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Watching the sun go down into the sea

Yesterday evening after work, my family and I went swimming at our nearest beach. Our nearest beach is Nasholim beach. One of the most amazing beaches in the world, it has everything a sea-lover might wish for. Small and large sea coves to explore, baby fish that you can either chase between the rocks or allow to nibble on your dead skin, a huge collection of sea shells and waves that are often large enough for surfing. You can look for the hidden mermaid's chair to make a sitting wish, catch some fish or sift for ancient archeological treasure. Our favourite bay at Nasholim is just big enough for a tiring swim from to one side to the other and back again. If you'd rather do beach instead of sea - the sand is white and soft and made for lazing. I usually stay in the water as much as possible. Life in Israel can be tense, so it is nice to float aimlessly without any thoughts in the Mediterranean sea. The summer is slowly coming to an end which means that the water is finally coo

The first rain has a name


Rain is so precious and anticipated here in Israel. 

Our long hot summers parch the land, man and beast. It's not just the heat - the hot winds from the Arabian peninsula squeeze the last drops of life out of any living organism and cover everything with a thick layer of dust.

It is no wonder that by the end of September, we start looking at the skies. Our very souls thirst for rain by then. This is also when religious Jews start to pray for rain three times a day in their daily prayers.


By the end of September, we've all had enough

Israelis start opening their weather apps again to check the weather.

During the summer it is very unnecessary to know that it will be another HOT day. 
We don't need to see a big dark red warning sign, filled with an impossible high number, to know that it hot as hell. Again and again, for every single day of our long hot summers?

Come September, we wait with bated breath for that first rain shower.


It is called "yoreh"

At first, I thought it was no wonder that there would be a special word for the first rain in the autumn. The Inuit have like fifty words for snow. So surely people so thirsty for rain would have a specific word for the first rains of the season. Right? Just a normal garden variety type of special word for the first rains of the season.

However, further investigation showed me that the word "yoreh" comes from the Bible. It is usually referred to as the early rains or first rain in English.

"I will give the rain of your land in its season, the first rain and the last rain, that you may gather in your corn, and your wine, and your oil" (Deuteronomy 11:14).


All the cool weird words come from the Bible

Religious Jewish scholars make it their lives' work to study the very words used in the Bible and the Talmud. They argue that if a writer has used a specific word, it is because they had a really good reason to so. 

The word "yoreh" is quite an odd word. It comes from the root (ירה‎) which is also the root for other Hebrew words that means to teach and to shoot. Shoot like in to fire a gun. Or to shoot an arrow.

Apparently the mental image that should appear when one studies the Hebrew word yoreh is that of an arrow shot right to its target, or a specific lesson from a teacher that goes to the students brain and stays there.

This is how religious scholars explain yoreh:

"The Talmud (Ta’anit 6a) explains that yoreh falls at the beginning of the rainy season, thus it is called a “teacher” because it “teaches”people when to reinforce their roofs and bring their produce indoors to avoid possibly being destroyed by subsequent rains."

In today's times, the first rain can be a prompt to start digging out your winter clothes from the back of the cupboard. And to look for the umbrellas and boots that were packed away nearly nine months ago. 

We are so used to wearing sandals and short sleeves in Israel that it is always a bit of a surprise to start feeling the cold.


So who is doing the shooting?

In Deuteronomy 32:2 there is another reference to how teaching is like rain:

“May my teaching drop as the rain, my speech distill as the dew, like gentle rain upon the tender grass, and like showers upon the herb”.

So we get it that the yoreh is like a teacher because it teaches us that winter is coming. This is a bit strange, no? You'd think that the colder evenings and shorter days would be like a major clue already.

But where does the shooting part come in? 

I searched around a bit and the only explanation that I can find is that the yoreh is like 'arrows shot from heaven into the earth'. 

When you think about it, this is actually a cool visual image. One can imagine that a writer, who lived thousands of years ago, wanted his readers to 'see' the image of rain plunging into a thirsty land. 

Why not use a arrow as symbol, flying true and straight to its mark? In those days everyone probably knew exactly what a volley of arrows in the sky looked like. 


The last rain also has a name

The last rains in Israel also has its own name, which is malkosh. This rain falls more or less in April, in the springtime.

This word is connected to the Hebrew word for reaping (mekoshesh) because the malkosh rain falls near the spring harvest, right before the produce is reaped.

And then after the malkosh fell, we enter our long hot summers and soon our souls yearn again for the yoreh.

Some reference links:

https://www.haaretz.com/.premium-word-of-the-day-yoreh-1.5179665

https://ohr.edu/6949

https://www.oneforisrael.org/bible-based-teaching-from-israel/the-former-latter-rains-in-israel/

https://www.oneforisrael.org/holidays/the-former-latter-rains-in-israel/


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