Hi all,
Made the trip south to Hebron today- journey takes a lot longer than it should due to checkpoints. Being Friday it was pretty quiet but was nice to wander around the old city- endless winding passages in between beautiful old buildings. The centre of the old city has been taken over by an illegal Israeli settlement that is protected by huge numbers of IDF soldiers. To access this part you have to go through a security control, metal detectors and past a load of young Israeli soldiers wielding machine guns. There is a mosque just inside the security controls and every Palestinian who goes to access it is subjected to even more ID checks. You can feel the tension in the air, though the Palestinians are all very hospitable and do their best to make you feel at ease.
Now back in East Jerusalem for our final night- maybe time for one last falafel by Damascus Gate before we leave!
Anyway, the purpose of this blog was primarily to keep the family updated as to my whereabouts, but I hope that it has also been of some interest and has provided a little insight into what Palestine is really like. I should probably try and say something profound to try and sum the whole experience up, but really that would be impossible. All I can say is that I would urge anyone and everyone to come and visit- meet the people, see the situation for yourself and come to your own conclusions. Have met some amazing and inspirational people, seen some beautiful (and some awful) sights, and will definitely be returning.
Mum and Dad- back in England late tomorrow night (Saturday 7th), so may call tomorrow or Sunday!
Lots of love
F
xxxxxxx
Hebron had a really tense atmosphere. There weren't too many people around, cos it was Friday, and there wasn't much open. So all in all we didn't hang around too long. It took ages getting back too thanks to a checkpoint you have to go through to get back into East Jerusalem (but not to get out?!).
Anyway yeah we're back in Jerusalem now, looks like I won't manage to visit the Garden of Gethsemane this time around. But basically, as F says, we leave tomorrow, we made it safe so far, and probably if we don't reach London ok cos the plane crashes or something you'd hear it on the news anyway.
So we managed to safely spend two weeks fulfilling the lefty stereotype, getting tear gassed in Bil'in, visiting a community project, going to Stars and Bucks in Ramallah, and keeping a blog. Except most of the time when people blog from Palestine it's full of incisive observations and intelligent political and social commentary. I like to think I've managed to avoid this cliche and instead keep the focus firmly on Eastenders and GI disturbances.
I've met some very inspiring people. One thing I have learned from being here is that you should never underestimate the value of a cultural emphasis on collectivism rather than individualism. Especially in situations of struggle. I don't think Fatah get to take credit for the low crime rate here. And I think this fundamental approach makes a profound and positive difference to the experience of the Palestinian people.
My own parents are off the radar in Norfolk, god knows if they're ok or not, I hope they show up safe on Sunday! Anything could have happened to them...
Anyway yeah, don't be scared to come and visit here yourself. I'm definitely coming back, it's been a great two weeks.
Much love to all
I'll catch the Eastenders omnibus on Sunday
L
xxx
Friday, 6 August 2010
Thursday, 5 August 2010
feet in ancient times...
We actually spent today pretty much just bumming around Jerusalem. F's not well- she seems to have got what I had- so we weren't sure about making the journey to Hebron. Depending on events, we might go tomorrow.
Went into the New City today- it's quite bland to be honest. We were sitting in Zion Square for about five minutes before we realised we were actually in Zion Square. It's not even a square, it's more of a halfhearted semi-circle. It all kind of looks like East Ham, you know that white-cement-facades-and-brick-pavement look of any high street. I was hoping for a little more spectacle, expecially after the Old City.
We met a boy outside Damascus Gate who recently got back from some international event in New York for kids from different conflict zones around the place- they had kids from Israel, Palestine, Northern Ireland, and South Africa. He obviously had an amazing time and he was keen to practice his English and discuss the experience, and also discuss the history of Israel and the situation here. His English was brilliant and he was really well read, and clearly very intelligent and passionate. And only 15. I told him to start a blog! He should definitely be writing. He wants to add us on facebook so when he gets his blog going I'll be forwarding the link to everyone.
Currently sitting in Fawlty Towers using their internet, with the guy who works here sitting the other end of the room watching WWE up loud. It's quite distracting.
And that's pretty much it for today. Except I'm really pissed off because I've lost one of my memory cards, the one from Jerusalem through Bethlehem. I really really hope I find it, there were some photos on there I really want.
It's Friday tomorrow and I don't feel very updated on Eastenders.
We reach in London Sat eve, or that's the plan.
