From Darkness to LightShabbat: A Day of Rest and Thanksby Nina Kremtzer, METNYThe last Shabbat was the hardest.Isn’t it always?It all began on that last Thursday.Summer in the City would beover in a matter of days, and itfelt like it was going way too fast. After mylast classes at Barnard Collegeand the Jewish TheologicalSeminary, I went downBroadway to just get onemore good look at the neighborhoodI would be leavingshortly. I went back to thedorm and helped to bakechallah for our major SA/TOproject of the summer.The 16 of us made batchafter batch of dough, impatientlylet it rise, braided theloaves and baked them. Weran up and down MathildeSchechter Residence Halllooking for every availableoven and baked until nearlymidnight to have more than100 loaves to distribute thenext day. We talked and laughed all nightin between, and it was almost a shame togrow tired because I didn’t want to sleep,but rather, to enjoy the company of mynew friends.That was the beginning of a realizationfor me at the end of our program, ofhow thankful I really was for everythingthat had happened that month. It washard to think about, fighting back tearsand denying that this amazing part of myspecial summer would be over. All Shabbat,I replayed the entire month all throughmy head, remembering everything I hadloved so much and realizing how lucky Iwas to have been in such a program. Howthankful I was for the chances I had: toexplore New York City; to see what couldbe in store for me one day; to discoverand thrive in the Seminary, a place I hadalways wanted to see but never had; tomeet people I thought I would nevermeet; to be true to Conservative Judaismmore than ever; to learn more than I everhad about Judaism; to really be a part ofSummer in the City participants enjoyed time in “The Big Apple” and madetime to raise some tzedakah for the Tikun Olam program.Experience is Key in Poland, Israelby Sharon Oser, HagesherHow many people can say theywent on a trip with a few closefriends, but left with 44 bestfriends? The people you meeton a USY Summer Program, and thebonds that are made, will last a lifetime.Going on USY Israel Pilgrimage/Poland Seminar was the best decisionI have ever made! Words cannot describethe feeling of praying on top ofMasada after climbing the snake pathat 5 a.m., or seeing the graves of themost influential people in Israel’s history,or dancing around without a carein the world during a drum circle.USY; and to become friends with peoplewith whom I would feel comfortable to doall these fascinating things, people whowill be my friends forever.Shabbat is a day of rest for all of us,and as my rabbi taught me, a day to reallyreflect on the week beforehand. DuringSummer in the City, I let time go onwithout really reflecting, even on Shabbat,until the very end. As I rested on thatlast Shabbat, I realized that one cannotreflect without thanks for the great thingsof the week, or in my case, for the lifechangingtime I had that month, as wellas remembering the holiness of the day.That reflection is fulfillingand brings usjoy on Shabbat, asHashem saw that theproducts of his sixdays of creation weregood. Perhaps thatreflection can giveus joy even in saddertimes. After all, asShabbat left us thatSaturday night, I feltsomewhat at peace,despite my sadness.At the end ofHavdalah, we say,“Shavuah Tov! Mayyou have a goodweek!” May we allhave good weeks andlife-changing times, especially with USY.May USY continue to give us the happinessand knowledge we seek. □Though I’d recommend any USYtrip to Israel, I’d highly suggest doingthe Poland Seminar first. Whether it isyour first time to Israel, or you’re eighth,seeing the concentration camps beforevisiting Israel makes you appreciate ourhomeland so much more. Also, yourgroup will become a close family asyou help each other cope with all of theemotions you feel during that week inPoland.I could write a novel about howmeaningful this USY summer programwas, but I am a firm believer that youneed to experience this life changingsummer for yourself.□ • ACHSHAV!
