In Memoriam of:

Tair Bira

Age: 22

From: Kibbutz Be'eri

In Loving Memory of the Innocent Souls Taken Too Soon. United in peace, their light shines on in the hearts left behind. October 7, 2023, a day of sorrow, but their memories guide us toward a hopeful tomorrow.

Tair, the eldest of three siblins, turned out to be a particularly smart girl - "the genius of the family". It seems that she received the whole range of talents. She was humane and realistic, painted and wrote and sang and taught herself to play the guitar. Took five math units but chose to finish high school with an art major. A very sensitive, gentle girl, unable to hurt anyone, one who asks for forgiveness even when you have to ask for forgiveness from her. Big and present sister. Helped in lessons, consulted and counseled, seeked closeness, sand karaoke on Fridays in the living room with Tahel. A sister who didnt cast a shadow but shed light. It was good to step into her light and it was easy to hold onto her.

When she finished high school, she decided to go for a year of service and within the framework of the Naalah organization (youth who come before their parents) she was responsible for the reception of youth from the Commonwealth of Nations (FSU) in the Kadori youth village. She herself was the daughter of new immigrant from Argentina (Yasmin, z"l) and she became a guide for new immigrants that didnt have the language or culture of Israel. She helped them plant new roots, an older sister also serves for them. It was a significant year, shaped her life, a year in which she discovered her abilities. In 2021, she enlisted in the army and served in a classified position as a non-commissioned officer-in-charge in the Tsarifin camp. She did her job with distinction, but at the end of the service she already wanted to go home. Not to a separate housing unit in the kibbutz to which she was entitled due to her age, but to Yahav and Tal and the parents.

Tahel, 16, and Tair, 23, were so young when they were killed. They haven't had time to collect resumes yet, to realize some of the great loves that their abundant hearts hoped for. They just stood on the starting line, filled with the future, and have already been plucked away.
Adolescence is characterized by the need to separate and move away from parents in order to grow wings. It is often accompanied by distance from parents and slamming doors. But that's not how the three children in the Bira family behaved. 

Everyone who was close to the family knew about the special relationship. He knew that each of the family members preferred to be with the family, the family first. Five people and one Poncho dog - who accompanied the family for 12 years and was also murdered - who were bound and wrapped around each other. They are careful about shared meals, shared trips, language and inner jokes. A family where everyone is for everyone and everyone is for one. And one left.

Three months before the Black Shabbat, Yasmin and Oron went to Portugal for a couple's trip. Longing for the children pushed them to take action: they went into a local tattoo shop and asked for a joint tattoo. When finished, send the photo to the children. On their outstretched arms the children could read their names engraved in the skin: Tair, Yahav, Tahl.

On Friday, October 6, 2023, the family went out to a restaurant and a movie. Yahav's girlfriend also joined. When they parted, Yasmin and Oron and the two girls headed home, while Yahav and his girlfriend headed to his apartment in the kibbutz. On Saturday, at 10:58 the last sign of life was heard. Tair called Lihav from the safe room. Screams, gunshots, silence and words in Arabic were heard through the phone. Eleven days later, all their bodies were identified in the area near the kibbutz.

The poet Rachel wrote in a poem called Mati about the living dead, the dead that death will never stab its sharp knife into. She also wrote to Lihav from the distance of the years: "They are the only ones left to me, only in them only, death will not pierce my sharp knife. At the turn of the road, at the dawn of the day, I will be surrounded by deafness, I will be silent. A true covenant is for us, an inseparable bond, only what is lost to me is my memorium forever". Lihav remains a great memorium.


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