Love to all
L
xxx
Love to all. Will update more when I feel better.
F
xxxxx
Went into the New City today- it's quite bland to be honest. We were sitting in Zion Square for about five minutes before we realised we were actually in Zion Square. It's not even a square, it's more of a halfhearted semi-circle. It all kind of looks like East Ham, you know that white-cement-facades-and-brick-pavement look of any high street. I was hoping for a little more spectacle, expecially after the Old City.
We met a boy outside Damascus Gate who recently got back from some international event in New York for kids from different conflict zones around the place- they had kids from Israel, Palestine, Northern Ireland, and South Africa. He obviously had an amazing time and he was keen to practice his English and discuss the experience, and also discuss the history of Israel and the situation here. His English was brilliant and he was really well read, and clearly very intelligent and passionate. And only 15. I told him to start a blog! He should definitely be writing. He wants to add us on facebook so when he gets his blog going I'll be forwarding the link to everyone.
Currently sitting in Fawlty Towers using their internet, with the guy who works here sitting the other end of the room watching WWE up loud. It's quite distracting.
And that's pretty much it for today. Except I'm really pissed off because I've lost one of my memory cards, the one from Jerusalem through Bethlehem. I really really hope I find it, there were some photos on there I really want.
It's Friday tomorrow and I don't feel very updated on Eastenders.
We reach in London Sat eve, or that's the plan.
Love to all
L
xxx
Love to all. Will update more when I feel better.
F
xxxxx
Wednesday, 4 August 2010
Jenin/Nablus/Qalandia
Apologies for lack of updates. We haven't had net access for a couple of days. Also, my phone is once again no longer sending texts. I basically give up. If you text my UK num I can recieve it. I can't reply. Don't really bother ringing or texting the Palestinian number cos it's useless. Waste of 20 shekels. Anyway.
So Monday night was our last day in Jenin. In the morning we went with Yousef to see a music performance he'd organised for a local old peoples' home. A young musician who's involved with the community centre was giving the performance. The thing that struck me most was how nice the old peoples' home was. They often have less resources here than in the UK, but this place was really much nice than most of our places, and the staff seemed really attentive. The old people seemed a lot more with it than in a UK nursing home, too. I mean, it seems obvious to me that having staff who are willing to spend time with you and talk to you, rather than being parked in front of the telly all day, would do wonders for your faculties and prevent you from descending into the past. However you couldn't implement that in the UK without some massive evidence based study to prove it, and you'd have to prove it was cheaper than fluoxetine too.
Anyway the bloke initially played a song about being old and alone and abandoned by your family, and a lot of the old folks got really tearful. Yousef had to tell him to change the track. He played some more upbeat traditional stuff and everyone was enjoying it, people were singing and clapping along and one woman got up and started dancing.
In the evening Yousef invited us to go to his house for a meal. First of all he took us to see the curch in his village, which is the 3rd oldest church in the world (joint 3rd oldest, with the Church of the Nativity, if you wanna be technical about it). It's built on the supposed site where Jesus healed ten lepers, and then only one of them came back and thanked him. It's being refurbished on the inside at the moment but it was still really impressive. Somehow I love seeing all the icons with Arabic inscriptions around them.
Dinner at his house was really nice. They cook the rice different here, never had it like that before, but it was really good. And his kids are lovely. After dinner he took us up to the top of the hill by his village. We watched the sunset. It was absolutely amazing. You could see hills and mountains all the way into the distance, and the sky just sort of glowed, orange to purple. As it got darker lights started appearing from neighbouring towns, until you could see Nazareth across the valley. You could also see orange lights marking the route of the wall across the land below us, with larger groups of orange lights at the checkpoints.
While close up the wall is oppressive and ugly, like a prison tower, seen from a distance like that it just looks petty and ridiculous. The hills and valleys are ancient and they will clearly be around a long time after the wall. It always strikes me every time I see it from up high like that that there must be loads of trees growing on the Palestinian side with their roots on the Israeli side, and vice versa. Apartheid really is the word for what is going on here.
Yousef pointed out the different towns and settlements and checkpoints. He used to be able to walk across these hills. Now it's not allowed. When his wife had their youngest two kids he was denied permission to go to the hospital to be with her. Yousef, I have to say, is an absolutely amazing bloke. With even a quarter of what he's been through, it's quite concievable that he could have just let rage corrode him. Instead he runs community projects and works for peace. When he says he believes in non-violence, I believe him. He's probably the first person I've heard say that who I genuinely believe. Most people in the UK who say that, they're never gonna actually have to make the choice, not fundamentally. It's trite, people say it as a way to avoid understanding the desperation of a colonised people. Yousef doesn't shy away from that, but he still comes out of it with this commitment to non-violence.
