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something.
    "This is Liron," Ronit explains. "She's one of the few female operations specialists assigned to a new IDF commando unit called Sayeret Tzefa. They've just come back from parachute training and are spending a few weeks on our base before they head off to Counter Terror School. We're very lucky to have them here to train you."
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    The other girls are immediately impressed by Liron.
    Even though she's not an official member of SayeretTzefa, by working alongside it she's as close as a female can get.
    We spend the next two hours listening to her talk about the state of Israel and the countries that surround it.
    "Who can tell me why Israel is so significant?" she asks.
    I definitely know why it's significant to me, especially since for the past year I've been taking conversion classes at my synagogue. My mom raised me with no religion, and my dad is Jewish. Last summer when I came to Israel, I connected with my Jewish heritage and wanted to learn all I could about it.
    I raise my hand along with a couple of the other girls, totally ignoring the fact that my sweaty armpits smell like rotten eggs.
    "You, in the pink tank top,'' Liron says, pointing to me, Your name is Amy, right? Avi's chaverah?
    "His girlfriend," I clarify.
    "Chaverah means girlfriend."
    "I knew that."
    Liron smiles at me, and I notice not only is her skin Wawless, but her teeth are perfectly straight. "So Amy, why do you think Israel is significant?"
    I sit up straight in my hot metal chair, which my thighs
    have stuck to from the heat. My skin rubs on the metal with each movement, making a squeaking sound. It hurts.
    11 probably have thigh-burn later on. "Because it's the
    Jewish homeland," I answer.
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    Liron nods. "You're right. As Americans, you share the same democratic freedoms we do here in Israel."
    "The Palestinians don't have it so easy here," Jess chimes in. "I mean, I'm proud to be Jewish and would never want to be anything else, but when will the fighting stop?"
    Oh, no! "While Tarik would be proud of Jess for sticking up for his people, I'm not sure this is the best place to debate the Palestinian/Israeli conflict. And while I am usually all for a knock-down-drag-out verbal sparring session, I'm not sure anything but trouble can come out of a political discussion on an Israeli military base.
    I decide to intervene. "I think my friend Jess here is trying to say that, uh, while Israel is the Jewish homeland, not everyone feels the same way. No need to go into the specific differences, though. It's all cool. Discussion over."
    Liron walks down the aisle and stands in front of my chair. "It's against regulation for a soldier to talk about the political situation in Israel while in an IDF uniform. But I guarantee that you can get into a long political discussion with any Israeli out of uniform. And I also guarantee that you'll get a hundred and fifty different opinions if you talk to a hundred Israelis."
    Whoa, that's a lot of opinions.
    "Girls, my job in the IDF is to protect Israel. As a private, or new trainee, your job is to take orders. You will be treated like a real Israeli soldier, and you will act like a real Israeli soldier. When we say get in formation,' you get in formation or you'll be doing twenty pushups. When we say
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    'run,' you run. When we wake you at the crack of dawn, you'll be ready and in formation within seven minutes. "We're going to test your will and your spirit. We're going to test you physically and mentally. You're going to hate and curse your instructors while you're going through it, and love us and feel like a stronger person in the end. Any questions?"
    I raise my hand. When Liron points to me, I say, "Do we get free time?"
    "Maybe," she answers curdy. "Why are you here, Amy?"
    To spend time with my boyfriend, so Israeli girls like you don't steal him away from me, I want to say. But instead I say, "To feel what it's like to be an Israeli soldier."
    An instructor named Gili comes in and talks to us about