he revealed that he was currently serving in an elite army unit and he was later suspended.”
“Well, that guy was just stupid. I would never publicly reveal that I’m in the submarine corps – whether or not I’m demonstrating.”
“But you’re taking a risk. Someone who happens to know that you’re a submariner could be at the same demonstration, or even see you on a news report, and then say something to someone else, and then the word gets out.”
“That’s a very small risk. I wear sunglasses and avoid talking to anyone at protests. And I usually bring a political message on a placard that I hold up in a way that hides my face.”
“But what’s the point of protesting if you have to hide yourself while doing it?”
“Because just being there with the group contributes to the strength of their movement, and I have to be true to my core beliefs and work for the change I want to effect. The occupation oppresses the Palestinians and it corrupts the souls of the Israeli soldiers who must rule over them by force.”
“You usually talk about how it threatens to destroy the Jewish state demographically.”
“That’s the main policy reason that I’m opposed to the occupation. But there are plenty of moral reasons to protest it as well. I want the Palestinians to have a good life within their own state, living peacefully next to our state.”
“So do a lot of people. But they don’t all go out and protest. Is it more important to you than your naval career?”
“I can balance the two.”
“Why risk it when you’re so close to becoming captain? Just wait until you retire from the Navy. Then you can become a full-time political activist and protest whenever and however you want.”
“Moral convictions don’t wait for convenient timing. And they mean nothing if you’re not prepared to sacrifice your personal interests when defending them.”
Chapter 6: A Promotion for Esty
The wailing sound of a child’s cry rang through the area, followed by a steady, rhythmic repetition of sobbing. It was Esty, bawling by the water’s edge. Tikva appeared to be restraining her from getting closer to the water.
Within moments, Ambesah and Yardena were moving towards their daughter, calling out to her. “Tikva, what’s going on? Let her go!” Tikva looked alarmed and – realizing that she might be in trouble – was herself on the verge of tears as she released Esty. Moments later, Ambesah took hold of her and Yardena tried to see if Esty was OK.
Seconds after that, Daniel and Sivan, who had been standing farther away, were running over to the scene where their daughter was crying. Yardena crouched down and tried in vain to pacify Esty while Ambesah tried to get the full story from his daughter.
“What happened, Tikva?” Ambesah was hoping for a good answer as the most powerful man on his submarine approached the area with his wife. “Why is Esty crying so much? Why were you holding her like that?”
“Because…Because she wanted to go into the water, and I thought she might fall in.”
Sanbeto, who had also approached the chaotic scene, saw that his brother’s Pekingese puppy was now unsupervised, so he ran after the scampering dog and scooped it up.
“What do you mean she wanted to go in the water?” Ambesah asked. The pressure of having to justify herself by that point had become too much to bear and Tikva began to cry.
Esty was still trying to move toward the edge of the water, but Yardena was blocking her path, making Esty cry more. “No sweetie, it’s dangerous to get so close.”
As Sivan arrived on the scene moments later, she acknowledged Yardena’s supervision with a polite smile and took over. Sivan put her arms around her daughter and held her gently, caressing her hair. “What’s wrong, baby? Why are you trying to go into the water?” Daniel crouched down next to her as well.
“Are you OK, my little angel?” he asked.
“I want to get my starfish in the water…She
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