In the summer of 1983 I returned to Israel, where I would live for several years.

I look here as I felt: bold, strong, facing to the future with determination.

Life was just about to teach me a few lessons . (Does life teach lessons, or just hit us over the head with random blows until we are so dazed that we imagine order in the chaos?).

But at this moment I had yet to be hit across the face, and I was ready to take on anything.