On the last night of Chanukah camp, bereaved children stand up before the entire camp and speak about their journey of healing.
The following is the speech from Moriah:
My name is Moriah and I am 14 years old.
My brother Neriah and seven of his friends were murdered in a terror attack at Merkaz Harav 10 years ago.
I joined OneFamily five years ago when I was in third grade.
I wanted to tell you about something that happened to me. After my brother Neriah was murdered, I experienced a serious incident that caused me to limp on my right foot. Last summer at camp something very meaningful happened to me.
Our group went ice skating and I was very scared because I did not want to skate and hurt my leg again, but then my group gave me a hand and walked with me together on the ice. It gave me strength and the feeling that I was not alone and there was someone with me who I could always hold on to.
And I succeeded! At first I did not believe in myself, but after they helped me, it gave me confidence and I could do it.
This year I did not want to dance. I was afraid everyone would laugh at me. My counselor did not give up on me. She insisted that I dance and that I ignore anyone who laughs. At the last minute, I decided to dance – and it made me feel like I should not give up on myself even when it was difficult.
Never give up on yourself.