article from the chabad israel center of l.a. magazine sept. 2007...
editors note: the holy temple in jerusalem was twice destroyed ~ by the romans in the year 69 ce and previously by the babylonians on the same date (tisha b'av) in 423 bce... one wall remains standing as a living symbol of the jewish people's ownership over the land of israel and the city of jerusalem ~ the kotel hamaaravi or "western wall"...
what follows is an excerpt (translated from the hebrew) from the memoir of rabbi moshe segal (1904-1985)... a lubavitcher chassid who was active in the struggle to free the holy land from british rule...
article: in those years, the area in front of the kotel did not look as it does today. only a narrow alley separated the kotel and the arab houses on its other side. the british government forbade us to place an ark, tables or benches in the alley; even a small stool could not be brought to the kotel. the british also instituted the following ordinances, designed to humble the jews at the holiest place of their faith; it is forbidden to pray out loud, lest one upset the arab residents; it is forbidden to read from the torah (those praying at the kotel had to go to one of the synagogues in the jewish quarter to conduct the torah reading); it is forbidden to sound the shofar on rosh hashana and yom kippur. the british government placed policemen at the kotel to enforce these rules.
on yom kippur of that year (1930) i was praying at the kotel. during the brief intermission between the musaf and mincha prayers, i overheard people whispering to each other: "where will we go to hear the shofar? it'll be impossible to blow here. there are as many policemen as people praying..." the police commander himself was there, to make sure that the jews will not, G-d forbid, sound the single blast that closes the fast.
i listened to these whisperings, and thought to myself: can we possibly forgo the sounding of the shofar that accompanies our proclamation of the sovereignty of G-d? can we possibly forgo the the sounding of the shofar, which symbolizes the redemption of israel? true, the sounding of the shofar at the close of yom kippur is only a custom, but "a jewish custom is torah!" i approached rabbi yitzchak horenstein, who served as the rabbi of our "congregation", and said to him:
"give me a shofar."
"what for?"
"i'll blow."
"what are you talking about? don't you see the police?"
"i'll blow."
the rabbi abruptly turned away from me, but not before he cast a glance at the prayer stand at the left end of the alley. i understood: the shofar was in the stand. when the hour of the blowing approached, i walked over to the stand and leaned against it.
i opened the drawer and slipped the shofar into my shirt. i had the shofar, but what if they saw me before i had a chance to blow it? i was still unmarried at the time, and following the ashkenazic custom, did not wear a talit. my request must have been strange to him, but the jews are a kind people, especially at the holiest moments of the holiest day, and he handed me his talit without a word.
i wrapped myself in the talit. at that moment, i felt that i had created my own private domain. all around me, a foreign government prevails, ruling over the people of israel even on their holiest day and at their holiest place, and we are not free to serve our G-d; but under this talit is another domain. here i am under no dominion save that of my Father in heaven; here i shall do as He commands me, and no force on earth will stop me.
when the closing verses of the neilah prayer ~ "hear o' israel", "blessed be the Name" and the L-rd is G-d" ~ were proclaimed, i took the shofar and blew a long, resounding blast. everything happened very quickly. many hands grabbed me. i removed the talit from over my head, and before me stood the police commander, who ordered my arrest.
i was taken to the kishla, the prison in the old city, and an arab policeman was appointed to watch over me. many hours passed; i was given no food or water to break my fast. at midnight, the policeman received an order to release me, and he let me out without a word.
i then learned that when the chief rabbi of the holy land, rabbi avraham yitzchak kook, heard of my arrest, he immediately contacted the secretary of the high commissioner of Eretz Yisrael (the commissioner was sir john chancellor... nik.ed) and asked that i be released. when his request was refused, he stated that he would not break his (own) fast until i was freed. the high commissioner resisted for many hours, but finally, out of respect for the rabbi, he had no choice but to set me free.
for the next 18 years, until the arab conquest of the old city in 1948, the shofar was sounded at the kotel every yom kippur. the british well understood the significance of this blast; they knew that it will (would) ultimately demolish their rule over our land as the walls of jericho crumbled before the shofar of joshua, and they did everything in their power to prevent it. but every yom kippur, the shofar was sounded by men who know (knew) they would be arrested for their part in staking our claim on the holiest of our possessions.
(my commentary to follow)... shabat shalom... nik. out...
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