RECAP:
stepping back in time...
Note: The following text is a quote:
http://internet-haganah.com/harchives/002201.html
22 June 2004
The value of paying attention...
jewishworldreview.com:
Shlomit was driving on a main highway in Israel, on her way to a town inside the green line, to visit her married daughter and grandchildren. She found herself behind a large garbage truck, but, not being in a hurry and preferring not to pass on a busy road, she drove contentedly along behind him, listening to a CD of Devora Gila, a religious female Joan Baez-type singer. The yellow license plate on the truck in front of her indicated that it was owned by an Israeli. The cars of Palestinian drivers living under the jurisdiction of the Palestinian Authority have white or green plates. There are, however, Arab-owned vehicles with yellow plates those belonging to Arab residents of East Jerusalem.
Shlomit noticed that other cars were flying by them, but a car with white plates remained steadfastly behind her. She was sandwiched between the two.
After a while, the garbage truck pulled over to the side of the road and Shlomit passed it. Something made her glance up at her rear view mirror, and she saw that the Palestinian car was also pulling over. Shlomit saw the driver get out and hand a small package to the driver of the garbage truck.
This, she thought the transfer of something from a white-plate to a yellow-plate driver was a little odd.
So Shlomit, being a good citizen, upon reaching a roadblock several miles up the road, told the story to a soldier manning the post.
“Would you mind sticking around for a few minutes?” he asked.
“No problem,” said Shlomit and settled down with a cup of coffee kindly offered by the young man in the bulletproof vest and helmet.
A few minutes later the garbage truck rolled into the roadblock lane. Having yellow plates, it should have passed through fairly easily. But the soldiers, tipped off by Shlomit, examined his cab even more carefully than usual. They found the little package and opened it.
It contained explosives. My friend Shlomit probably saved some lives that day.
Posted on 22 June 2004 @ 14:57