Sunday, February 26, 2017

We might be in Israel, but there is still baseball

Well,  this week was full of "Only in Israel"  moments.

My youngest child had to do some sort of science project.  I don't know the details, (aside from that it had to be made from recyclable materials),  because thank goodness he took charge of it.  At first,  he was making a hot air balloon with a classmate,  but then the other child had too many days where he couldn't meet,  so the group went independent.  So my child made an aqueduct.  Because you can't have a more Israeli science project than that.  I mean, an aqueduct.  At least he didn't give it a biblical name.

Twin moment.  The other day my girls were walking somewhere, I think to scouts.  And one of them apparently was wearing sneakers that no longer fit and her feet hurt.  So her twin donated one shoe to her so they would each only have one shoe that hurt.  Not exactly an only in Israel moment,  and it's not quite as twinny as when they used to share a hard boiled egg,  and one ate the yolk  and one ate the albumin, but pretty darn cute when they sent me this picture.



Then last week, the adults in this family went to an appointment of sorts.  Basically in Israel they have this program for first time home buyers (first time Israeli home buyers)  and if you quality,  then you receive a certificate that allows you to enter low cost housing lotteries.  So anyway,  we found out about this program,  made an appointment and went.

Considering the number of people in this one small room, it was surprisingly organized.  We only had to wait about ten minutes for our turn.  So we sit down,  hand over our ID cards and answer a few questions and sign a few forms.  Apparently we seem to qualify for all of the projects (in Hebrew,  that's pronounced proyect).  So while we are filling out some papers,  the realtor that is helping us is snacking on cucumbers.  Because, well,  Israel.  Then  I kid you not,  the person who was assisting all of the Realtors,  but actually seemed to be the boss,  hands our person a date,  that she had pitted for her.  Because that's normal to just pit dates for people and hand them to them as a snack.  Oh Israelis.  I love you.

I went on a nature walk last week with a friend.  I made the mistake of telling my ulpan teacher about it because she loves nature.  Well,  I say mistake because then she asked if I wanted to take a nature tiyul with her.  And I can't say no to her.  So,  we went on a tiyul.  We'll,  first I went to her house and she made me cappuccino,  because Israelis want you to have a drink all of the time.  Then we walked from her house to one of the nature parks around Modiin.  In case you want to go,  here are the instructions.  First you slide down some gravel,  then you cross a busy street and then suddenly there is a little fence with a rope chain,  and a sign that tells you to close the rope chain behind you.  What is the rope for,  you may ask?  Well,  it is to keep the cows inside the fence.  You know  because cows are just grazing around.  Just a regular day it seems.  So,  free Hebrew lessons for over two hours.  And by lessons,  I  meant that we spent two hours speaking Hebrew and she spent those two hours correcting my many grammatical errors.
But hey,  cows. And flowers.  And fresh air (except near the cows)


Next up is Friday,  one of my favorite days.  Because on Fridays,  I actually get to go out with my husband and say three words to him without children around.  Love you kids,  but it's hard to get a word in.  We didn't have time for a full breakfast due to baseball,  but we hit the mall for halva,  olives,  and coffee.  Because that's what you need on a Friday in Israel.   Then we were in the mall supermarket picking up a few items.  The cashier was explaining that something similar to what was in my basket was on sale.  So I went to look for it but couldn't find it.  So she abandons her register to come with me.  This wouldn't  seem so odd,  except here,  the cashiers don't help you bag your stuff or anything.  They scan the items and then kind of sit there patiently waiting.  So I was pretty surprised,  but in a good way.  In the end,  everyone was happy because I bought two of the items they are always hawking at the checkout.  Win win!

Finally, baseball.  The three younger kids are playing in the league here,  so we all went down to watch.  Well,  one teenage child went to the game and took a nap,  but whatever.  My kids team got clobbered but they played pretty well.  There is a ton of stealing bases in this league  and that was a killer.  But hey, one of my daughters also stole a base  so that's cool.  Did I mention that my girls are the only girls on their team and I believe in their age division in our city?  Their main goal is to prove they can keep up (aka surpass)  the boys.

And  finally, I  will leave you with this.  Their team has a mascot.  It's one of the coaches dogs.  And yes,  he is wearing a team shirt.  Because every team needs a dog mascot!





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