May 7th, 2008 by elie
This morning I donated blood at Hadassah hospital in Ein Kerem. The nurses who worked my veins were both Arab. I was curious to stay until the siren to see how the blood bank unit, including the nurses, would react but it was going to happen too late.
Instead I was driving along Herzog. It was [...]
April 13th, 2008 by elie
I have never experienced this anywhere in my life but here with my Israeli mobile number:
*Ring ring*
Me: “Hello?”
Israeli caller: “Hello?”
Me: “…hello?”
Israeli caller: “Hila?”
Me: “No, must be a wrong number…” (about to hang up)
Israeli caller: “Who is this?”
Me: “What’s the difference?”
Israeli caller: “Hila?”
Me: “No. Wrong number.”
Israeli caller: “Who is this?”
Me: “Not Hila.”
Israeli caller: “Who the hell [...]