From Darkness to LightA ‘Hard’ Time on Tisha B’Av Enhances Observance, Understandingby Jonathan “Carl” Plotkin, TzafonIspent my summer on the USY Israel Pilgrimage/PolandSeminar Group 10. While it was definitely the best timeof my life, and full of great, unforgettable moments, therewas one moment that was truly the highlight of the trip.Now, for some background info, I am not an observant personin any sense of the word. I went to Jewish day school, so Iknow a lot of the facts about Judaism, but I do not practice it. OnTisha B’Av, I was planning on eating, drinking, washing and everythingthat you technically shouldn’t do. However, I happenedto be in a room with three people that wanted to observe therules, so I decided to follow them just because it would be rudeto have been eating and drinking while my friends couldn’t.One of the customs of Tisha B’Av, which is not widely observedand I didn’t know, turned out to be that some peopledo not use a mattress or a pillow. We also noticed that therewas not a lot of room on the floor for us to lie down (we weren’texactly the neatest bunch of people) so we decided to sleep outon the balcony. It was the best night of the trip. We just stayedup for hours and talked to each other. It was particularly specialfor me, as two of my roommates were people I, unfortunately,was not very close to for most of the trip. It was great to be ableto just get to know them better.When we decided to go to sleep, we learned that sleepingoutside on tile with no pillows is actually very difficult. Weall kept waking up in the middle of the night, and eventuallysomehow were able to synchronize our sleeping patterns. Wewould wake up, chat for a bit, and then go to sleep for about ahalf-hour for pretty much the whole night.But by far the most spectacular part of the night was seeingthe sunrise. At about 5 a.m. the light woke us up and we hada perfect view of the sun illuminating the Old City from our balcony.Despite having never prayed out of my own choice before,I actually felt a need to say the Shema to myself and just lookedat the sunrise for about 45 minutes along with my roommates.It was the most beautiful thing I saw the entire trip. Afterwards,we slept for another half-hour or so and chatted until we neededto get up with the group.Now, I am not a religious person. I probably never will be areligious person. But for that one moment, when I saw the OldCity lit up and golden I felt God’s presence as much as much asanyone has felt it before.□Write for Achshav!Achshav! is always lookingfor USYers towrite articlesfor upcoming issues!Stay tuned for future announcements over USY listservsor on the USY website about themes, deadlines and more!Want More Information?If you are interested in writing, you find can out moreinformation by e-mailing your Achshav! Editorsat firstname.lastname@example.org or by going to www.usy.org/achshavFall 2008 •
Top 20 Photos fromUSY’s 2008Great Summer EscapeCheck out the highlights ....From Darkness to LightDestination: ‘E’mericaOn the Road with USY on Wheelsby Chelsea Wagner, Tzafon#19#17#20#18#16When I found the letter addressed to mefrom the USY office, I frantically rippedit open and read the names of my fellowWheelniks over and over again. I don’tknow why I even bothered to read their names; Ihadn’t requested anyone, so I knew I wouldn’t recognizethem, but for some reason I thought thatmaybe if I read their names enough times, one ofthem would ring a bell.I logged onto Facebook® and found that I already had12 friend requests and was invited to the “Bus E ‘08!!” group.Of course, I began stalking my future friends to see if I coulddiscern the inner workings of their minds based on theirFacebook® profiles, but to no avail. Everyone’s pictures werepretty much the same as mine; goofy poses with friends atUSY conventions.That first day of USY on Wheels was probably the mostthrilling and most awkward day of my life so far. We did thesilly ice breakers, and talked and laughed and pretended tobe best friends. Rooming was alphabetical and that night Ihad the good fortune of sharing a room with the beautiful and“SA/TO-licious” Shaina L. Stern. Too anxious to fall asleep,we both lay in bed awake but pretended to sleep for whatseemed like hours.Luckily, that awkward first night was the beginning ofan incredible friendship. USY on Wheels does that to you; itbrings you instantly close with a group of people you’ve nevermet before, and I’m still not sure how it happens.Because of USY on Wheels, I met some of my best friendsand I’ve been to places I never thought I’d see. I petted alpacasin Spokane, drank free ice water in South Dakota, had asnow ball fight in Crater Lake, paid my respects at the MartinLuther King Jr. memorial in Atlanta and did countless otherthings that I will surely remember for the rest of my life.Although I admit that during the summer I didn’t appreciateUSY on Wheels as much as I should have, now thatI’m away from my friends on Bus E I appreciate it more thanever.USY on Wheels has given me friends and memories thatwill last a lifetime, a million stories to bore my family with andone endless source of college essay topics. This summer wasby far the best summer of my life, and I’m so so so glad I gotto spend it with those 46 people who were strangers to mejust a few months ago.□ • ACHSHAV!
