small story
It was a lovely day, blue skies, the sun was bright, but not too hot, he could hear birds singing. but he didn´t know... that somewhere, in a dark place, someone was plotting against him! it was dark and evil plot... someone is about to call him for... active reserve service!!! 24 day in the darkest base, to guard on the stupidest people in the world, the "magad" or the "mitnachel" both never trying to protect them selves! all they do is to sit in the lovely morning sun, taking a sun bath, drinking beers and complaining! "we need more!" they say, "the government is full of "smolanim"! " they added. the boy was trying to ask them " do you have something better? do you know something I dont?" "SMOLAN! BOGED! " they yelled at him, "we are protecting you with our buddies" they added with pride, showing their chest (without knowing that all he can see was their beer belly). he wanted to explain, "I´m not against you, we are all part of the same people" he said with a weak voice. "let us unite, together we can win! together we are unbeatable!" they didn´t hear him, they were too existed from themselves, boasting, praising each other. "cant you see that we are killing not only them, we are killing our country" but now one was listening, they were all gone, leaving the poor boy protecting themselves. I´m leaving, he thought, there is no reason for me to stay here.
It was a lovely day, blue skies, the sun was bright, but not too hot, he could hear birds singing. but he didn´t know... that somewhere, in a dark place, someone was plotting against him! it was dark and evil plot... someone is about to call him for... active reserve service!!! 24 day in the darkest base, to guard on the stupidest people in the world, the "magad" or the "mitnachel" both never trying to protect them selves! all they do is to sit in the lovely morning sun, taking a sun bath, drinking beers and complaining! "we need more!" they say, "the government is full of "smolanim"! " they added. the boy was trying to ask them " do you have something better? do you know something I dont?" "SMOLAN! BOGED! " they yelled at him, "we are protecting you with our buddies" they added with pride, showing their chest (without knowing that all he can see was their beer belly). he wanted to explain, "I´m not against you, we are all part of the same people" he said with a weak voice. "let us unite, together we can win! together we are unbeatable!" they didn´t hear him, they were too existed from themselves, boasting, praising each other. "cant you see that we are killing not only them, we are killing our country" but now one was listening, they were all gone, leaving the poor boy protecting themselves. I´m leaving, he thought, there is no reason for me to stay here.