Being schooled.
Do you know what I'm talking about? Like, I'm going to go there with my American beliefs in the way things SHOULD be, and one day an Israeli is going to school me. Except, unfortunately for me, it won't be ONE day. It's a constant process, one of constantly being embarrassed and constantly doing the wrong thing or thinking the wrong way. What I'd REALLY like is for some kind soul to just step in and gently explain to me why I'm wrong. Kind of like Pocahontas. Except the song the Israeli is going to sing to me is going to have nothing to do with being one with nature or whatever. More likely the song is going to be about tickets on a bus, or dual-flush toilets, or matkot, or whatever.
WANTED IN THE JERUSALEM AREA
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