From Darkness to LightJudaism as a Living Organismby Jacob Hutt, CRUSYs an active member ofACRUSY, I spend my entireschool year involved withConservative Judaism andUSY. This past summer, I wantedto learn more about other movementsand was honored to receivea Bronfman Youth Fellowshipin Israel.Every year, 26 North American teenagersentering their senior year of highKol HaYehudim Hem Yehudimby David Wallach, ECRUSYAs I sit here at my computerscreen, attempting to recountall of the amazing experiencesI had during the summer in Israelwith Group One on USY’sIsrael Adventure, I am slowly realizingthat writing “about my summer” mightbe harder than I had originally thought.I mean, I could write all about thetime I hiked Masada, or maybe aboutthe time I davened Shacharit on theplane to Israel with a few Chasidim andSephardim, or maybe the time I first enteredYerushalayim and truly realizedhow beautiful Israel was. Instead, however,I’m going to tell you something alittle different.It was my group’s first Shabbat inJerusalem. When we arrived at BeitNativ on Agron Street, our staff told uswas, “Get ready for Shabbat and meetus back here in an hour, we have a specialsurprise for Kabbalat Shabbat.”Wequickly ran up to our rooms, showered,put on our best Shabbat clothes andheaded back downstairs to see whatthis “surprise” was.Our surprise was going to YeminMoshe, a beautiful place that overlooksthe Old City of Jerusalem, to daven KabbalatShabbat. About halfway throughour davening, a Chasidic man came towhere we were davening and watchedschool are chosen for this five-weekprogram through an intense selectionprocess. Participants come from a widerange of Jewish backgrounds, and are selectedbased solely on merit.Some of my friends wouldn’t praywithout a mechitzah (gender barrier), andsome wouldn’t pray with one. Becauseof these types of differences, there wasno organized prayer on the program, butthere was daily Jewish text study. In additionto meeting and speaking with Israelipoliticians and cultural icons, we sharedus for a moment. The first thing that ranthrough my head was “he must be offendedby our davening,” and I felt embarrassed.Soon however, I saw him goover and speak with David, one of ourstaff members.I stopped concerning myself withthe man in the back and continuedto enjoy the joyous davening. After wewere done, and were heading back toBeit Nativ, I walked up to David andasked him curiously, “what had the mansaid to him?” I braced myself for the answer.David told me that the man saidthat he was so happy to see a groupof young Jews practicing their Judaismwith such joy. He told me that the man“found it beautiful to see us there atYemin Moshe and proud to be Jewish,and that even though he may not daventhe same way we do or agree with everyway that we were doing it, every Jew isa Jew and every one finds their own wayto practice Judaism,” but “all that mattersis that they are doing so.”I was amazed to hear this, and sincethen have kept this message with me.Kol HaYehudim hem Yehudim – All Jewsare Jews, no matter Reform, Conservative,Orthodox, Sephardic or Ashkenaz,we are all Jews, and the one thing thatunites us as Jews is our practice of Judaismand our pride in our Judaism. □entries from our daily journals and haddiscussions about Jewish issues.The experience of hearing so manydifferent opinions caused me intenseconfusion. My mind raced with questions:Is there a purpose to Jewish pluralism?What does Conservative Judaism contributeto society? What should I be expectedto do, as a practicing American Jew?What should I expect of my Jewish peers?I didn’t find all the questions, but I cameaway with a new appreciation for modernJudaism.The values our forefathers laid out forus are the exact same ones that we followtoday. Our mode of practicing thesevalues has undoubtedly changed, butJudaism is a living organism, not a dead,unchanging