[bs-thumbnail-listing-2 columns="4" title="Picture of the day in Haifa" tag="35" count="4" pagination-show-label="0" pagination-slides-count="3" slider- animation-speed="750" slider-autoplay="1" slider-speed="3000" bs-show-desktop="1" bs-show-tablet="1" bs-show-phone="1" paginate= "slider"]
I am almost a native of Bat Galim, I reached the age of 5 and my entire childhood was made and built in Bat Galim. Studying? At a school about Alia (the teacher Yosifon who knows) Barchat Bat Galim. A competitive summer swimming in tights from Migdal Baracha. A group of residents of Bat Galim. The negro, the savior. Uzi, David Margolis. The Beck family, and unfortunately the age and names have been forgotten, I apologize. A picture of me playing a wooden violin next to the stage. It was about the age of 7 and closing a circle. My grandfather Zel was a permanent resident in the cafe in front of the casino every Saturday. Before everyone included me, I sat on the tree watching movies from the 40s and 50s, at the open-air Kompaniz cinema. On Shabbat evening, all the residents of Bat Galim, from children to the elderly, would spend time at the cinema and then at the restaurant which was (today a restaurant,