In Israel, large families meet almost at every step. This is a scene I watched on the bus. In the city route falls such a mommy - young, by the way, and with her - an orava person at 6 years of age from six months to 10 years. They jump into the bus with a cheerful cheek, begin to sit on the seats... The driver of the bus, of course, patiently waits and does not touch from the spot until everyone comes down, to the dissatisfaction of some passengers. One aunt so innocently turns to the side of her mom, say, than to pull them all, so half could leave at home. To which Mommy so disarmedly smiles and shyly answers: - And I did so... The passengers whisper, the aunt who cried, too. I probably expected to hear any response, but such a...