way of life. We learn of the Torah,Lo b’shamayim hee, meaning, “it [theTorah] is not in heaven.”The Torah and Judaism are entitiesthat can, and should be, adapted to moderntimes. This past summer I spoke withRabbi Ebn Leader, who related to me hisvision of the Jewish people. He told me toimagine a strong stream of water headingsouthwest for miles and miles. Suddenly,a large rock appears directly in thestream’s path, forcing the stream to movein a slightly different direction. Along thisnew path, the climate changes, and thewater temperature shifts. The stream continuesto encounter significant obstacles,but it always adjusts to the change.So it is with the Jewish people. Thisvibrant community is bound to comeupon “large rocks,” and adapt for its survival.We cannot ignore the current eventsof the world. Rather, we should recognizethem and appreciate them, while rememberingour values. This, to me, is ConservativeJudaism.I learned this summer that theremust always be a place for the values ofthe Conservative movement in a healthyJudaism. We will always endure criticismfor “changing Judaism however we wantto.” But these changes we make are notsimply for personal benefit – we makethese changes for the strength and livelihoodof the Jewish people as a whole. □Fall 2008 •
Top 20 Photos fromUSY’s 2008Great Summer EscapeCheck out the highlights ....Judaism as a ReligionFinding Understanding,Appreciation in Polandby Gil Chen-Zion, Far West#14#12#15#13#11My tour of the death camp Majdanek in Polandhad just begun. I did not know what to think.Our experience had only just begun at this,the first concentration camp my USY IsraelPilgrimage/Poland Seminar group was visiting.As we walked into the camp we got to the first building, theone with the showers. All I could think about was the scratchedaway paint on the wall. Thinking about how many peoplescratched at the wall desperately trying to escape their fate.As I walked out of the chamber, tears in my eyes, I did notwant to look back. I could not look back. It was too painful. Afterthat, I thought that the worst part was over. Turns out, I waswrong.As I walked along the path, we stopped by a barracksbuilding. In there were two or three rows of bunk beds, each threebeds high with little room in between each bed. Three peoplehad to fit into each one of those small beds. I would have hatedto sleep in such a small space.As I walked to the second barracks building, I was stillthinking about the horror of the gas chambers, but when I gotto the door I stopped dead in my tracks. What was in that roomthat caught me by surprise? Rows and rows of shoes. Thisbunker was about the size of two or three bedrooms with fourrows of shoes piled and smashed together in long wire-meshtype containers.Row after row, I saw many different types of shoes. Babyshoes, nice shoes, casual shoes, wooden shoes, heels andmore. Each pair of shoes had its own story to tell. As I staredat those shoes all I could think about was the life of the personwho wore that one shoe I was looking at. When I went up totouch the shoes chills went down my spine. I imagined myself inthe person’s shoes. All the pain and suffering the person wentthrough went up through my hand and shot to my whole body.So much pain, so much suffering. How could anyone ever dothis to someone?As I walked down each row I felt like it was never going toend. I remember walking up to my friend and just crying onhis shoulder. I could not understand how anyone could let thishappen. At the same time I realized it did happen. I’ve seenthe proof with my own eyes. I will never forget that feeling. Thatindescribable pain.Although it was hard, I am so glad I went to Poland. It mademe thankful to be able to practice my Judaism freely. And afterthat difficult week in Poland, I finally made it to Israel and hadthe time of my life with Group 5!□10 • ACHSHAV!
