Lianne Sharabi
Lianne was born in February 1975, in the bedroom of Gill and Pete Brisley. She was the third child, after Neil and Ian. Steve was born after her. In her youth, the two older brothers had already left home to study. Lianne and Steve grew up together and were good friends. Over the years, the siblings were scattered across the globe. Neil in Canada, Ian in Tenerife, Lianne in Israel. Steve remains close to his parents in Bristol, and today in Wales. Throughout the years, Lianne kept in touch with all the family members. They often visited each other. Christmas was the holiday when the family would reunite, and Lianne traveled there with the family every year, except during the Corona period.
Lianne studied at Mangotsfield School and excelled especially in music. In her teenage years, she found herself various jobs: a vegetable store, an old people's home, and helping young people with disabilities. After she finished her studies, she worked for a short time in a law firm, then she decided to travel the world. Lianne went with her brother to France, found a job and traveled there for about three months.
In April 1995 she turned 20, and she decided to try the kibbutz experience. She contacted an office in London that recruited volunteers for kibbutzim. A group of ten volunteers was formed, who met for the first time at the airport. With them she came to Be’eri. The plan was to stay there for three months. But Lianne would stay a little, actually a lot, longer. "I met Eli after several months, and I stayed for him, because of him," she said on the show "Excuse me for asking" on local television.
Lianne returned to England, but after a few weeks Eli knocked on her door and proposed to her. In July 2000, Eli and Lianne got married in a modest ceremony in Bristol. Two weeks later, they celebrated their wedding at a party in Be’eri. The parents accepted the new situation, according to her "because you don't argue with a girl in love". But there was longing. For the family, the language, the humor, the English mentality, the sense of belonging, the beer. Lianne made sure to come home to England once or twice a year. Still, Be’eri became her home.
Lianne's first job was at the grocery store. She was amazing with her diligence, the dexterity of her fingers on the register, and the way she remembered everything about everyone. It wasn't long before she was recruited to the printing press, where she worked for 22 years - at first in the ticket/card department, then in accounting. When the girls grew up, she allowed herself to go to school, and worked with the dentist in the treatment room and managing appointments, funny and laughing at everything. Especially at her voluntary exile in a Middle Eastern country plagued by irresponsible politicians.
Lianne was an honorary member of the local Anglos, a large group of volunteers who found their homes in the kibbutz. Together they had shared meals without the natives, their partners. Occasionally, Lianne could be coaxed onstage to play the saxophone or sing from the bottom of her heart.
In 2007 Noya was born, and Yahel three years after that. The girls were the center of Lianne's universe. She took care of them with devotion and protected them like a lioness. It goes without saying that she didn't forget to laugh at them from time to time, because "why would you have girls if you can't laugh at them". The girls were blessed with a special mix of Yemeni-European beauty, and Lianne made sure to educate them in the spirit of the United Kingdom, including manners and courtesy. Homework was mandatory.
Lianne, Noya and Yahel were murdered on Saturday morning, October 7, 2023.
May her memory be blessed.
