He is a middle-aged Jew, belongs to the general public and lives in Tel Aviv, but despite everything - his roots and soul are planted in the city of Bnei Brak.
His parents and family - from the old families and founders of the city. When they departed for their earthly home, they left behind an inheritance of much land, a commodity - which in the early years of the city every family had in abundance.
Over the years, the Jew sold some of the plots at exorbitant prices, while some are reluctantly waiting for the bureaucracy of the land administration to clear them for sale and construction.
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And it came to pass today that one of the large plots of land that was in the possession of our loved ones was opened up to his sons and he wanted to sell it.
The Bnei Brak municipality, who knew of his warm and bustling Jewish heart, detailed his heartfelt agreement to sell the land, while signing an agreement that a garden and playground would be built on a significant portion of it as a contribution to the well-being of the city's children, and in its center a magnificent 'Gal Ad' would be erected to commemorate his parents.
Our wealthy friend 'bought' the offer, because a spacious green garden with a 'Gal Ad' in its center that bears the memory of his parents is no small feat.
The deal was soon signed to the delight of both parties.
And so... the man sat in his home in Tel Aviv, seeing in his mind's eye the city's children frolicking among the slides and green meadows, inhaling with all their might the scent of the roses planted among the garden paths, and in his heart there was no doubt that his parents were resting peacefully in their beds and their souls were overflowing with joy in the Garden of Eden.
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One morning he could no longer hold back. He took his wife and family with him so that they could witness with their own eyes the relief of the wind that had caused his parents to lose their lives and fortune. He approached the entrance to the amusement park and his eyes darkened: not green grass but rocky soil, not a slide but a rusty block of iron, not roses but snack wrappers the color of roses.
With failing steps, he sought in his eyes the 'wave of victory', and if it weren't for his family members who supported his efforts, he could have collapsed under it... 'The wave of victory', named after his dear parents who rest in peace - buried under election posters on behalf of a certain party.
The shock is painful and aching, Reported to the city hall, In an attempt to claim the insult and desecration of his parents' memory, while warning of a blatant violation of the agreement.
There they understood the mistake and injustice that had been done to their donor and his late parents. By direct order of the mayor, trees and flowers were immediately planted, paths were paved, green meadows were spread out across the length and breadth of the garden, modern playground equipment was placed in the center, and permanent cleaning workers were appointed and stationed there.
The Jew's anger subsided, and his visits to the place became frequent, expressing his pleasure and satisfaction at the blooming sights, the city's children frolicking for their own enjoyment, and especially at the magnificent "wave of eternity" from which the names of his parents emerge and rise from their heavenly rest.
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About a month ago, the pastoral and tropical silence was broken. The cries of the generous Jew's parents rose from the ground again.
On his last visit, the man looked for the 'Gal Ad' memorial and couldn't find it. It turns out that students, happy for the honor of their trampled rabbi, chose to bury his parents under banners reading 'Father, what have they done to you?' Energetic activists, happy for a man who left their party, buried his parents under banners reading 'Traitor.'.
When tombstones are desecrated on the Mount of Olives, we stand above the Knesset podium and demand a 'state investigation committee' from the Minister of Defense, when a monument to IDF soldiers is desecrated - an entire country is burning.
In the coming period, when party activists will make every effort to bring another living person to the Knesset, just before waving the brush and sticking up the poster, it is appropriate that they look forward and backward, up and down, with utmost caution and attention so that they do not bury a living person and...also.... not a dead one.
• The column is published in the press line
