While researching places in
Israel to volunteer at, I came across Sar-El.
It is a branch of the Israel Defense Force (IDF) where volunteers from
around the world, from all backgrounds (after a security check), can volunteer
to help the IDF.
I arrived at the Yiftach base
near Elifelet in Northern Israel. Some of the units
represented on this base:
This base is mainly for "armor," which means tanks. We could take pictures of
tanks and artillery but were supposed to avoid photos of license plates, serial
numbers, and identifying markers.
Israel has been reorganizing
its bases and closing some of the smaller ones that were redundant or in
disrepair. This was one of them. Soldiers on base told us that this was one of
the crappier bases. Also, it was an open
base, meaning that many of the soldiers left the base at night to go home. Though still very secure and guarded, it had
a weird, abandoned feel. Also, since it
wasn’t home to that many soldiers, it wasn’t in great shape, the food was
pretty spartan, and there was no commissary to buy snacks or necessities.
This
is the barracks where we slept:
Our daily schedule:
We had to wear IDF uniforms
during most all activities. Not everyone
received uniforms that fit and Lev was pretty skinny so some improvisation was needed:
The work was fairly cool
though. Every 2 years the tanks, APCs
(Armored Personnel Carriers), and other vehicles went in for a major
maintenance service. One of our tasks
was to strip everything loose off the tanks and put it into a warehouse for
storage so that the tank was clean and ready for its tune-up. Working on the roof of an APC:
We removed fire
extinguishers, periscopes, boxes and boxes of machine gun rounds, explosives,
giant tank-sized wrenches, anti-mine equipment, the large mounts for exterior
machine guns… Did I mention explosives!?!
We got to crawl in and out of
the tanks, from commander’s seat, to driver’s seat, to gunner’s seat…
Standing near running
vehicles, in the 90+ degree heat, I almost passed out one day. I pushed past army officers(!) into an air-conditioned
office and dove onto the floor. I learned
long ago that if one passes out while standing, it’s a lot further to fall than
if you pass out while you’re already near the floor. Regardless, cold water and some rest and I
was back on my feet at work. I thought
it was weird it hit me that day since I had been in Israel’s heat for over 3
months and some of that was hiking in temps over 110 degrees. Note to self – it’s hot in the
desert.
We had other less exciting
tasks like reorganizing and counting stuff in the warehouses. Some of the warehouses are set-up and
organized so that in case of emergency, reserve troops can arrive at the base,
go into a warehouse, and 10 minutes later leave with every supply they need for
war. And some stuff is even separated
depending on what kind of war the enemy is waging on Israel – standard weaponry
or chemical…
After a couple days at that
base, our Madrichot/counselors decided that the conditions at that base weren’t
acceptable for volunteers (few soldiers on base, bad conditions…) and they moved us to Shimshon,
a large communications base. Here
communications equipment was cleaned, tested, and retrofitted. This included everything from large base/HQ size
radios, to tank mounted radios, to helmet radios… Here’s me cleaning radio headsets:
I cleaned hundreds that
day. Whenever I finished my stack they’d
pour out another bag of them:
I did some of those tasks,
cleaning radio equipment, testing wires and connections, sorting hundreds of
(realistically possibly > 1000) helmets, prepping helmets for repainting… I sorted all these helmets by type, quality,
missing straps…
The good ones then went to a
different crew of volunteers for painting.
They looked like new after a fresh coat of paint.
It was very cool to know that
we were helping the Israeli army. The
soldiers were very thankful for our help and regularly thanked us. While testing radio equipment, I knew that in
times of war, an Israeli soldier would have working radio equipment because I
tested it. Here's me testing connections on the radio headsets:
The food was pretty good at
the second base. A day’s food might be
something like:
Breakfast – hard boiled eggs
or plain omelets, sliced cucumber and tomato, cottage cheese, bread, and
chocolate milk.
Lunch – chicken or beef and
rice or pasta.
Dinner – pizza or chicken or
beef, couscous, potatoes, and a brownie or treat.
Some things were missing –
milk, hummus, maybe a salad or veggies.
All in all, it was better food than I expected. FYI – they obeyed kosher rules.
In the morning we talked
about the daily news. I watched TV for
the first time in probably 2 months.
Then we worked for 7 hours a day with a lunch break. And at night we had nighttime activities –
learning about the history of the IDF, learning about the Druze in Israel,
discussions about Jewish topics like observing Shabbat or the Haredi not
serving in the military…
My fellow volunteers were
aged 22 to approx. 80, had occupations in teaching, law, military, music… and
hailed from Germany, Russia, Australia, Scotland, France, Italy, Canada, NY,
Alabama… I think all of them were
Jewish, though like I said, any faith is allowed to volunteer. The several page application, apart from
needing a physician to sign off on your physical and mental health, also asks
your religious background, and if not Jewish, asks if you intend to proselytize
while on base. That’s a no-no.
Us volunteers thought all of
the gear we were working on was so cool. We'd walk around with helmets and gear on. The soldiers looked at us like we were idiots, all dressed
up in their military gear. But that’s an
everyday thing for them and it was still pretty novel for us. I'm all decked out:
It was an interesting week. I
learned about the history of the IDF and how the brigades were organized, I saw 2 different bases, met some new friends, and I helped out Israeli soldiers and the state of Israel.