Judaism as a CultureSumming Up a Summer of Emotionby Masha Kovtunova, EmtzaUSY Israel Pilgrimage/PolandSeminar 2008, let’s defineit in segments: United SynagogueYouth, a ConservativeJewish organization for teens acrossthe United States and Canada. ThePoland Seminar portion is learningabout the Holocaust and the historyof Polish Jewry. The last and by farthe best, Israel Pilgrimage, travelingto our homeland and lavishing in itsbeauty, incredible history, spirituality,and divine culture.It’s one thing to define the experience,anyone could do that just use a dictionary(well, that’s a little “old school”; the internet,though, is always a winner). Defining issimple; describing, oh boy, that’s anotherstory. I don’t know where to begin and ifI begin, there is absolutely no way I couldthink of coming to any kind of ending.Well, I’ll try to scramble some adjectivesdown on paper and arrange themcorrectly so they end up in their properplaces. Here it goes...I stepped off the plane exhaustedfrom the insane seven hours of bonding,less-than-appetizing meals, music,hilariously pointless conversations and ashort nap on my way to Warsaw from NewYork City with 41 soon-to-be best friends.Thoughts were floating through my head,my stomach was tight and my legs sleepyfrom sitting for what seemed like years onthe way to what was going to be the summerof a lifetime. My mind kept racing fromnew friendships and what their outcomemay be and the excitement of finally beingtogether to the dread and numbness ofknowing I was to begin my journey throughthe history of the Holocaust tomorrow, notin a class at school or my synagogue, butthe real thing: the concentration camps.My group of 41 teens, six staff, Itzak(our tour guide), Peter (our translator),the bus driver and I woke early the nextmorning to first celebrate the birthday ofone of my first and funniest friends onthe trip, Yoni. As we sang the “BirthdaySong,” laughed about the silliest thingsand talked about absolutely everything,inside we were preparing ourselves forthe concentration camps without any hintgiven off by our faces.Sobibor was our first destination, andas each person stepped off the bus, themood shifted and smiles faded away atthe first glance of what we all knew to bethe one-way railroad tracks. As we madeour way in and then out the camp, carryingthe Israeli flag with pride, I was touchedbut not deeply affected. It was all too hardto grasp at once, the enormous numbersand the inhumane torture.The next concentration camp, Majdanek,was a different story. At this camp,unlike Sobibor where only memorials andforest remained, many things were still inplace: the dark, wooden watchtowers; theSumming Up a Summer, continued on page 12Go online today and find information about ...USY on Wheels • USY Israel Pilgrimage • Summer in theCity • NATIV • USY International Convention • USYHigh • USY Program Bank • 613 Mitzvah Corps •Abraham Joshua Heschel Honor Society •HeChalutzim Israel Club • Online Chats •and more!Get Online andGet Connectedwww.usy.orgFall 2008 • 11
Top 20 Photos fromUSY’s 2008Great Summer EscapeCheck out the highlights ....#9#7#10#8#6Judaism as a CultureSumming Up a Summerof EmotionContinued from page 11showers; the barracks, and crematoriums – suddenly it all feltso real. As we made our way through the camp, our tour guidebegan telling a story of one of the survivors, her experiencesthrough every step, every blister, every whipping, every gunshotand every death. Tears rushed down my face like overflowingrapids. After awhile I couldn’t look at anything anymore, mystomach was in knots, my body drained. Every word of the storywas like a needle prickling my heart. When we got back on thebus, three or four hours later, it was silent. Slowly people beganto loosen up and the murmur of voices rose. I didn’t speak forsome time; the first words that made it past my tongue were,“I am drained, and I just don’t know what to think or how toact.”“I know how you feel, we all do”, Hannah, an attentive writerand lovely new friend, replied. I thought about the statement fora second and I couldn’t completely understand how everyonecould be so happy and lively after seeing the very place wherethousands of innocent young children, teachers, mothers, men,sons, doctors, grandmothers, actors, lawyers and daughterswere brutally murdered.A few minutes later it hit me, not like a boulder but morelike a pebble because I was unsure of the thought’s credibility.The pebble was this: the past is the past, and though it shouldnever be forgotten, I shouldn’t let the grief or anything I felthold me back from living fully, wholeheartedly and wisely. I feltthat all who perished, whose identities were erased from theworld, all those souls wanted me to live happily and never forgeteach of them and their stories while helping bring tolerance toall corners of the world, to every single person no matter howold, of what race, whether in good health or suffering, so theHolocaust doesn’t repeat itself ever again.When leaving Poland for Israel, the craziest mess of feelingswhirled within me: invigorating excitement, depression, guilt andgratitude for being able to have this opportunity. The emotionsfueled my desire to make my pilgrimage to Israel the best possiblebecause millions of people never got the chance. Thesethoughts were swimming in my head as I drifted to sleep.I woke moments before landing, shaking with excitementthat helped to shape the widest grin on my face. The plane jerkedto a landing, cheers filled the cabin and someone screamed out,“WE’RE HOME!” I can’t begin to explain the overpowering calmI felt at that moment, nothing I had ever felt before and nothingcould compare. I called back, “I know, I’m beyond excited.”This was the beginning of my stay in Israel that turned outto be the most spiritual, culturally enriched, captivating andbeautiful trip. My group of 41 of the most incredible people wasthe largest contribution to my indescribable experience. ThisUSY Israel Pilgrimage/Poland Seminar was intensely drainingand the most captivating learning experience, always keepingme on the tips of my toes. Maybe that’s how I will describe my2008 summer of a lifetime. □12 • ACHSHAV!
