Chapter 5, Moving North
1958 “We need to go to the doctor”, Mom told me when I woke up on a cold winter day. I had a terrible night, wheezing and coughing for hours. They had to call the doctor at the middle of the night, and he gave me a shot to help me breath. It wasn’t fun. Mom helped me dress, put Avi in the carriage and we walked to the doctor’s office. It was very cold outside, but it didn’t rain. You see, it is very dry in Be’er Sheva – Israel's Desert’s Capital. It gets very cold, but it hardly rains. Instead, we have wind, very strong wind. It picks up the dusty earth and blows it around, forming little tornado like swirls and sandstorms. “Your Son is allergic to the dust here,” said the doctor. “As I told you before, you must move to the north if you don’t want your son to develop asthma.” Yes, I know,” mom answered, “my husband is in Netanya looking for a place to move. He already found a job. He is a diamond polisher, apparently they have many shops where they polish diamonds in Netanya.” “Goo...