Last month, I received an email from a Hebrew language school in Sodom for a summer immersion course. The email was written in Hebrew, and it was addressed directly to me. I weighed it in my head. Would I manage to return to the land? The last time I tried to come back, I was stopped at the border. They took my biometric data and made me sign a document citing the reason for my deportation: “Illegal migration.” They kept me where they kept the refugees fleeing from Ukraine. Unlike them, a security detail accompanied me until I boarded the plane.