Giveret!!!!

Tonight I made some errands at AM:PM, and on the way back home, two high school youngsters asked me: "Giveret, tirtzi she'naazor lach im ha'sakyiot?" (Madam, would you like us to help you with the bags?"). I was so bored and I pretended not to understand Hebrew, so the same guy added: "Hi lo mevina ivrit. Raita et ha'tachat shela?" (She doesn't understand Hebrew. Did you see her ass?). And then, they passed me by chatting about their problems.

And here I was, alone with my three bags moving my 'ass' back home. I was shocked to be called "giveret" - am I suddenly so old so that young people could call me like this? And since when my bottom is an issue for the high school kids?

Yehuda Atlas at Helicon

This week I went to a public lecture of Yehuda Atlas on children literature, hosted by Helicon Society for the Advancement of Poetry in Israel. It was a special evening, since is the first time I went to a cultural event in Israel (which I myself haven't organized) and the first time I met an Israeli poet.

Yehuda Atlas is known for his short poems written from the child's perspective. His lecture was extremely interesting and inspiring, and offered me a new perspective on children's perception of the world, apart from the perspectives already known to me from my previous experience as Hebrew teacher. I had the great honour to share with him my first impressions concerning his lecture.

And since that night I have become an admirer of Mr. Yehuda Atlas' poems.

And the person who, not only literally, opened the door for me to the Israeli poetry is Mr. Amir Or.

I dreamed
I was dead,
But suddenly I knew
This is not true.
Because if indeed
I was dead,
How did I know
That I was dead?

(translated by Parparush)

trendy Tel Aviv

1. fancy clothes from Castro or Renuar
   
2. bike or scooter
3. Crocs or beach slippers in the summer
4. Crocs with fur in the winter
5. Shabbat evening at a fancy restaurant or a night club (inside drinking and dancing, outside smoking!) with friends
   
6. Shabbat breakfast at a fancy cafe on the boulevard (with the partner, and/or kids and/or pet)
7. typically Israeli conversation topics: amazing parking experiences, amazing household experiences (e.g. how the ketchup bursted from the bottle straight in your face), amazing situations from work (e.g. pranks played on/by the colleagues), sharing one's philosophy of life in public, amazing feelings about the ex-partner (usually ferm and loud expressed) and so on
   

post at Bar Ilan

Brother! Don't call me brother!

Explanation of the picture wanted ...

anonymous art on Yehuda HaLevi St., Tel Aviv