Tag: israeli
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The first victim on 9/11.
Ok, I think this will be the last time I cry over 9/11 this year. No promises, though. A hero’s tale: Daniel Levin was murdered by the hijackers of American Airlines Flight 11 just moments before they crashed it into the World Trade Center. A decade later, his family speaks for the very first time. …
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Kindergarten report.
Ultimately, I blame myself for my nearly two-year-old turning more and more Israeli every day. Isn’t that what I always wanted, immigrant-self?
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Zumba!
For a few years I kept seeing the word ‘zumba’ in my Facebook feed… Ahhh! Zumba! Just came back from zuuumbaaa!!! I <3 Zumba 4everz!!11!!1 And I’ve had no freakin clue what everyone has been saying. Last week, I got an email advertising Zumba on Sunday nights right here in cozy little Tzur Hadassah. So…
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The Russian haircut problem.
Question: Why is it that whenever an Israeli cuts my hair I end up with a Russian haircut? Note, I don’t mean the crazy short, hot-red kind. I mean the long layer in the back, thick shorter layer in the front. Also note, it seems to be a universal phenomenon, no matter if the hair cutter is a…
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Isn't that an oxymoron?
I didn’t know there was such a thing. Even a five-year veteran learns new things every day. As strange as ‘elite arak’ seems, in all it was a decent wine shop in Talpiot at 37 Pierre Koenig.
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Once in a lifetime.
It’s not every day – nay, every month – wait, every year? – that you see something like this on an Israeli construction site: Amazing, isn’t it? סיימנו. It’s just a word, but it’s a whole lot more, too. ‘We completed it.’ What a feeling! What a way to be! On top of that, the…
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Israeli Innovation.
When I think of ‘Israeli Innovation’ here are some of the associations I make: micro chips water purification desert irrigation swallow-able pill-cameras Google, Intel, IBM R&D centers Uzis What I don’t think of is… hair conditioner. I did pretty well though for 10 shekel. Product of the year!
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Old school Israeli phonage.
Spotted in Ashkelon: Anyone remember these? A little younger than the Asimon-eating public pay phones, the Telecard-eating phones were a classic by the time I first started coming to Israel in 2000. No, I didn’t bother to see if it still worked. Remember the one-in-a-million magical Telecard that would never run out?
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Beware the crabits in your cards…
Is it passe to make fun of English spelling mistakes on Israeli marketing products? Eh, I still find it amusing and I’m sure one day my kids will make fun of me for the Hebrew mistakes I make in the little notes in their lunchboxes. Anyway, I am offering a public service announcement about what…
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Welcome home, me.
I’m back, I’m jetlagged, I’m trying to catch up with work. I get a phone call. Israeli marketing guy: Is this Mishpachat G—-? Me: Yes. Israeli marketing guy: Are you the wife? Me: Yes. Israeli marketing guy: I’m calling from Makor Rishon, a dati leumi newspaper and we’d like you to join our readership, bla…