Maccabiah Games

As I prepared for the games, however, there was an underlying unpleasant thought: The Middle East was in turmoil. As the months passed and my excitement escalated, so did the political turbulence in Israel. The country became more dangerous everyday. I stayed positiv

My parents and I had to make a decision. After much debating, and resistance on my part, we agreed that the games were a likely terrorist target and that it would be unsafe to participate. My enthusiasm and eagerness were supplanted by depression and frustration. My once in a lifetime opportunity after months of hard work and preparation vanished.

e, thinking that the conflict would work itself out and settle down by the time July rolled around. It did not. The suicide bombings seemed to increase along with my excitement. When my anticipation was at its peak and I was ready to go, the danger level was peaking as well. Our friends’ relatives in Israel said they were afraid to leave their homes. I was in denial. I did not want to believe that terrorists were thwarting the biggest opportunity of my l

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