I was born a year after the end of World War II when my parents made their way from Russia to an immigrant camp in Germany. Two and a half years later their way led them back to our fatherland, Israel. From the age of four, I carry with me the first memories of the neighborhood of small huts in Afula. That desolated hut neighborhood amidst the fields nourished me with the entire materials for the dreams that attend me to this day.