By: Anna Kos

Do you ever go to a place and feel an overwhelming amount of memories just hitting you?

This is exactly how I felt all week.

From walking through Yarkon park to sitting in the KKL house in Tel Aviv – all brought back memories that I cherish dearly.

For those who don’t know, the KKL house is not just an office building. Part of the building is actually an museum! Why?
DID YOU KNOW: The Provisional People’s Council (later to be the first Parliament of Israel) and the Provisional People’s Administration (later to be the first Government of Israel) held their meetings in the house of KKL-JNF in Tel-Aviv at the period between April 18, 1948 to May 14, 1948.
So yes, KKL-JNF had a wonderful part in the beginning of the State of Israel in 1948. Next time you are in Tel Aviv, check out this small museum and feel a part of history!

Travelling to Israel over 20 times before making the Aliyah jump – really has been a blur to my memory. When I get flashbacks it is something I really hold onto.

The memories that come back the strongest are from the JNF Canada missions. Over the last few years I was lucky enough to lead a few university missions to Israel. All were special in their own unique way. I learned more about Israel in those 10 days than I can ever imagine. The people we met and spoke to on those missions, were people we would never have an opportunity to speak with otherwise. As I said, I have been very lucky.

Someone asked me what I missed most about my day-to-day, my answer is the students. Going to Israel with them, showing them the importance of the State, and just seeing everything through their eyes. You can tell a lot about what someone is feeling by looking at their eyes. I think I heard a quote somewhere that you can see a person’s soul through their eyes – whoever said this, is right. Seeing a student’s eyes glisten from excitement when they see the beach or tear up when they hear Hatikva – this all moves me.

Walking to the KKL house I had flashbacks of watching the last JNFU mission participants walk up that road, and it felt great. Being a part of someone’s Israel journey is such a powerful emotion. Words cannot describe it. A big part of me hopes that the participants also feel that same connection and when they walk down a certain path, they too will have nostalgic moment.