Anyway, we then had to head on to Nablus, where we just stayed a night. Saw a glimpse of the market, but couldn't find any soap factories. And then from Nablus back to Jerusalem. This involves passing through an Israeli checkpoint known as Qalandia. It was pretty much like going to see West Ham at Upton Park, except if anything the turnstiles are a little roomier here. It's not unknown for people to die at checkpoints here though, often women in labour who the IDF see fit not to allow through, and then they end up bleeding out.
We're planning to spend our last few nights here in Fawlty Towers in East Jerusalem. We're gonna visit Hebron tomorrow, which should be interesting. Zionism and falafels.
I hope everyone is well. Pete, please don't worry, we are a long long way from the Lebanese border. And anyway if things really do look like kicking off, first thing Israel do is evacuate all the internationals. We'll be fine.
F is having a nap at the moment, but she's ok. She'll update later.
It's wednesday now, unless I've entirely lost track of the days, so I'd like to know what's happening in Eastenders...
PS if anyone's interested, this is an article by Andrea Dworkin on Israel/Zionism which I really like: http://www.nostatusquo.com/ACLU/dworkin/IsraelI.html
L
xxx
The last day in Jenin was lovely. As L said, we went for dinner at Yousef's and then for a walk in the hills around his house. He pointed out to us all the different areas that, post 1967, he is no longer allowed to travel to. An Israeli drone flew overhead and on every hillside there was the wall, checkpoints, illegal settlements... Can only repeat what L has said about Yousef (and so many of the other Palestinians we have met so far)- it's inspirational that he has taken so much negativity and pain that has been imposed upon him and his people and turned it into something constructive and positive.
Yep, L is losing track of the days- we actually stayed 2 nights in Nablus. The city is one of the northern population hubs in the West Bank and has seen some of the most horrible violence, especially during the last intifada. There are posters everywhere commemorating the martyrs.
The journey from Nablus to Jerusalem was long and Qalandia checkpoint was horrible. The queues weren't too long but the whole experience is so awful. It's beyond demeaning. Palestinians made to line up in the baking sun, go through security checks, metal detectors, show passports, and all just so they can access their own land. Often the IDF will turn people back on the flimsiest of pretexts. Kids are routinely stopped from going to school, workers are kept from their jobs, farmers from their land. Many women have been known to die in childbirth at checkpoints and the sick are often prevented from accessing healthcare. The Israeli signs on the other side of the security say things like "come in peace, leave in peace" and "enjoy your stay". Would love the irony if it weren't so horrible.
Is nice to be back in the relative calm of East Jerusalem. Hebron tomorrow. There's a Jewish settlement in the centre of the city where IDF soldiers outnumber the settlers 8-1. The site is one of the most contentious in the whole of Palestine and it is the ideological centre of the Zionist ideology. There is a statue in the centre commemorating the guy who slaughtered about 20 Muslim Palestinians whilst they prayed. Am looking forward to visiting the Palestinian population who have managed to remain there- existence is resistance.
Family Legg- Contador?! Saxo Bank?! The Schlecks?! Al Jazeera Arabic are all over it here (not as much as the Israeli/Lebanon border clashes but still...) Didn't see that one coming!
Rosie- hope you had a good birthday. Though have just seen you were ill? If this is genuine I'm sorry. If it was self-induced I'm not sure I can sympathise you fool! Have a brilliant time at the Big Chill though. Am back Saturday night but will maybe just call you Monday if you're away from your phone? xxx
Lots of love
F
xxxxxx
So Monday night was our last day in Jenin. In the morning we went with Yousef to see a music performance he'd organised for a local old peoples' home. A young musician who's involved with the community centre was giving the performance. The thing that struck me most was how nice the old peoples' home was. They often have less resources here than in the UK, but this place was really much nice than most of our places, and the staff seemed really attentive. The old people seemed a lot more with it than in a UK nursing home, too. I mean, it seems obvious to me that having staff who are willing to spend time with you and talk to you, rather than being parked in front of the telly all day, would do wonders for your faculties and prevent you from descending into the past. However you couldn't implement that in the UK without some massive evidence based study to prove it, and you'd have to prove it was cheaper than fluoxetine too.