Life-Changing Summers‘HaEvent’ Provides Meaning of Life to USY Pilgrimby Lindsay Skokan, HagalilIwill never forget our first challengeat “HaEvent”. Group 8 spent the daypreparing our blue garb and cheers.We painted our faces and appliedblue eye makeup (think Mimi of TheDrew Carey Show) to everyone, includingDavid, our “he-man” Israeli staff.The task was to balance a groupmember, supported only by a harness forsafety, on 10 12’’ x 12’’ Styrofoam blocks.The only tools we would use were theblocks, the safety harness and ourselves.Being a figure skater, my team chose mebecause I had experience with balance.After suiting up in the rather uncomfortableharness, we began. With the help ofthe Group 8 men (whose average heightwas 6’) we succeeded in getting me upthe teetering tower Styrofoam. After I waslet down, craziness came over us.I don’t know if it was the excitementof winning a task, the fact that I madeit down from the 10-foot structure aliveor the fact that we were in such a happyforest, but I was overcome with joy. Theygroup members were chanting my name,and the sweet smell of victory filled the air.This was when I had my epiphany. “This iswhat life is all about,” I thought, “This isthe reason why I’m here, to experiencemoments like these.” I was in tears frommy happiness. At the exact moment ourgroup was feeling such unity, such lovefor each other and such pure happinessfrom the entire summer, was the momentI was sure I would never feel happier.This summer, as I spent the best sixweeks of my life with the best 43 friendsa person could ask for, I realized whyhumans are put here on Earth, why wedo what we do. We go about daily life toget to the moments of pure joy and happiness,like the many I experienced thissummer. The monotony of an after-schooljob or SAT prep class seems dismal, butit’s all worth it in the end. All of the workand hardship is worth it if you can feel immensejoy, even for a moment. □The Time We Became A Tourist Attractionby Ayelet Seed, ECRUSYThis past summer on USY’s Eastern Europe/Israel Pilgrimage Group 11, we had theopportunity to visit the Czech Republic,Lithuania and Poland and see what life waslike for the Jews before and after the Holocaust.One of the most moving experiences happenedduring our Shabbat in Krakow, Poland.That Friday was one of the toughest days for us in EasternEurope because in the morning we visited Majdanek, which isthe most intact concentration camp left. Despite our visit, all ofus were looking forward to getting on our way so that we couldbegin our last Shabbat before we made our way to Israel.Friday night found us sitting in a cramped room in a hotelin Krakow davening Kabbalat Shabbat. In the middle of our “yana nas,” we got up and started singing down the streets of Krakowtowards the square outside the Old Synagogue (SynagogaStarav), the oldest in Poland. This area used to be the heartof the Jewish area before the war, and all the synagogues andcemetery are close to one another.When we arrived at this square we continued daveningKabbalat Shabbat and Ma’ariv, but we were met with staresfrom various tourists, locals and other Jews, and had photosand videos taken of us. Saturday evening, for Ma’ariv andHavdalah, we went back to the square and once again got thesame reaction.Despite the unusual reactions, I was so proud to be daveningand singing there. I felt as if we had brought back some ofthe Jewish life that the Nazis had tried to destroy when theycame into the city many years ago. We helped to revive a littlebit of this once vibrant Jewish city.