The Rally

We are walking through Jerusalem. I don't think any of us know that there is to be an Od Kahane Chai rally, but we are not disappointed when we find oursleves in the middle of it. Somehow, we all end up with T-shirts and torches too.

The rally finishes, and now it is time to march. We walk through the streets of Jerusalem, laughing and fooling around with the torches, glad that this evening has turned into something fun. Soon, there are police on horses and skirmishes in the street. It is getting out of control, but we stay on, wanting to see what will happen yet. Someone from our group gets hit by a cop on horseback. Others from our group are pushed around by the horses. We have found signs and we have no idea what we are protesting, or what Binyamin Kahane (O"H), who spoke during during the rally and is leading the march, wants. But we can chant and march and look like we know what we are talking about.

Eventually the rally dissipates, and we are left with our torches and signs and t-shirts. We take them back to Yeshiva, and take pictures with our torches lit in front of the yeshiva, a scene that would probably cause the chief to terminate our membership in his yeshiva on the spot.