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1956 21 February

A letter from Kibbutz Hatzerim describing the beauty of the Negev

Yael Segev HAZERIM, Israel Posted By אוצרות

Hand Writing

4 Letter pages

A Background Story

"Today, my third day in the pasture, we walked all the way to the foot of the "White Cliffs", we passed through new and beautiful places and we had such a good time, that we wanted to return at an innocent hour." Yael Segev and Micha Lis met at Kibbutz Degania. Yael moved to Kibbutz Hatzeris in the Negev to help the young Kibbutz, the relationship between the two became tighter, they wrote letters and visited each other. Their first letter was written in January 1956. The last letter was written by Micah on October 29, 1956 on a note at a southern collection point before he left for battle. Micah was killed during Operation Kadesh in the battle of Abu Agila. In this letter, Yael describes to Micah her work in the pasture

"Today, my third day in the pasture, we walked all the way to the foot of the "White Cliffs", we passed through new and beautiful places and we had such a good time, that we wanted to return at an innocent hour."
Yael Segev and Micha Lis met at Kibbutz Degania. Yael moved to Kibbutz Hatzeris in the Negev to help the young Kibbutz, the relationship between the two became tighter, they wrote letters and visited each other.
Their first letter was written in January 1956. The last letter was written by Micah on October 29, 1956 on a note at a southern collection point before he left for battle. Micah was killed during Operation Kadesh in the battle of Abu Agila.
In this letter, Yael describes to Micah her work in the pasture and the beauty of the Negev.

Hand Writing

Page 1/4

Tuesday “Hatezrim” 21.2.56

Greetings Micha!

The Negev is indeed beautiful and captivating,

I agreed with my companion who pointed out the surrounding view

that morning on our way to the pasture.

We raised a special concern among the members of

Hatzerim including, during the stormy arguments about

Magal – Gonen – Hatzerim, and  the matter of the view came up

by the way: the mountains in the Galilee and the “plate” of

the Hefer Valley and such.

Today, my third day in the pasture, we walked as far as

the foothills of the “white cliffs,” passing beautiful new

places and we had such a good time, that we got back

an hour late.  I have three more days

until the end of my week in the pasture, and if we continue the same

way, of not repeating the same place twice, I will start

getting to know the Negev.

A daily schedule like this, divided between four hours of pasture in the morning

and three hours of milking in the evening, with the whole day in between

free, it’s like a week of vacation.

Page 2/4

Not a lot of rain fell in this area, a little

more than 80 mm, but the fields turned green, grass sprouted

and flowers bloomed everywhere and walking our cattle in this peaceful

nature, in absolute silence between hills and valleys, is

wonderful… One can jump and skip and run until you are out of breath

and lie on your back, face up, and follow the

clouds on their journeys. It’s too bad that I’m not all that good at playing the flute

then our pasture would be just as good as the ones in the

storybooks. Sometimes the herd of cows accompanying us is a bit of a bother

on these journeys, it would have been easier without them…

It’s fine like this, but it’s good that in another two weeks

it will be my turn to go out and spend the hours

doing nothing, even though, my cowherd companion

already proved to me that there is a lot to be learned

between the herd and the meadow.  Moses herded sheep

in the desert, as did Muhammad, but since we are “the masses”

and were not created for greatness, it is better not to burden the brain

with so many thoughts or expect a muse

to inspire us but just roll up our sleeves and let our

arms do our work faithfully.

Page 3/4

Preparations for Purim are getting underway here slowly. I suppose

that at the last moment everyone will rally to save the day. In the meantime,

the number of girls announcing that they aren’t going to dress up

just keeps getting longer! And nothing in the world is going to

change their minds.

As a member of the farm’s cultural committee I

observe the workers and the well intentioned, how they are expected

to have muscles like Hercules in order to shake up

the indifference and sluggishness of the kibbutz members.

It turns out that not only the “Maoz – Harel” girls preferred staying

under the covers when a conversation was held about “the  …..”

Only a few arrived at the appointed time, but we didn’t

give up on the discussion, which was deep, comprehensive and interesting despite the limited

forum because only those came who really had something to

say and even stood their ground, which all the neighbors who were woken up from Saturday

afternoon naps by the raised voices of the disputants will vouch for. Now, the preparations

for Purim are being done by a few as best

they can. Reminding, encouraging, bringing ideas, and hanging

eye-popping posters in central locations

Page 4/4

In the dining room, my heart is with them, “seclusion” is

a general disease affecting all the members who enjoy

being in their rooms alone in the company of their wives (or husbands)

and children. And it is even understandable and justified to a

certain point.  But on the other hand we all want to feel that the kibbutz

here is vibrant.

