The children began to cry and shake when they heard the thunder and saw the lightning during the camp dance. One girl fainted. Another hugged a counselor so hard that she dug her fingernails into the woman's back.If only the choice was hers.
Everyone had the same thought: The boom from the sky was a Qassam rocket.
The boys and girls had traveled from Sderot, Israel, a dusty, war-torn desert outpost one mile from Gaza, to spend a month at Jewish camps in New Hampshire and Brighton.
..."The noise returned me to Sderot," Sabrina Eliaev, 12, said in Hebrew, offering an elegant comparison of her life there and her life in New Hampshire: "But I know that thunder doesn't kill people, so I would agree to having thunder in Sderot instead of the Qassams."
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