We frequented the falafel stands in Zion Square for lunch. One day I found myself confronting a captured Syrian tank.

SLIDESHOW: An Illustrated Diary Of Israel After The Six Day War

While fighting raged during the Six Day War, I felt compelled to apply to volunteer in Israel — to do work that soldiers would have been doing. The war ended in a miraculous six days, but the Jewish Agency decided to bring us to Israel anyway. I spent a year in three different parts of the country: the Negev, the Galilee and Jerusalem. Here I present some of my most vivid memories from that year.

An Illustrated Diary of Israel After The Six Day War

My college roommate Margaret had been to Israel. My family had never mentioned it. During the Six Day War she had the TV going the whole time. Her enthusiasm for the country and the stirring news made me want to go. She called it my “religio-identification crisis.” I left in August on the first airplane to fly to the United States from Israel after the war.

Dawn and a quick breakfast before packing jerry cans of water, black-dirt buckets and tools, and ourselves into the truck for a half-hour trip to the dig. We were searching for the Lost City Of Arad.

I vividly remember riding a camel at the camel market in Beersheba.

A Bedouin man came to our dig every day to guard his grandmother’s bones. He was also an entrepreneur, selling us soda. It was a great boon in the dry desert.

After a hard day’s work under a blazing sun, the Negev offered cool air and an absolute silence. We listened to Arab music on the radio after dark.

After the dig, we volunteered at Kibbutz Alumot in the north. Harvesting olives was the best job ever. It was so peaceful in the ancient grove, with breezes from the Sea of Galilee cooling us.

A Bedouin family lived on the kibbutz lands during the summer. One day the uncle was visiting from Beersheba, and a few of us were invited to a porcupine feast. We watched him trying to kill the porcupine. We begged off.

Lastly, we attended the Bezalel School Of Art in Jerusalem. The love of the city was palpable in both Arabs and Jews. In that precious time, reconciliation felt possible. I went to the wall often, and put my own prayers for peace in the crevices.

My friend Maddy and I hitchhiked everywhere. Soldiers were picked up first for rides, but we always got where we wanted to go. We were invited to eat lunches and dinners at whatever kibbutz we passed.

We frequented the falafel stands in Zion Square for lunch. One day I found myself confronting a captured Syrian tank.

Katherine Janus Kahn is the illustrator of more than 50 books, all for Jewish children, including the “Sammy Spider” series.

The views and opinions expressed in this article are the author’s own and do not necessarily reflect those of the Forward.
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