Ari Elon (Hebrew: ארי אלון) (born 1950) is an Israeli writer, a Talmud scholar and educator.
Elon was born in Jerusalem in 1950, He is the son of former Israel Supreme Court Justice Menachem Elon. Elon's brothers include the Israeli politician, MK Benny Elon, Rabbi Mordechai Elon and Be'er Sheva District Court Judge Joseph ("Sefi") Elon .
Despite the family's religious background He became secular at a young age. he taught Talmud and Midrash at The Hebrew University of Jerusalem. Elon taught at various institutions throughout Israel, including BINA Center for Jewish Identity and Hebrew Culture, and served as the director of the Rabbinic Texts Program at the Reconstructionist Rabbinical College in Philadelphia.
Ari may refer to:
For the beer brand see Šariš (beer).
Šariš is the traditional name of a region situated in northeastern Slovakia. It encompasses the territory of the former (comitatus) Sáros county.
Šariš county was created before the 13th century from the comitatus Novi Castri (named after Novum Castrum, today Abaújvár), which also included the later counties Abov and Heves. The county's territory was situated along Torysa and upper Topľa rivers. Its area was 3,652 km² around 1910. The original seat of the county was Šariš Castle and since the 17th century, Prešov.
Šariš region is one of the 21 Slovakia's official tourist regions, however, it isn't an administrative region unlike its predecessor. Today, the region is mostly in the Prešov Region, fully including Prešov, Sabinov, and Bardejov districts, and partly including Stará Ľubovňa, Kežmarok, Vranov nad Topľou, Svidník and Stropkov districts. A small part of the region is located in the Košice Region, with Košice-okolie, and very small parts of Košice I and Gelnica districts. Major towns in the region include Prešov, Bardejov and Svidník.
Šarić (Serbian Cyrillic: Шарић, sometimes spelled Saric or Sharich in English) is a surname common in Croatia, Bosnia and Herzegovina, and Serbia. It may refer to:
This is our campaigne.
we will destroy fear.
and all my friends are gone.
they packed their lives and they disappered on that great big ship,
and i sank was i watched it go down.
I hear the boots marching in line
through the trenches through my mind.
we'll bury them where they fall and
remember how they faught for our last breath.
we're not coming back,
because all our friends are gone.
they crossed the line and they're one man
short of a pleasure cruise
as we sink please remember a
hero's day will come. a hero's day will come soon
i hear boots marching in line
through the trenches through my mind.
we'll bury them where they fall
and remember how they fight.
as they fall, so do we.
bury us here where we fall.
fight the good fight for all.
bury them where they fall with the mud in their eyes
and shrapnel in their mouths.
i hear the boots marching in lin
through the trenches through my mind
we'll bury them where they fall