Michal Govrin didn’t understand what drew her parents to Bnei Brak. She knew her mother had friends there, because her parents sometimes celebrated social occasions with them, but she couldn’t figure out what the connection was between her secular parents, who lived in Tel Aviv, and their Haredi – ultra-Orthodox – friends in the neighboring city. For her, it was the most puzzling thing in the world. “I was a snobby Tel Aviv kid, anti-religious by definition,” she recalls, “and that was a whole other world for me. Like they were traveling to another country.” Her mother didn’t really explain it. Indeed, there were a great many things her mother didn’t explain.