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I spent yesterday harvesting olives in an olive grove near Jenin. I'd expected it to feel really uncomfortable and to emphasize to me how little I'm able to do, but it wasn't that way. I mean, obviously it is small, it doesn't fix the situation, but everything that I can do is small, and if a lot of people do small things it can have a big effect. But also, independant of effect, it was symbolic, and it was a strong show of support and it felt good to be part of that. It was a good environment.
I picked lots of olives and climbed in the trees a bit and it was good work.
Omer and Kfir were there and it was good. I was glad they were there. We spoke much more Hebrew this time (but I still stumble and need help) and it felt better to communicate that way. I'm still very embarassed by how I sound in this language and how hard it is for me to remember such basic words that I have no problem understanding when other people use them, but the only way to fix it is to speak it so... I'm working on it.
And now it's Sunday and I'm horribly unmotivated but I have to take a take-home midterm and write a mini-application for a class for next semester so I'm going to go try to accomplish something. I imagine I'll fail.
I picked lots of olives and climbed in the trees a bit and it was good work.
Omer and Kfir were there and it was good. I was glad they were there. We spoke much more Hebrew this time (but I still stumble and need help) and it felt better to communicate that way. I'm still very embarassed by how I sound in this language and how hard it is for me to remember such basic words that I have no problem understanding when other people use them, but the only way to fix it is to speak it so... I'm working on it.
And now it's Sunday and I'm horribly unmotivated but I have to take a take-home midterm and write a mini-application for a class for next semester so I'm going to go try to accomplish something. I imagine I'll fail.