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I self-righteously concluded that we had nothing in common, since they were prepared to give their Jewish identity the backseat.
I was sitting firmly in the driver’s seat with mine, so much so that I became the leader of a Zionist youth movement, and started to mix with an idealistic new crowd. Things were getting serious, but I was ignoring the ramifications, because, you remember, I was not going to marry out.
There were a hundred people at the house and eventually they noticed she was there,” he laughed.
The reaction of Varda’s progressive Dutch parents was more complicated.
“We know that we’re the kind of marriage that Israel doesn't want and I think a lot of Muslims aren’t thrilled by it either,” said Varda, who asked that the family’s surname not be published.
Over the course of 16 largely happy years of marriage and raising children, the couple have had to vault hurdles thrown up by the Israeli state and their respective societies.
I was so connected to my Jewish identity that my betrayal of it was not even statistically probable. I stopped socializing with them in silent protest, after a more outspoken effort had failed.I almost became a statistic, except for one redeeming factor: I cared. We need to nourish ourselves with more Jewishness in order to ensure their success.I believe this is the factor that can make the difference. We want our children to care about the meaning of being Jewish.As we gathered round looking at photos, I pretended not to notice the attractive guy sitting next to me. I convinced myself it would be a completely harmless evening that would chalk up a point for my flirting skills. We revved up the night with a ride on his motorbike. I simply let my parents know that I was dating a non-Jew, but not to worry.I don’t remember making conversation, but apparently I must have mumbled something, since the next morning the host of the party told me that Mr. As I was catching my breath, she casually mentioned, “Oh, I told him you don’t date non-Jews, and he’s fine with that. He really liked you.” This was a delicate situation, to say the least. Then we talked, and laughed, and talked and laughed some more. They should know me well enough to know that I wasn’t going to marry him. Not because we were in a public place, but because they were smart enough to think before they spoke.