Coming Home, Full of Hope
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Coming Home, Full of Hope

Coming Home, Full of Hope

July 11, 2002 -- I write to you, finally, as Noa Resi Hirsch, an Israeli citizen.

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I cannot describe what I am feeling now. Words could not do justice to the love that has poured out of the hearts of my fellow Israelis. But since I'm rarely one who is short on words, I'll try.

I pulled into JFK airport yesterday afternoon. Immediately I was greeted by a cacophony of sounds, Israeli music, screaming children, anxious parents, sad friends, and bunches of blue and white balloons, imprinted with "Mazal Tov to the Olim" (Congratulations to the new immigrants -- literally 'ascenders'). There was a massive "balagan" (crazy mess) as 400 people said goodbye to 400 sets of friends and relatives.

This was the first time I ever heard us clap for the captain as we took off.

After we loaded onto the plane an announcement was made informing us as to just how diverse our group really was. We came from 23 American states, and from two provinces of Canada. The flight was crazy. There were 150 children under the age of 12, media from all over on the flight, and clerks from the Israeli Ministry of Interior to process our immigration papers mid-flight, so that we would not have to wait in long lines when we arrived in Israel. On El Al flights it is customary for the passengers to clap for the captain after he has made a safe landing in Israel. This was the first time I ever heard us clap for the captain as we took off.

I did not, could not, sleep a wink or eat more than a bite. I was excited, nervous, thrilled, scared, and happy -- all at once.

As we approached Israel and began our descent, the captain of the plane (this could only happen in Israel) shared the story of his family tree, and thanked us for moving to Israel at this difficult time in her history. Then the Hebrew music started playing, and when they got to "Yerushalayim Shel Zahav" (Jerusalem of Gold) I could not contain myself any longer and cried the sweetest tears of happiness. As I looked around at my fellow passengers, I saw I was not alone.

We quickly got off the plane -- I was lucky to be seated near the front. My eyes met a sight I will never forget. I looked out of the plane and saw an entire airplane hangar filled with people -- waving flags, singing, shouting, laughing, and crying. Some 1,000 people had gathered to greet my flight -- the 400 American olim.

The path from the steps of the plane to the hangar was lined with El-Al employees and government officials, all singing the traditional "Heiveinu Shalom Aleichem," hugging us and welcoming us home. For those of you with whom I have previously shared my dream of an ideal aliyah -- this was it. Singing, clapping, crying. Time for more tears. People were holding signs welcoming us, with tears in their own eyes.

It was a media zoo, with cameras, reporters, etc., from all over the world to report on this historic flight. I got to personally shake hands and be welcomed by Bibi Netanyahu.

Most amazing were all of the wonderful and kind people I have written about in the past, who all offered their hearts and hospitality to welcome me into the country. They all showed up at the airport! They drove hours to be there, sat out in the hot Tel Aviv sun until our (delayed) flight landed -- all to welcome someone they had never previously met.

I have received a little bit of media attention in the past weeks, and one of the stories in an Israeli paper ran a picture of me, mentioned that I was a law student and actually stated how much I owed in student loans (something I definitely did not want the country of Israel to know about). A man and woman came up to me in the airport and said that they recognized my face. The man was a lawyer who wanted to help me in any way he could, and he gave me his card. Someone else who also apparently saw the same article called up the offices of the organization I made aliyah through, and offered me a job! (My student loans are hefty!)

Today, for the first time, I sang the "Hatikvah" as an Israeli.

Anyway, there were tons of speeches and welcomes. But the most important moment for me was when we sang the "Hatikvah," Israel's national anthem, a song of hope for the Jewish state. Many times I have sung that song -- literally "The Hope" -- with feeling, pride and sadness. Today, for the first time, I sang the "Hatikvah" as an Israeli. I sang with a group of 400 new Israelis and it was the sweetest song I could have ever sung.

The rest of the process went smoothly, except for the hassle of officially changing my name to Noa Resi Hirsch, but it's done (I think).

As I exited the airport, there was a large group of people who were not able to make it into the hangar ceremony. Nonetheless, they gathered to support us, and one man was handing out little bags of books, candy and notes. When I asked him what organization he was from, he said none. He was here as an individual to support us. In the packet was the "Prayer for the Resident of Israel" and a book of Tehillim (Psalms) with the words "Welcome Immigrants to the Holy Land" engraved on the cover in Hebrew.

I'm in Jerusalem now. Night has fallen and it seems peaceful. Quiet. Beautiful.

I'm home.

Published: July 13, 2002


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Visitor Comments: 13

(13) Anonymous, August 13, 2002 12:00 AM

I was with you on the plane

Noa,

I was with you on the plane, together with my spouse and four children. My feelings on making Aliyah were remarkably similar to yours - excitement, hope, and a little nervousness, but most of all, a feeling that I was doing what was _right_. While I thought the ceremony was just a bit too drawn out and political, I found the obvious sincerity of the welcome of the El Al and airport employees as we walked from the plane to the hanger truly moving. For the past three years, I've had the quote from Tanach about Rachel crying for her children hanging directly above my computer at work; at last, I have been able to fulfill the last pasuk of Hashem's response to her: "V'yesh tikva l'acharitecha, ne'um Hashem; _V'shavu_vanim_l'gevulam" - "And there is hope for your future, says Hashem, and the children will return to their borders."

I, too, have returned home.

(12) Samuel Pharris, August 6, 2002 12:00 AM

a wonderful story

I must say as I read the article I felt the excitment also. Especially the final notation "I'm Home."

Israel is a special place. The center of the world. A city in which is eternal. A land that God gave to His people Jacob as a covenant. A possession! A gift! A place for the people to go.......home! It shows the real kindness of the Lord towards His covenant people. Yet, the prophets say
that someday the whole world will worship in Jerusalem both Jew and Gentile. That will be a wonderful future for Israel.

(11) Sharon Hicks, July 18, 2002 12:00 AM

This was beautiful..it made me cry. For those of us who have a love for Israel, its people and for the wild olive trees that have been grafted in, it means the promise is being fulfilled.

Thank you for sharing.

Shalom

(10) Laurie Rappeport, July 16, 2002 12:00 AM

welcome

I made aliyah almost 19 years ago, as a single 24-year-old, enchanted with the romanticism of being part of the new State of Israel. During that time, I have lived in several different places, married, had children, and tried various employment opportunities. Financially, we are lucky if we make it through the month. We miss our families, and they miss us. Israelis are not the easiest people to live amongst. I moan daily about the frustrations of the buraucracy and lack of order in the functioning of governmental and municipal services.

Yet...not for one moment in those 19 years have I ever regretted my decision to be a Jew in the Land of Israel. Good luck to all the olim, old and new.

(9) betti miner, July 16, 2002 12:00 AM

awesome!

I really enjoyed Noa's story of her coming home. I too want to come home as well, it has been almost 6 years since my husband and I were in Israel. I know about Nefesh B'Nefesh and will obtain an application with them so we can come home in 2003, hopefully. I miss the beauty of our ancestoral land and want so badly to be there. Thank you Noa for a thoughtful and beautiful story of your aliyah flight.

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