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Jonathan, though, was not there. Minutes earlier, he does not know why, against his habit, he was always the last one at any party, he agreed to return home at the invite of someone he hardly knew, a fellow classmate whose father was picking her up to drive her home. But that evening, about the time that the bombers had detonated their explosives, Jonathan's mother, without knowing why, and for the first time, entered his bedroom, kneeled at his bed, and prayed, "God, protect my son tonight!"  

Jonathan, though, was not there. Minutes earlier, he does not know why, against his habit, he was always the last one at any party, he agreed to return home at the invite of someone he hardly knew, a fellow classmate whose father was picking her up to drive her home. But that evening, about the time that the bombers had detonated their explosives, Jonathan's mother, without knowing why, and for the first time, entered his bedroom, kneeled at his bed, and prayed, "God, protect my son tonight!"  

Israelis are taught at the sound of "Allah hu Akbar!", "God is great!", to throw yoursef down immmediately, so that the force of the blast and the shrapnel of metal, nails bolts etc, will pass over you. It does not always work. Whether, the noise of the merrymaking drowned out the call, or there was no call, or the mind could not take it in, metal met flesh and bone, causing dismemberment, blood everywhere, gaping wounds, and cries of pain, and disbelief. Jonathans two best friends, Golan and Asaph were killed immediately, Golan with his throut cut. All together over ten were killed that night and at the spot, the town of Jerusalem or the State of Israel planted a tree of remembrance, which now soars high, with the wrong date engraved on the plaque bearing the names. Many, of Jonathan's friend ended up in various hospitals, most with broken legs, testiment to the fact that "it doesn't always work." One of the twins, had 6 nuts in his brain with all but one being able to be extracted. He is not doing really well even today but is much loved. For months after, the teenagers would visit each other in hospitals, as they themselves were able after their own release, and forged an even closer friendship and, what is called elsewhere, support group. Every year Asaph and Golan are remembered on the right day of their death, and every move we make there is the large, picture to hang on the wall, of a sming 15 year old Asaph in the yellow shirt with, this time, the correct information - "We shall remember, and we shall not forget, the beloved son and friend, Asaph Avitan, who was murdered for sanctification of the Name, in the terrorist attack at the plaza in Jerusalem on December 1, 2001, May his memory be for a blessing..."  

Israelis are taught at the sound of "Allah hu Akbar!", "God is great!", to throw yoursef down immmediately, so that the force of the blast and the shrapnel of metal, nails bolts etc, will pass over you. It does not always work. Whether, the noise of the merrymaking drowned out the call, or there was no call, or the mind could not take it in, metal met flesh and bone, causing dismemberment, blood everywhere, gaping wounds, and cries of pain, and disbelief. Jonathans two best friends, Golan and Asaph were killed immediately, Asaph with his throut cut. All together over ten were killed that night and at the spot, the town of Jerusalem or the State of Israel planted a tree of remembrance, which now soars high, with the wrong date engraved on the plaque bearing the names. Many, of Jonathan's friend ended up in various hospitals, most with broken legs, testiment to the fact that "it doesn't always work." One of the twins, had 6 nuts in his brain with all but one being able to be extracted. He is not doing really well even today but is much loved. For months after, the teenagers would visit each other in hospitals, as they themselves were able after their own release, and forged an even closer friendship and, what is called elsewhere, support group. Every year Asaph and Golan are remembered on the right day of their death, and every move we make there is the large, picture to hang on the wall, of a sming 15 year old Asaph in the yellow shirt with, this time, the correct information - "We shall remember, and we shall not forget, the beloved son and friend, Asaph Avitan, who was murdered for sanctification of the Name, in the terrorist attack at the plaza in Jerusalem on December 1, 2001, May his memory be for a blessing..."

 

 

 

 

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