Mandela and me - and the girl who got away
The Haaretz columnist remembers a particularly frigid winter in Tira, with a famous picture of 'Nilson' on a pretty girl's wall.
"How are you getting along in the cold?” my mother asked on the phone, as I was making my way from Jerusalem to give a lecture in the community center at a moshav. “We’re okay,” I replied. “It’s very pleasant at home, not cold at all.”
“Good,” she said. “And are you sending the children to school tomorrow or letting them stay home? Maybe the best...