□Building a Close Relationship with Israelby Deborah Hoffman, HanegevIt was Seudah Shlishit on my last Shabbat in Israelwith Group 10 2006. We had walked to YeminMoshe, a famous spot overlooking a gorgeousview of the Old City of Jerusalem, and set up amakeshift dinner “table” on the ground with borekas,pita, hummus, prigat and various other Israeli snacks.After eating a nice light meal, we sat in a large circleand began our slow ruach for the last time as anentire group.As we sang the beautiful tunes, the sky became darker andthe walls of the Old City were lit and appeared golden. We endedslow ruach with Yerushalayim Shel Zahav (Jerusalem of Gold)while watching the city walls literally turn gold. It was an amazingfeeling that I have honestly never felt at any other time in my life.A song that I had sung so many times in my life finally felt real; itwas simply incredible.This particular experience on USY Israel Pilgrimage is thereason why I got so involved in Israel Affairs in USY. I felt an obligationto do everything that I could to support Eretz Yisrael afterfeeling such a close connection to the land, and so far, I havedone the best that I can to fulfill that feeling of obligation.Every summer, many USYers have experiences like minethat change their outlook on the State of Israel. Going to Israelis the only way to truly experience our connection to the land asJews. For those of you planning to go on USY Israel Pilgrimagein the coming summers, I encourage you to find that connectionwith the land just as I and many other USYers have found. □Deborah Hoffman of Hanegev is the 2008 USY Israel AffairsVice President.Fall 2008 • 13
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At LeisureUSYers always like a challenge, right? Well, try your handat these games and see if you are up for the challenge.For the answer, go to www.usy.org/achshav/answers.Race to the top!A classic part of the USY Israel Pilgrimageitinerary is ascending the ancient ruinMasada at sunrise.Start at the bottom and see if you can followthe correct path to the top of Masada.Word SearchFind these USY Summer Programwords in the puzzle belowAirplaneBusCanyonCoachDisneyIsraelFriendsJerusalemMissionPilgrimStatesWheelsW K G R U O K N V D H K O FA H L N V X Q R I L M B F TL O E D P K H S Q U T L M LP D H E I S N Z M S B M N BL E Q I L E S B J I U F C SA S H K G S T A T E S P L JM L T E R D J L F F B H R DA D J W I D M E R W U O J KA D H H M I S S I O N K E SD E G L P E Z M E W L K R DA W K P Y T E N N E J L U HQ U I L W T C X D I W P S JX S W J L P Y D S M U K A RM F E U O L H I S R A E L IH W U O L G D S K E D I E SC W R O L N D N M G D E M TA I R P L A N E E L O U T SO W U O P L W Y P Y R E B KC A N Y O N S D B W R N R EFall 2008 • 15
Have an incredible summer experience onone of our supervised summer programs:North America:“Classic” USY on Wheels • USY on Wheels, Mission: Mitzvah •USY on Wheels, East • USY on Wheels, Grand Slam • Summer in the CityIsrael & Europe:Spain/Israel Pilgrimage • Eastern Europe/Israel Pilgrimage •Israel Pilgrimage/Poland Seminar • Italy/Israel Pilgrimage •Etgar! Outdoor Adventure, Israel • Israel AdventureFor more information, contact:USY, 820 Second Avenue, 10th Floor, New York, NY 10017(212) 533-7800, ext. 1145, or visit at www.usy.org/escapeSponsored by The Department of Youth Activities, The United Synagogue of Conservative Judaism16 • ACHSHAV!