Off to the beach

Shailee, age 8.

My kids keep going to play in the miklat (shelter). We live in a row of ten cottages which share a communal shelter.

It turned out that during the stressful moments of the sirens, it was comforting to meet friendly neighbors in the shelter. The children of the complex brought games down.

When we first heard the sirens, the look of anxiety on the children's faces was heartbreaking. But when they found that they would meet their friends in the shelter and play Uno, they relaxed. Now the shelter still holds the allure of a quiet, private place for Uno playing. I guess if the cease-fire holds, the door to the shelter will go back to being locked and the children will be a bit disappointed.
Now we are off to the beach.