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    MASSACRE IN AUSTRALIA: CHANUKAH IN THE SHADOW OF TERROR

    The light of
    Chanukah this
    year is dimmed
    and diminished
    even before it is
    lit. The news of a
    horrific terror
    attack at a Chanukah event at Bondi
    Beach in Australia has shaken us to the
    core. Ten innocent people were
    murdered, among them the Chabad
    Rabbi, Rabbi Eli Schlanger Hy”d.
    Australia has become a hotbed of
    antisemitism, met far too often with a
    grossly insufficient response by
    government and authorities. Chanukah
    begins with a painful reminder that
    when our enemies march to the chant
    of “globalize the intifada,” they mean
    it. And they must be confronted.
    It is far too soon to truly process or
    respond to such a heinous crime. But
    anyone with a sensitive soul cannot
    avoid the question that rises unbidden
    in the heart. How do we light candles,
    gather with family, sing songs of
    gratitude, spin the dreidel, and eat
    latkes in the shadow of such devastating
    loss and tragedy?
    Two years ago, six holy hostages held
    captive by the evil Hamas terrorists
    gathered around a makeshift menorah
    fashioned from paper cups to light
    Chanukah candles. In an act of cruelty
    meant to compound the suffering of the
    hostage families, their wicked captors
    recorded the moment on video. That
    footage was later discovered by the
    IDF in Gaza, shared privately with the
    families, and only recently released in
    time for Chanukah this year. The video
    shows each of the hostages thin,
    weakened, but still alive. Some even
    smile at the camera. Among them is
    Hersh Goldberg Polin, missing the
    lower half of his left arm, blown off by
    a grenade on October 7.
    In the video, almost impossible to
    comprehend, the hostages can be heard
    singing the beracha of Shehechiyanu,
    thanking Hashem for enabling them to
    reach that moment. Ultimately, all six,
    Hersh Goldberg Polin, Eden
    Yerushalmi, Ori Danino, Alex Lobanov,
    Carmel Gat, and Almog Sarusi, were
    brutally murdered by their captors in a
    tunnel in Rafah on August 29, 2024.
    Their bodies were discovered by Israeli

    troops two days later.
    Released hostages later shared that
    when they encountered Hersh in
    captivity, he strengthened them with
    words of encouragement. He would
    quote the teaching made famous by
    Viktor Frankl, that those who have a
    why to live can bear almost any how.
    That belief empowered Frankl to
    survive the Holocaust. Though Hersh
    was ultimately murdered, it gave him
    the courage to live each day in captivity,
    and through it, he helped others survive
    and return home.
    On that recently released video, as
    Hersh and the others light the menorah,
    he can be heard likening their
    circumstance to the Holocaust, saying,
    “There’s that picture of the Chanukkiah
    with a Nazi flag above it.”
    If six hostages held captive by the evil
    enemies of our time, tortured and
    starved, could nevertheless push back
    the darkness with the light of the
    menorah, then we too can find the will
    and the way to respond to darkness
    with light. If they could smile and sing
    Shehechiyanu in that moment, then we
    can not only say Shehechiyanu, but
    sing it and mean it, more grateful than
    ever to be alive and present in this
    moment.
    The Jews of Australia, and Jews around
    the world, are not the first to confront
    the challenge of lighting Chanukah
    candles against a backdrop of darkness.
    Two years ago, six hostages found a
    way to light in the darkest of places.
    Over eighty years before them, in the
    depths of Bergen Belsen, Jews also
    found a way to light and to sing
    Shehechiyanu.
    In her Hasidic Tales of the Holocaust,
    Professor Yaffa Eliach shared the
    extraordinary story of Chanukah in
    Bergen Belsen:
    Chanukah came to Bergen Belsen. It
    was time to kindle the Chanukah lights.
    A jug of oil was not to be found. No
    candle was in sight. A menorah
    belonged to the distant past. Instead, a
    wooden clog, the shoe of one of the
    inmates, became a menorah. Strings
    pulled from a concentration camp
    uniform became wicks, and black camp
    shoe polish became oil.

    Not far from heaps of
    bodies, living skeletons
    assembled to participate
    in the kindling of the
    Chanukah lights. The
    Rabbi of Bluzhov lit the
    first light and chanted
    the first two blessings in
    his pleasant voice, the
    melody filled with
    sorrow and pain. When
    he was about to recite
    the third blessing, he
    stopped. He turned his
    head and looked around
    as if searching for
    something.
    Then he turned back to
    the quivering lights and,
    in a strong, reassuring, comforting
    voice, recited the third blessing.
    “Blessed are You, Hashem our G-d,
    King of the Universe, who has kept us
    alive, preserved us, and enabled us to
    reach this season.”
    Among those present was Mr.
    Zamietchkowski, one of the leaders of
    the Warsaw Bund, a sincere and
    thoughtful man with a passion for
    discussing faith and truth. When the
    ceremony concluded, he pushed his
    way to the Rabbi and said, “Spira, I
    understand your need to light Chanukah
    candles in these wretched times. I can
    even understand the second blessing,
    ‘Who performed miracles for our
    fathers in days of old at this season.’
    But the third blessing I cannot
    understand. How could you thank G-d
    for keeping us alive when hundreds of
    Jewish bodies lie in the shadows of the
    Chanukah lights, when thousands of
    living skeletons walk this camp, and
    millions more are being massacred?
    For this you are thankful? This you call
    keeping us alive?”
    “Zamietchkowski, you are one hundred
    percent right,” the Rabbi answered.
    “When I reached the third blessing, I
    too hesitated. I asked myself what to
    do. I turned my head to ask the Rabbi
    of Zaner and other distinguished rabbis
    standing near me whether I could recite
    it. But as I turned, I saw behind me a
    large throng of living Jews. Their faces
    were filled with faith, devotion, and
    focus as they listened to the kindling of
    the Chanukah lights.

    “I said to myself that if G-d has such a
    nation, a people who at a time like this,
    when they see before them the bodies
    of their beloved fathers, brothers, and
    sons, when death lurks in every corner,
    still stand together listening with
    devotion to the blessing ‘Who
    performed miracles for our fathers in
    days of old at this season,’ then I am
    obligated to recite the third blessing.”
    That night in Bergen Belsen, Mr.
    Zamietchkowski saw only what lay
    before him, death and unbearable
    suffering. The Rebbe saw that as well.
    But he also saw another layer of truth
    that was just as real. He saw a people
    who clung to faith and refused to
    surrender their spiritual dignity even in
    the most horrific circumstances.
    Sadly, we have a long history of
    Chanukah overlapping with tragedy
    and loss. But we also have a sacred
    tradition of finding faith despite
    circumstance, and of stubbornly
    insisting on bringing light even when
    surrounded by darkness.
    Our hearts and thoughts are with the
    Jewish community and all decent
    people of Australia. We pray for the
    families of those murdered, for the
    complete recovery of those injured,
    and for the healing of all who have
    been traumatized. As we light candles
    this year, we are not ignoring the
    darkness. We are following in the
    footsteps of those who came before us,
    responding to it with deeper faith,
    stronger resolve, and an even greater
    commitment to spread light.