25/6/97
Over
the
moon,
down
to
earth
It
was
one
small
step
for
Neil
Armstrong,
but
a
giant
leap
for
Hava
Levi.
Hava
was
over
the
moon
just
24
hours
after
man
landed
on
it.
That
was
the
day
her
life
changed
dramatically
--
the
day
she
was
a
Miss
Universe
finalist.
If
you
ever
wondered
what
the
country's
most
beautiful
18-year-old
looks
like
28
years
later,
pack
a
lunch
and
spend
an
afternoon
gawking
at
Hava
through
her
storefront
window
at
203
Dizengoff
in
Tel
Aviv.
(Yeah,
some
nut
might
just
do
that.)
If
you're
a
flag-waving
feminist
who
thinks
no
self-respecting
woman
should
be
seen
without
a
chador,
maybe
you
should
skip
this
column
entirely.
Hava
no
longer
stops
traffic
when
she
moves
her
long,
lithe
legs.
Men
don't
gasp
anymore
when
her
Hollywoodish
5-foot-9
body
enters
a
room.
Women
probably
don't
seethe
with
jealousy
anymore
at
her
hypnotic
34-24-34
figure,
sparkling
green
eyes,
dark
blonde
hair.
She
may
be
well
into
middle
age,
but
the
joyride
ain't
yet
over.
Hava's
got
a
lot
going
for
her:
character,
humility,
confidence,
success,
perspective
--
and
on
top
of
all
that,
she
still
looks
gr-r-r-reat.
And
she's
got
memories
....
"In
the
Miss
Israel
contest
in
Jerusalem,
when
Teddy
Kollek
called
my
name
and
they
put
the
crown
on
my
head,
and
hundreds
of
reporters
and
photographers
came
at
me,
at
that
moment
I
realized
my
life
had
changed.
Suddenly,
I
was
somebody.
"They
took
me
by
taxi
to
Netanya,
to
a
hotel
where
all
the
girls
were
staying.
It
was
2
a.m.,
and
I
was
tired,
and
in
those
days
they
made
a
construction
site
out
of
hair,
a
beehive
style.
When
I
arrived
I
probably
looked
awful,
and
the
reception
clerk
looked
at
me
and
said,
'this
is
Miss
Israel?'
That
brought
me
down
to
earth
and
I
understood
not
everybody
will
think
I'm
beautiful."
The
blushingly
shy
girl
from
Haifa
won
a
spot
on
the
world
stage,
in
Miami
Beach,
a
few
miles
from
where
the
astronauts
rocketed
to
glory.
"It
was
my
first
time
out
of
Israel.
I
was
Jewish
in
Miami
Beach,
so
I
was
a
star;
they
all
wanted
to
marry
me
to
their
sons.
"It
was
so
exciting,
the
day
after
the
moon
landing.
They
took
us
to
Cape
Kennedy
to
see
the
button
that
was
pushed
to
put
a
man
on
the
moon.
"Bob
Barker
was
the
emcee,
and
when
they
asked
the
question
--
I
didn't
want
an
interpreter,
I
said
I
knew
English,
but
I
didn't
really
--
they
asked
how
I
would
entertain
the
first
man
on
the
moon
if
he
landed
next
to
my
house.
It
was
a
stupid
question.
I
didn't
understand
the
word
'entertain,'
so
I
asked
Bob
Barker,
and
he
said,
'to
have
fun.'
I
guess
I
lost
some
points
on
that."
She
also
apparently
didn't
understand
the
word
"man."
The
Jerusalem
Post
reported
that
Hava,
when
asked
to
write
on
a
form
who
she
thought
was
the
greatest
man
in
the
world,
wrote:
"Mrs.
Golda
Meir."
She
finished
fourth
behind
Misses
Philippines,
Australia
and
Finland.
"I
became
friendly
with
Miss
Tunisia,
a
beautiful
girl
named
Zohara.
We
roomed
together.
She
lived
in
Paris
and
spoke
only
French,
I
spoke
a
bit
of
English,
but
somehow
we
became
very
good
friends.
All
the
newspapers
made
a
big
thing
out
of
it."
She
smiles,
but
sadly.
"Israelis
were
popular
then,
more
than
now."
She
was
there
as
Miss
Israel,
not
as
Hava
Levi.
She
loves
her
country
deeply,
and
aches
from
every
lash
it
takes.
"I
was
a
representative
of
Israel,
I
went
to
the
Foreign
Ministry
and
they
lectured
me
how
to
speak,
what
to
say.