Anyway the bloke initially played a song about being old and alone and abandoned by your family, and a lot of the old folks got really tearful. Yousef had to tell him to change the track. He played some more upbeat traditional stuff and everyone was enjoying it, people were singing and clapping along and one woman got up and started dancing.
In the evening Yousef invited us to go to his house for a meal. First of all he took us to see the curch in his village, which is the 3rd oldest church in the world (joint 3rd oldest, with the Church of the Nativity, if you wanna be technical about it). It's built on the supposed site where Jesus healed ten lepers, and then only one of them came back and thanked him. It's being refurbished on the inside at the moment but it was still really impressive. Somehow I love seeing all the icons with Arabic inscriptions around them.
Dinner at his house was really nice. They cook the rice different here, never had it like that before, but it was really good. And his kids are lovely. After dinner he took us up to the top of the hill by his village. We watched the sunset. It was absolutely amazing. You could see hills and mountains all the way into the distance, and the sky just sort of glowed, orange to purple. As it got darker lights started appearing from neighbouring towns, until you could see Nazareth across the valley. You could also see orange lights marking the route of the wall across the land below us, with larger groups of orange lights at the checkpoints.
While close up the wall is oppressive and ugly, like a prison tower, seen from a distance like that it just looks petty and ridiculous. The hills and valleys are ancient and they will clearly be around a long time after the wall. It always strikes me every time I see it from up high like that that there must be loads of trees growing on the Palestinian side with their roots on the Israeli side, and vice versa. Apartheid really is the word for what is going on here.
Yousef pointed out the different towns and settlements and checkpoints. He used to be able to walk across these hills. Now it's not allowed. When his wife had their youngest two kids he was denied permission to go to the hospital to be with her. Yousef, I have to say, is an absolutely amazing bloke. With even a quarter of what he's been through, it's quite concievable that he could have just let rage corrode him. Instead he runs community projects and works for peace. When he says he believes in non-violence, I believe him. He's probably the first person I've heard say that who I genuinely believe. Most people in the UK who say that, they're never gonna actually have to make the choice, not fundamentally. It's trite, people say it as a way to avoid understanding the desperation of a colonised people. Yousef doesn't shy away from that, but he still comes out of it with this commitment to non-violence.
Anyway, we then had to head on to Nablus, where we just stayed a night. Saw a glimpse of the market, but couldn't find any soap factories. And then from Nablus back to Jerusalem. This involves passing through an Israeli checkpoint known as Qalandia. It was pretty much like going to see West Ham at Upton Park, except if anything the turnstiles are a little roomier here. It's not unknown for people to die at checkpoints here though, often women in labour who the IDF see fit not to allow through, and then they end up bleeding out.
We're planning to spend our last few nights here in Fawlty Towers in East Jerusalem. We're gonna visit Hebron tomorrow, which should be interesting. Zionism and falafels.
I hope everyone is well. Pete, please don't worry, we are a long long way from the Lebanese border. And anyway if things really do look like kicking off, first thing Israel do is evacuate all the internationals. We'll be fine.
F is having a nap at the moment, but she's ok. She'll update later.
It's wednesday now, unless I've entirely lost track of the days, so I'd like to know what's happening in Eastenders...
PS if anyone's interested, this is an article by Andrea Dworkin on Israel/Zionism which I really like: http://www.nostatusquo.com/ACLU/dworkin/IsraelI.html
L
xxx
The last day in Jenin was lovely. As L said, we went for dinner at Yousef's and then for a walk in the hills around his house. He pointed out to us all the different areas that, post 1967, he is no longer allowed to travel to. An Israeli drone flew overhead and on every hillside there was the wall, checkpoints, illegal settlements... Can only repeat what L has said about Yousef (and so many of the other Palestinians we have met so far)- it's inspirational that he has taken so much negativity and pain that has been imposed upon him and his people and turned it into something constructive and positive.
Yep, L is losing track of the days- we actually stayed 2 nights in Nablus. The city is one of the northern population hubs in the West Bank and has seen some of the most horrible violence, especially during the last intifada. There are posters everywhere commemorating the martyrs.
