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A Semester in the Life...<br />
As the Aussie "convict” mob sauntered wearily off the airport mini-bus, they weren't prepared to<br />
be stifled by the "David Niven", very cultured British lads and lasses. Little were Aussies to discover<br />
that the Brits were actually a bunch of closet meat-head, beer swilling, cavern obsessed alcoholics<br />
and sex fiends. This was only the beginning of what proved to be a very happy association<br />
Yoel, our director, G-d and F-letter perpetrator carefully defined our status at our first BASP<br />
meeting — we were a special group of hand picked individuals, in contrast to the past groups, who had<br />
given BASP such a horrid reputation. Yoel had difficulties competing with Pete, Marc, and Simon's<br />
(Goldstars in hand) raucous laughter. I don't know about the hand-picked bit, but we were definitely<br />
individuals. Ask Sara Anton, whose phobia about her eyeballs popping out and being stepped on has<br />
made her subject to extensive group counselling. Pete, "Alio, Darling, I'm a homosexual" Clements<br />
was completely unaware of the potency of his utterance when interjecting in Tali’s self-description —<br />
Pete to Tali — (interrupts) "You are gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous". We all thought Tali was<br />
completely unimpressed, as indicated by several shades of red Little were we to know that the direct<br />
approach would lead to infatuation.<br />
Brits and Aussies mixed, friends were made, romances blossomed (Lisa and Simon had achieved a<br />
head start by taking advantage of the flight to Israel), and roommates thrown together to discover each<br />
others filthy and intensely annoying habits, characteristic smells, etc. Habits ranged from blowing<br />
one's nose into ones extended y-fronts, farting, burping, accumulating vast quantities of rubbish,<br />
terrorising each other, and feeling the crazed impulse to plaster ones walls in Goldstar bottletops and<br />
Camel cigarette packets.<br />
I wonder if our parents know what we’re doing here. Proudly, I can state that we adhered strictly to<br />
our contract. To "gambling, drunkenness, and the use by anyone of every illegal drug is strictly<br />
forbidden in the rooms or dormitory grounds." This is testified to by poker evenings (Tuesday nights)<br />
and Simon (where's the Vaseline) Usikin’s mysterious fainting spell one particular "sick" evening.<br />
Rumour has it that he was suffering from "gastro-entoritis" and is said to have undergone a liver<br />
transplant at Hadassah Hospital. Another gambling performance was made at the infamous Cavern,<br />
where "rubber-guts" Oppenheim broke the world record for downing, then upping, a pint of beer. Will<br />
Tony Grunfeld ever forget the beach party, or will he ever remember it? Also, it is rumoured that<br />
Grynberg is opening a bar and a la carte restaurant with Elliot. We certainly know why we're here — to<br />
have a good time and, hopefully, acquire some wisdom and knowledge along the way. Unfortunately,<br />
most BASP students suffer from a perpetual identity crisis. Unfortunately, no one knows who we are,<br />
besides Yoel, who wishes he didn't know who we are.<br />
A typical scenario:<br />
Librarian — What programme are you on?<br />
BASP student — BASP<br />
Librarian — What? Mechina? OYP? 4YP?<br />
BASP student — No... BASP (emphatically).<br />
Librarian looks quizzical and eventually concedes to write down "BASP"<br />
Certain prominent people on campus deserve a special mention. Andy, a great guy, who constantly<br />
has exams and an elusive wife. We're slowly trying to council him through his difficulties. Andy is<br />
usually good to go to with problems, especially when he innately responds "F---off, I've had 10 exams<br />
today."<br />
Some lecturers w ill remain with us forever. Lily Pollack, Israel's South African import, is also<br />
known as the Voice of Israel. Shrieks of Zionism at 8:15 in the a.m. are poor elixirs for "sick" Monday<br />
night Cavern hangovers — BASP students nauseously clutch their throbbing heads in one hand, and<br />
cups of coffee in the other. Mr. "the diagram is wrong" Sapir is our intrepid Historical Geographer.<br />
We're finding finding the course really difficult. Apparently, next week the course is being terminated.<br />
Mordechai understated Middle East Nisan — what can I say?<br />
The odd dose of illness, sickness, disease, are all synonymous with living under each others asses.<br />
The chicken pox epidemic is soon to lead to the establishment of a BASP leper colony, kindly founded<br />
by Justin Donn, Katy Filer, and Mark Jutsen.<br />
Luckily, BASP students can escape the campus to the "Hyatt". What would we do without that<br />
revered edifice? Ourv last bastion — of luxury. BASP specimens can regularly be seen hanging around<br />
in sportsjackets or swimming costumes in this now familiar environment. Synonymous with this are<br />
visiting parents which, in turn, is synonymous with a good feed.<br />
BASP students are soon to change their names to "the jet-set". Hello Egypt, Greece, and Turkey.<br />
Hello mum and dad in England, we couldn't stay away from you a whole 5 months. Wait, I'm sure<br />
Mandy's still on the plane to Australia, she left a week ago. Was it a boy or a girl? From the regular<br />
pilgrimage to Dahab, many of us have learnt the meaning of pissing out of our asses. Now, the Brits<br />
have found their pigments to proudly display at home.<br />
Yes, when we head for our respective homelands, how will we ever forget the loud, impatient<br />
American family in the Post Office, the extremely cute little red-headed counter woman at the<br />
supermarket, schnitzel and pasta 7 times a week, Olivia nakedly exposing herself to Justin's parents,<br />
love triangles, shabbat meals at the Kotel, French boyfriends, scares of being kicked off the course, and<br />
the Cavern.<br />
If not next year in Jerusalem, then I'll see you soon in Sydney, Melbourne, London, or Manchester.<br />
Mark Jutsen<br />
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