It
was
a
big
responsibility.
"We
stayed
in
Miami
Beach
for
a
month,
then
we
went
to
Brazil.
I
was
away
for
six
months,
then
came
back.
I
wanted
to
go
to
the
army."
As
you
can
imagine,
this
conscript
didn't
get
lost
in
the
crowd.
"When
I
went
to
basic
training,
800
girls
stared
at
me,
but
I
behaved
normal,
so
they
got
used
to
me."
"I
lived
away
from
Israel
for
two
years,
in
New
York,
and
hated
every
minute
of
it.
To
be
a
Jew
in
the
Diaspora
was
a
big
shock
to
me.
Here,
you
have
an
identity,
you
belong
to
a
place.
On
Yom
Kippur
in
New
York
--
my
husband's
family
was
very
religious
--
I
saw
Jews
working,
I
hated
it."
It
was
an
early,
short
and
unsuccessful
marriage.
After
a
couple
of
years,
at
age
29,
she
gladly
came
home.
"I'm
first
an
Israeli
and
then
a
Jew,
and
for
some
reason
my
husband
was
jealous
of
that."
She
didn't
remarry
until
some
years
later,
and
is
now
content
to
leave
the
glamor
behind
and
become
just
plain
old
Mom.
Not
so
her
12-year-old
daughter
and
nine-year-old
son.
"I
never
told
my
daughter
I
was
Miss
Israel.
When
she
was
four,
one
day
I
came
home
and
she
said
to
me,
'Mommy,
were
you
a
queen?'
She
heard
it
from
the
other
girls.
I
had
to
tell
her.
"My
son
is
very,
uh,
interested
in
it."
She
laughs.
"He
said,
'you
know,
Mommy,
when
you
were
young,
you
were
more
beautiful.'
He
says
it's
very
important
to
him
that
I
shouldn't
get
old."
Age,
she
says,
provides
security.
"I
don't
compete
with
younger
girls;
I'm
trying
to
enjoy
this
age.
At
40
you
wise
up,
take
stock.
You
can't
lie
to
yourself.
"I
accept
getting
older.
I
can't
say
it
doesn't
bother
me
at
all,
but
I
don't
spend
my
life
counting
wrinkles."
Hava
has
a
wholesome
attitude
because
of
her
upbringing:
her
parents
are
both
Polish-born
Holocaust
survivors
--
her
mother,
at
the
age
of
20,
walked
to
Russia,
arriving
a
day
before
Hitler's
invasion
--
and
came
here
in
1948,
on
the
Exodus.
"My
mother
always
taught
me
I
should
account
for
myself,
that
it's
important
to
be
independent,
to
study,
that
beauty
is
not
everything.
She's
a
big
Zionist.
She
taught
me
that
this
is
my
homeland,
that
I
should
never
forget
that.
My
upbringing
helped
me
keep
sight
of
proportions
--
that
it
doesn't
pay
to
let
it
go
to
your
head,
because
a
year
later
there's
another
beauty
queen.
"Even
after
I
became
Miss
Israel,
I
was
very
down
to
earth.
It
changed
me
in
a
good
sense.
I
understood
it
was
just
a
business,
actually
--
that
you're
not
really
the
most
beautiful
girl
in
the
world.
"Winning
it
wasn't
the
main
thing
in
my
life.
It
was
a
goal:
I
used
it.
"I
was
lucky
to
win,
and
get
good
things
out
of
it.
Some
beauty
queens
don't.
Some
just
forget
it
after
a
year
and
get
married
and
make
kids
and
get
fat.
I
didn't
do
that.
I
made
the
most
of
it."
Hava
went
on
to
become
a
successful
model
for
15
years,
and
now
runs
her
own
Dizengoff
Street
fashion
boutique,
Lace.
She
has
served
as
judge
at
more
recent
Miss
Israel
contests.
"I
saw
some
girls
who
didn't
win
leave
the
stage
before
it
ended."
She
shrugs
nonjudgmentally.
"Girls
now
are
much
more
aware.
When
I
was
18
I
was
so
naive.
Now,
they're
business-minded,
they
know
what
they
want;
they're
very
secure,
much
more
mature.
For
girls
now
the
world
is
so
open,
they
know
everything.
They
can
travel
when
they
want,
they
have
what
they
want.
"Women
of
the
older
generations,
they
had
a
tough
life,
and
it
shows.
But
women
my
age,
today
they're
not
considered
old
anymore.
I
see
a