The journey from Nablus to Jerusalem was long and Qalandia checkpoint was horrible. The queues weren't too long but the whole experience is so awful. It's beyond demeaning. Palestinians made to line up in the baking sun, go through security checks, metal detectors, show passports, and all just so they can access their own land. Often the IDF will turn people back on the flimsiest of pretexts. Kids are routinely stopped from going to school, workers are kept from their jobs, farmers from their land. Many women have been known to die in childbirth at checkpoints and the sick are often prevented from accessing healthcare. The Israeli signs on the other side of the security say things like "come in peace, leave in peace" and "enjoy your stay". Would love the irony if it weren't so horrible.
Is nice to be back in the relative calm of East Jerusalem. Hebron tomorrow. There's a Jewish settlement in the centre of the city where IDF soldiers outnumber the settlers 8-1. The site is one of the most contentious in the whole of Palestine and it is the ideological centre of the Zionist ideology. There is a statue in the centre commemorating the guy who slaughtered about 20 Muslim Palestinians whilst they prayed. Am looking forward to visiting the Palestinian population who have managed to remain there- existence is resistance.
Family Legg- Contador?! Saxo Bank?! The Schlecks?! Al Jazeera Arabic are all over it here (not as much as the Israeli/Lebanon border clashes but still...) Didn't see that one coming!
Rosie- hope you had a good birthday. Though have just seen you were ill? If this is genuine I'm sorry. If it was self-induced I'm not sure I can sympathise you fool! Have a brilliant time at the Big Chill though. Am back Saturday night but will maybe just call you Monday if you're away from your phone? xxx
Lots of love
F
xxxxxx
Sunday, 1 August 2010
Jenin part 2
Spent part of this morning going around Jenin city centre with Yousef, the Director of the Cultural Centre that we are staying at. Visited a sweet shop where they have just managed to purchase a refrigerator unit, which will make it easier for them to display and sell their goods. Then went on to the Fatah headquarters in Jenin. Yousef needed to discuss arrangements for an upcoming health clinic that the Centre is offering to local residents. The work of the Centre is so varied and absolutely essential to so many people.
Is ridiculously hot here in Jenin (so much more so than anywhere else in Palestine)- and it's not just us being weak English either- lots of the locals are suffering this summer and some have had to go to hospital for rehydration drips. Massive respect to everyone who will be fasting through this in a week or so!
Anyway, will hopefully be more accustomed to the heat by tomorrow so will try and write something more interesting and coherent then!
Oh and HAPPY BIRTHDAY FOR TOMORROW ROSIE!!! Sorry I won't be there, have a brilliant day, am saving the beatings/presents for Bank Holiday weekend! Lots of love little Legg! xxxxx
Love to all
F
xxxxxx
The Fatah governer of the region gave us a five or ten minute speech of welcome, which quite impressed me, especially given we were just tagging along and he really needed to discuss something with Yousef. I can't really imagine any UK politician doing the same thing, except maybe Sir Robin but only out of a grandiose sense of delusion. The speech was really nice ('you must consider this office as your office') and he remarked that most people coming from the UK or USA are impressed by the very low crime rate and general sense of safety on the streets, as compared to thier own countries. I have to agree; this has certainly been my experience too. He said foreign dignitaries who come here don't feel the need to have bodyguards as they would in their own countries.
It's the weekend so I don't need to beg for Eastenders updates today. But I trust they will be pouring in on Monday evening. :)
Loads of love
L
xxx
Is ridiculously hot here in Jenin (so much more so than anywhere else in Palestine)- and it's not just us being weak English either- lots of the locals are suffering this summer and some have had to go to hospital for rehydration drips. Massive respect to everyone who will be fasting through this in a week or so!
Anyway, will hopefully be more accustomed to the heat by tomorrow so will try and write something more interesting and coherent then!
Oh and HAPPY BIRTHDAY FOR TOMORROW ROSIE!!! Sorry I won't be there, have a brilliant day, am saving the beatings/presents for Bank Holiday weekend! Lots of love little Legg! xxxxx
Love to all
F
xxxxxx
The Fatah governer of the region gave us a five or ten minute speech of welcome, which quite impressed me, especially given we were just tagging along and he really needed to discuss something with Yousef. I can't really imagine any UK politician doing the same thing, except maybe Sir Robin but only out of a grandiose sense of delusion. The speech was really nice ('you must consider this office as your office') and he remarked that most people coming from the UK or USA are impressed by the very low crime rate and general sense of safety on the streets, as compared to thier own countries. I have to agree; this has certainly been my experience too. He said foreign dignitaries who come here don't feel the need to have bodyguards as they would in their own countries.
