Every so often at the Friends of ZC headquarters of Ramat Bet Shemesh, a solemn ritual takes place.

One of us at the FOZC office takes a place of honor by the raffle tin, swishes it round energetically to really get the name tags hopping, and then - after a ten second silence (where we hold our breath and hear the shadowy drums rolling) she picks out a name tag and hands it over. Then we all savor the thrill of discovery - WHO has won this raffle?!!