blind trying to read that, but hey - that's not too bad - because then I will be able to easily feel the engraving! What a disabled-friendly bottle!

My sister in law got Dr. Baby bottles by mistake. They are pretty and clear like the Avent bottles, which made me suspicious. They do not say that they do not emit BSA, but they do say that they are made of PC. I guess this is a way to hide from the public the fact that they are made of Polycarbonate, which does emit BSA.

So I am still searching for the ultimate bottle. I will probably find one when Yael no longer needs any.

Today the celebrations have begun. Yael got a huge Elmo doll which rolls on the floor laughing when tickled, as well as a Leonardo tricycle - the one with the comfortable handle, the safety frame, the liftable top and the chair which does not seem like it is going to break. Her aunt and uncle hurried her gift up, because they learned that tomorrow they will be bringing her a new gift: her first cousin!

On her birthday she will get a Duplo from us, because she seems frantic when placed on a rocking horse of any kind, size and material. there were other options, such as megablocks and another car which is made of soft pieces, but Duplo seems like the thing that grows best with the child. I did not know that before, but Lego even made Quatro - an even larger set of bricks.

She is also going to get a Binba car, regular bricks and a rubber ball.

Being a child seems like paradise from the distance of my years.

So I went to get her shoes, even though she cannot walk on her own yet - only assisted. Gali only had velcro shoes, and Yael has long ago discovered how this trick works. Shilav had all sorts of lovely things, which turned out to be cradle shoes for up to 9 months. They only had velcro for real shoes. However, the salesperson was kind enough to send me to Nimrod shoes, which had laced shoes and buckled sandals.

But Yael is too small. Or overdeveloped. Depends how you look at it. They did not have her size in shoes, and only one brown pair of sandals (albeit, with a red elefanten). I got what I could - the sandals at least stayed on, and her feet will not be cold. How dare the nannies tell me that the floor is not cold? They place kids on the floor in mid winter, but I do not see them sitting on the floor with bare feet.

However, this has never happened to me with non-safety gas. Maybe the safety gas is too safe, and sometimes just shuts down the gas while cooking?