Passports, Part II

So you may remember from my last post that I've been on an incredibly exasperating, seemingly endless journey to obtain paperwork for my Israeli citizenship from the Ministry of the Interior. The whole process has been slightly complicated due to language barriers, which I must admit is a little surprising considering that in a country where thousands of Anglos make Aliyah every year, English proficiency is apparently not a requirement for working in the main office of immigration - despite being a prerequisite for most jobs in the service industry in Tel Aviv.

My initial attempt to get a passport ended with me retreating in shameful defeat as the intolerable misrad hap'nim clerks turned me away empty handed due to a lack of proper documentation. Momma Dorfman sure was pleased to receive a hysterical long distance phone call that night, requesting that she dig up my birth certificate from the safe deposit box and priority mail it to the Middle East.

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Journey into Zionism Young American atheist details her volunteering adventures in Israel and her voyage into becoming a Zionist.

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