It was a balmy Saturday evening in 1978. The evening of Shabbat. The Sabbath. And all around the state of Israel, families were enjoying their evening meal and preparing for the beginning of a brand new week, with the utterance of “Shavua tov!”, or “Good week!” A lovely blessing, indeed. Unlike in many other parts of the world, in Israel, Sunday is a work day, the first of a new week. Which of course means that children must attend school that day.
I see some of my daughter in Taliya (especially the spitting it out)
lol!!!