A Personal Story of a Beit Shemesh Break-In
In connection with all the break-ins here in Beit Shemesh, I relate the following story, heard directly from the protagonists.
They are a young couple living at the edge of Ramah Alef. After a week and a half vacation, they came back one evening and had a break-in the next morning, Heaven save us. The burglars were watching the house and must not have realized their return.
This is how it went down.
The women of the house woke up alone. Her husband had already left in the morning darkness. She heard knocks on the door but ignored them, as usual; she was alone, and they live at the edge of the neighborhood. When the knocking increased, she peeked through the curtains and saw an unfamiliar face. So again, she did nothing. Eventually, she hears a man on the phone saying "It's OK".
The women continues going about her morning routine. This time she hears what sounds like metal being dragged. Must be the upstairs neighbors, she thinks. In fact, this was the sound of the back door, between her laundry room and backyard, being broken off its hinges.
She walks into the bathroom. As she opens the door to enter, she sees a man approaching in the opposite direction from the laundry room.
The woman screamed. A scream like hers was last heard by Mordechai in Shushan and during Egypt's Firstborn Plague. Her yell caused several cows to abort, a hurricane and a half in Africa, critical changes in the makeup of certain chemicals, and more. It's a good thing, too.
But the man, wearing sunglasses and baseball cap, without apology or alarm, turned around and left the same way he came
The lesson? Best read our article on burglar prevention tips.
With Heaven's help, Yehuda Segal