This latest Arab attempt to murder Jews is gaining a bit more notoriety since the intended victim is somewhat of a star; “Latma” Satire YouTube TV’s Ronit Avrahamoff Shapira. Traveling in the targeted vehicle her husband and their children. Sadly, in most cases of rock attacks, the decision makers feel the incidents are not newsworthy unless chas v’sholom there is serious injuries or fatalities. R”L.

Ronit tells of her ordeal in a Facebook posting. The incident she describes occurred on Sunday night, the eve of 23 Tammuz 5773. Her husband Eliezer was at the wheel.

“The rock terror has reached us, the Shapira family, too. An Arab terrorist tried to murder us too, tonight.

“We were traveling in our car in Shomron at 22:00. Leizi (Eliezer) identifies rocks on the road, understands what is happening. He shouts to me, to protect our babies in the back seat, and as fast as the speed of light, a stone (Not just any stone. Think of a large rock, and now think bigger. Something the size of a nice grapefruit) smashes the window next to me.

“There are pieces of glass everywhere. On my body, in every possible place, on our babies. They are reclining innocently in their seats and a million bits of glass, large and small, cover them. And a kind of glass dust, that only G-d knows how to clean off of them. And off of me.

“I am injured. There is blood. A little, but blood nonetheless. On my face face and on the hands. On my baby’s leg. We flee for our lives scared to death that more rocks may be headed our way. I am not sure what is going on. Are we being fired upon? When the rocks hit the car the noise is powerful, like gunshots. In addition, there is the flying glass and the blood.

“Luckily, Leizi the hero does not lose control of the wheel. Luckily, he shouted to me in time, I bent over and protected the children. Most of the pieces of glass hit me and I avoided getting hit in the head by a rock. Let us only make it safely to the nearest checkpoint!

“We made it. We can emerge from our shellshock now. Or not. I am trembling while checking to determine if everyone is okay. Thank G-d, we are. At the checkpoint, they debrief us, they ask us a lot of questions, we clean ourselves, the children and the car from tons of broken glass (who knew a window had so much glass in it?), and we try to calm down. It’s true, they tried to murder us just now, but we emerged safe. We can try to start breathing now.

“In the newscasts tomorrow people will once again wag their fingers about the ‘terrible terrorism’ in which walls are sprayed with ‘price tag’ slogans, and ignore – once again – an attempted murder, one of many that take place on our roads every day, because who cares?

“Our partners in peace want us to die. That is what they want. One cannot make peace with murderers. The murderers have blood on their hands and I have blood on my forehead. Shalom.”

(YWN – Israel Desk, Jerusalem)