Hashem is my real safe room
Sirens wail, and booms are close, then far, then close again. But inside the miklat, there is the warmth of neighbors. Those whose children are grown sit on old folding chairs murmuring Tehillim. Those whose children are young sit snuggled with toddlers, reading books, distributing snacks.
“Hashem will bang down the rockets!” the children cheer.
To them, this is a game, and we’ve done our best to create a fun environment in our little miklat.
“I want another siren,” my two-year-old shouts each time we leave the miklat. To her, it’s all one big party. What could be better than visiting with neighbors in your pajamas, or eating ice cream at 7 a.m.?
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