This is where the group lives.

Maybe next week I will take a short vacation and travel

home for Shabbat. I owe it to Father who has to decide

alone about problems with the household and entertaining my sister and also

I just have a terrible urge to go. Maybe I’ll combine

the trip with a visit to Degania. I promised Michal

I would inaugurate her new apartment with her and if I keep waiting

it won’t be new anymore, this is my plan for the day,

but who knows what the coming days will bring. There is even a rumor that our boys will be sent

to do free service on March 1. We’ll see.

Bye for now!

From Yael

Letter Detail

The Writer

Name: Yael Segev
Location: HAZERIM, Israel
Date: 21.02.1956

Recipient of the Letter

Name: Micha Lis
Location: DEGANYA ALEF, Israel

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Hand Writing

Page 1/4

Tuesday “Hatezrim” 21.2.56

Greetings Micha!

The Negev is indeed beautiful and captivating,

I agreed with my companion who pointed out the surrounding view

that morning on our way to the pasture.

We raised a special concern among the members of

Hatzerim including, during the stormy arguments about

Magal – Gonen – Hatzerim, and  the matter of the view came up

by the way: the mountains in the Galilee and the “plate” of

the Hefer Valley and such.

Today, my third day in the pasture, we walked as far as

the foothills of the “white cliffs,” passing beautiful new

places and we had such a good time, that we got back

an hour late.  I have three more days

until the end of my week in the pasture, and if we continue the same

way, of not repeating the same place twice, I will start

getting to know the Negev.

A daily schedule like this, divided between four hours of pasture in the morning

and three hours of milking in the evening, with the whole day in between

free, it’s like a week of vacation.

Page 2/4

Not a lot of rain fell in this area, a little

more than 80 mm, but the fields turned green, grass sprouted

and flowers bloomed everywhere and walking our cattle in this peaceful

nature, in absolute silence between hills and valleys, is

wonderful… One can jump and skip and run until you are out of breath

and lie on your back, face up, and follow the

clouds on their journeys. It’s too bad that I’m not all that good at playing the flute

then our pasture would be just as good as the ones in the

storybooks. Sometimes the herd of cows accompanying us is a bit of a bother

on these journeys, it would have been easier without them…

It’s fine like this, but it’s good that in another two weeks

it will be my turn to go out and spend the hours

doing nothing, even though, my cowherd companion

already proved to me that there is a lot to be learned

between the herd and the meadow.  Moses herded sheep

in the desert, as did Muhammad, but since we are “the masses”

and were not created for greatness, it is better not to burden the brain

with so many thoughts or expect a muse

to inspire us but just roll up our sleeves and let our

arms do our work faithfully.

Page 3/4

Preparations for Purim are getting underway here slowly. I suppose

that at the last moment everyone will rally to save the day. In the meantime,

the number of girls announcing that they aren’t going to dress up

just keeps getting longer! And nothing in the world is going to

change their minds.

As a member of the farm’s cultural committee I

observe the workers and the well intentioned, how they are expected

to have muscles like Hercules in order to shake up

the indifference and sluggishness of the kibbutz members.

It turns out that not only the “Maoz – Harel” girls preferred staying

under the covers when a conversation was held about “the  …..”

Only a few arrived at the appointed time, but we didn’t

give up on the discussion, which was deep, comprehensive and interesting despite the limited

forum because only those came who really had something to

say and even stood their ground, which all the neighbors who were woken up from Saturday

afternoon naps by the raised voices of the disputants will vouch for. Now, the preparations

for Purim are being done by a few as best

they can. Reminding, encouraging, bringing ideas, and hanging

eye-popping posters in central locations

Page 4/4

In the dining room, my heart is with them, “seclusion” is

a general disease affecting all the members who enjoy

being in their rooms alone in the company of their wives (or husbands)

and children. And it is even understandable and justified to a

certain point.  But on the other hand we all want to feel that the kibbutz

here is vibrant.

This is where the group lives.

Maybe next week I will take a short vacation and travel

home for Shabbat. I owe it to Father who has to decide

alone about problems with the household and entertaining my sister and also

I just have a terrible urge to go. Maybe I’ll combine

the trip with a visit to Degania. I promised Michal

I would inaugurate her new apartment with her and if I keep waiting

it won’t be new anymore, this is my plan for the day,

but who knows what the coming days will bring. There is even a rumor that our boys will be sent

to do free service on March 1. We’ll see.

Bye for now!

From Yael

Letter Detail

The Writer

Name: שושנה שילדקראוט
Location: טבעון
Date: 12.06.1967

Recipient of the Letter

Name: Micha Lis
Location: DEGANYA ALEF, Israel

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