The Original Walkman
By Matania Ginosar
You probably have already seen people walking with a
very small Bluetooth
headset in one ear talking with their cellphone hand
free.
It is quite common here; no one pays attention to it
any more.
But in Tel Aviv they did pay a lot of attention.
Sixty eight years ago I walked with "slightly" larger
earphones on my ears
listening to music, with probably the first Walkman in
the world, and almost
everyone was looking at me
I was building, like many other kids, crystal radio
sets. I made different
size coils, bought a variable air condenser to select
the right frequency,
and build the circuits needed --for those who know
radio essentials. I
bought a radio crystal with a flexible needle that was
fairly stable (a
sharp needle touching a crystal allows radio waves to
go one way only,
essentially extracting the audio from the radio
frequency signal. When I was
satisfied with the reception of the only Hebrew
station in the country (a
few Arab ones from Jordan and Lebanon were heard
sometimes too), I built a
small wooden box for it, some five by three by five inches,
and installed the
miniaturized set in it. I connected a five foot wire
antenna to it, I used a
set of earphones, nearly identical to today's small
units, and tried it on
our balcony- to reduce interference and get a better
reception.
It worked well- I was ready for the mean streets of
Tel Aviv. There were
almost no mean streets in those days, however.
I held the set in my hands, my earphones on my ears,
and threw the antenna
over my shoulders to my back, and walked down stairs
and listen. Despite the
jolts of the stairs it still worked; I did not shake
the needle out of its
place. I walked slowly listening to classical music
from Kol Israel, the
British controlled middle waves radio. No other type
of music was played on
Kol Israel except Jewish religious music, beautiful
cantorial songs usually
Friday afternoons toward Shabbat, and on Saturday
night, the Havdala, the
prayers ceremony separating Shabat from the secular
week, culminating with
the satisfying Shavuah Tov, Shavuah Tov song (a good
week.).
I lived near the end of Rothschild Boulevard, near the
Habima National
Theater, and few people were nearby in the early
afternoon, just few mothers
and their noisy kids chasing one another. No one paid
attention to me.
As I walked toward Shenkin Street near the number 5
bus station, people were
every where. Heads snapped towards me in surprise,
what is that nonsense?
But no one said a word. I was surprised; Israelis were
not known for being
bashful. Now that was good, I noticed, they were
looking.
I walked around the central city and some people
noticed my strange
contraption. I was hearing the music without almost
any interruption. The
signal in Tel Aviv, the largest Israeli city then, was
very strong.
The experiment was a success.
That experiment probably saved my life.
My interest in electronics grew with times and father,
in his quiet wisdom,
convinced me to study at the Montefiore Technical
High School. The school
demanded from us full normal studies in Hebrew,
Religion, Arabic, English,
Math, History and more, to pass the standard
High School graduation
examination. But, in addition, we had to spend a lot
of time in our chosen
technical field, either Mechanical or Electronic
engineering fundamentals.
And all of these in three years while the regular
high school took four
years. Add to it my Lechi underground nearly nightly
duties - I was a very
busy youngster.
I passed the test to go to the mechanical option, but
chose the electronic
one instead. The mechanical test
was tough. The teacher spread in front of me many
mechanical parts and told
me to reassemble them into a unit. He timed me too. I
looked around the mess
of over thirty complex parts, and tried to visualize
their relationships. I
don't know how and why but in short order I saw the
relationships in this
puzzle and put all the parts together. Then he told me
it was a fuel
injection for a diesel engine.
Electronics seemed to me so much more complex and
demanding, so I chose that
option. And continued it years later in the U.S.
Because I had knowledge and experience in electronics
my Lechi underground
directed me to operate loudspeaker systems from
rooftops and to help build,
and operate our second radio transmitter.
When most Lechi members joined the Israeli Army in
1948, the Lechi leadership
wanted to have a technical man and arranged a military
deferment for me to
help establish its political party. I later served in
the Israeli Air Force,
again in electronics - group 206.
So I was spared from direct combat. Many of my dear
friends were not spared
from battles, and too many of them did not return.
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from the August 2007 Edition of the Jewish Magazine
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