The atmosphere is pastoral; lawns, green trees and flowers everywhere. It is not the atmosphere one expects in a place located so very close to constant hostility from a war mongering neighbor. It is normal life atmosphere. But the Israeli tanks dashing nearby were the reality check reminder of where I was standing and what I was seeing.
Beyond the border fence I saw the Kfar Aza farmers working their fields that are literally touching Gaza. My host, Amos, 86, who is the most senior member of the kibbutz, born in Kibbutz Ayelet Hashachar, located in Upper Galilee, to a mother who arrived to the land from Ukraine and a father from Poland before the birth of the state of Israel, told me that before the Oslo Agreements, which I personally think was a devastating idea and decision to which Israel gave birth to and is still acting upon, Gazans worked for Kfar Aza and till today there is some communication going on between people who know each other for many years.
Kfar Aza is one of many Israeli communities forming the front line of Israel. Sderot, the southern town that much in the news for its suffering from Gaza rockets’ fire is not as close to the border as this community is.
You want to have peace, you need to take the politicians out of the equation, show strength of no if and but and you start a revolutionary education to end the incitement, brainwash and the propaganda the Hamas, the Palestinian Authority and others like them use on their people. All else will forever fail and there will never be peace. Only people to people will slowly bring about true peace.