We are not surprised when we get off the bus in front of the nursing home – home is not the right word. Residence? Department? – Tonight we are five and very excited: Rebecca and Vanessa were already at Shoshana last year and are looking forward to seeing her again. But since the last visit, the resolute Shoshana has moved into this retirement home and we do not know what to expect.
As Shoshana opens the door, it quickly becomes clear that just as the building is not a typical retirement home, this lady has not grown weaker or older. Attentively and critically she looks at us. Why are we singles? What do we do for a living? Do we still have enough cookies? Coffee? Am I writing what she says? – But she is not just worried about us. “The world is abnormal in a variety of ways,” she says, and worries that there will be another war. She observes the developments in world affairs with great concern, but she also has hope: “The future belongs to the children,” she says, as we hand over the letters from German students to her, “and I hope they make her better than she was – or as she is. “
Shoshana still dreams of peace for Israel and peace around the world. She says we make the world better with our work and hugs us all goodbye as if we’ve known her forever.
In the last three and a half hours we have met a strong, extraordinary woman. We are tired as we search for Shoshana’s favorite sculpture in the lobby. Shoshana wanted to entertain us until late into the night.