The first day — the first meetings, first smiles, the first “we are together”.
"Mishpakhton Yahad" opened its arms: acquaintance, discovery, new faces and familiar hearts near![]()
We started creating space, where every voice and every look matters.
And the end was a party in the style of the 90s
— with music, that brings back memories, and dancing, that unite generations![]()
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It was a day, which managed to fit everything: from tenderness to carefree frenzy.
The next day was Shabbat.
Shabbat at the camp is not just a day of rest. It's the feeling of home, wherever we are.
On Friday evening, our "Mishpakhton Yahad" was filled with light - in candles, in songs, looking at each other.
We met Shabbat together - as families, communities, for generations.
Joint prayer, cozy atmosphere, festive meal and conversations, which unite more strongly.
And on Saturday - rest, study and just silence, which we allowed ourselves.
Shabbat shalom![]()



















