Nativ is school too

Upon coming to Hebrew University, many of my friends and family did not believe it would be a real college experience. I have two essays due on SUNDAY. One for my Jewish texts class dealing with the final chapter of A.J. Heschel's The Prophets and one for my Israel society, politics, and culture class comparing and contrasting a video and an article. Both are underway, neither are done, and I plan on doing most of it on Friday.
Things are getting really exciting here. I'm going to the Jerusalem Symphony on Thursday to see:

Abir – Work for Mandolin, Clarinet and Strings (première)

Haydn –Concerto in D Major for Piano

Breiner - Symphonic Concerto for Giora and Orchestra (Israeli première)

It should be a lot of fun. It's very interesting how many people are going for the social aspect as opposed to an appreciation for classical music. I charged myself with the task of convincing a few of my friends that classical music is not just for old men and high class citizens of the rennaicance period.

Last night we had boys and girls bonding night. The girls did girlie talk things that I did not bother learning about. My groups boys happen to be fantastic, and they're all amazing kids. The first order of business was walk to a park, recieve a single NIS from our staff. Our task was to go around to the neighborhood and see what we could get for that single NIS. Kids came back with clothes, plants, candies, a hubcap, bread, anti-itch cream, and more NIS. Our group came back with 11 20 minute calling cards to America from Israel, it was fantastic.

The next thing we did was situate ourselves on a little patch of grass with a sweater in the middle. The game was called kadawa. The object of the game was similar to tag, but whomever was "it" had to hop on one leg while trying to tag people, he could only go on two legs if he was on the sweater. If he fell to two legs over the course of him trying to catch a kid, we would kick him until he got back to the sweater. This game was invented in the Israeli army, and was played no asphalt. If the "it" went off and tried to catch someone, somoene behind him could step on the sweater, transfer to one leg, and then kick him, thus subjecting that person to a beating until he got back to the sweater. Let's just say I woke up with my share of bruises this morning. It was great fun.

Today I'm sitting in the Hebrew University Lounge waiting for class because the bus came early and our 2nd period class was cancelled.

L'hitraot till next time

-Z