Moria's personal story - SummerCamp under rockets fire

I am about to share with you a story of friend of mine Moria, now history teacher, but her story is 3 years ago while she was an instructor in a summer camp in Sderot.

But first an update: Hamas range is going further and further, rockets are fired at the north of Israel.

Seriously, now all the country is under Hamas range. Not only Jews, Muslims and Christians are under the terror of Hamas' rockets but also the Bahai world religious center is under the rocket threat!

So seriously, share the truth and STOP HAMAS!

Now as promised Moria's story:

Hello. My name is Moria Hagbi, I am 23 years old, born and raised in Sderot.
I work as a History teacher and assisting teacher preparing high school students for final exams.

I am also a student for M.ed in Educational counseling.

My personal experience happened 3 years ago in front of delegation from Australia that came to Sderot. I was very determined and confident to share my life growing up under fire of rockets since I was 10 years old.
The day the Australian delegation arrived, few hours earlier, rockets were fired at our city while I was in educational activity with kids in the summer camp where I was an instructor.

I will not forget the cries and stress and fear of the kids who grew up to this reality, after the Code Red alarm went on.

I felt helpless, how can I lead 20 children to a shelter while keeping calm myself, and radiate serenity and ease so they could feel better and know I am with them.

I felt I can't hold it in and about to cry but somehow I stopped, and smiled so they will not see me cry so they could feel safe and secured.

After this experience I met with the nice people of the Australian delegation feeling nervous and uneasy.

I told them my name and that I live in Sderot for 20 years very proud and confident.

When I started explaining the life we live here in Sderot and especially what happened that day in summer camp I started crying, all the tears and sadness I keep inside to radiate confidence and calm to people around me.
Still crying, I told them about about how you feel helpless when you only have 15 seconds to get into safe place and that the life of me, my family and every one else in Sderot depends on us getting to safety in 15 seconds.

I played them a recording of Code Red alarm and they identified with the pain and stress I live in for almost 14 years now. There where mothers in this delegation that felt the same worries my mom and other moms in Sderot feel when they hear their children cry when they hear the alarm.
I got used to this reality, painful and stressful reality filled with insecurities and feeling you always need to stay close to a shelter.

How much longer I will be scared from the noise of slammed door? How much longer I will have to run to a shelter or safe room in 15 seconds or less?

I hope for a peaceful reality. A reality in which I don't have to keep being worried about my own or my family safety. That I could walk in my city without being afraid to hear Code Red alarm anymore.

Thanks for reading
Dov Trachtman - The Man in Fort