It's the weekend so I don't need to beg for Eastenders updates today. But I trust they will be pouring in on Monday evening. :)
Loads of love
L
xxx
Saturday, 31 July 2010
Jenin
We have arrived in Jenin. It is soooo hot here. We are both pretty tired. F got ill this morning, possibly with the same thing I had, though she has eaten this evening so we shall see.
We're staying in a room in a community centre. The centre seems pretty amazing, they are running loads of different projects, including a bakery. They're gonna show us around over the next two or three days.
I'm really hot and tired, so I'm not gonna write much. Love to all. Hope m and d are having a good time. Mum, I'll sort the bank out when I get home, I have no idea how to reverse charge a call from here. Pete, don't trash the place. Ann, thanks for your comment, you made me smile.
L
xxx
Arrived in Jenin and it was like stepping into an oven- so much hotter than Jerusalem and Ramallah. Apparently this is the hottest summer they have ever had.
The journey through the West Bank from Ramallah to Jenin was beautiful, although the huge settlements and miles of settler-only roads are destroying the landscape. They are built with the intention of taking Palestinian land and/or geographically and economically isolating Palestinian villages. In the process they destroy farmland, block off water supplies and devastate the environment.
Yousef and his colleagues at the Jenin Creative Cultural Centre have kindly let us sleep in the centre at night. Will provide more info about the work of the Centre and the related projects over the next few days as we get settled in and learn more. Is definitely an amazing place though. There are plenty of opportunities for people to come out here and stay long-term and volunteer at the Centre, when we get back to the UK we can pass on info to anyone who is interested.
Was a bit ill but am completely fine now. Very tired so will leave it there for tonight. Hope everyone is well. Rosie- thanks for the message, parents behaviour sounds standard so all is good!
Lots of love
xxxxxxxxxx
We're staying in a room in a community centre. The centre seems pretty amazing, they are running loads of different projects, including a bakery. They're gonna show us around over the next two or three days.
I'm really hot and tired, so I'm not gonna write much. Love to all. Hope m and d are having a good time. Mum, I'll sort the bank out when I get home, I have no idea how to reverse charge a call from here. Pete, don't trash the place. Ann, thanks for your comment, you made me smile.
L
xxx
Arrived in Jenin and it was like stepping into an oven- so much hotter than Jerusalem and Ramallah. Apparently this is the hottest summer they have ever had.
The journey through the West Bank from Ramallah to Jenin was beautiful, although the huge settlements and miles of settler-only roads are destroying the landscape. They are built with the intention of taking Palestinian land and/or geographically and economically isolating Palestinian villages. In the process they destroy farmland, block off water supplies and devastate the environment.
Yousef and his colleagues at the Jenin Creative Cultural Centre have kindly let us sleep in the centre at night. Will provide more info about the work of the Centre and the related projects over the next few days as we get settled in and learn more. Is definitely an amazing place though. There are plenty of opportunities for people to come out here and stay long-term and volunteer at the Centre, when we get back to the UK we can pass on info to anyone who is interested.
Was a bit ill but am completely fine now. Very tired so will leave it there for tonight. Hope everyone is well. Rosie- thanks for the message, parents behaviour sounds standard so all is good!
Lots of love
xxxxxxxxxx
Friday, 30 July 2010
Bil'in
We arrived in Bil'in last night for the demo today. We got put up in basic activist crash space- think staying at LARC or similar. We were staying in a room on the ground floor of a communal building, which the people who organise the weekly demos and campaigns live in. In Jerusalem, we were staying opposite an Israeli police station. In Bethlehem we could see a UN truck from our window. Here it was just garden outside, but the (steel) door wouldn't shut cos it had a massive dent in it where the IDF had busted through the week before.
We were a bit concerned that a similar thing might happen again. We lay there having the old gunshots/fireworks discussion (F says definitely fireworks this time), and I think F fell asleep and woke up occasionally to any loud noise and worried it was soldiers. I didn't sleep cos I had this 2 little bastard mosquitos biting me ALL NIGHT long, and doing that psychological warfare shit where they buzz in your ear. They totally took my mind off the IDF. I don't think F really treated the situation with the gravity it deserved, though she did wake up at one point thanks to my constant swearing and offered me insect repellant. It didn't work. I got bitten on lips, eyebrows, all over. I keep pointing out the more presentable marks to her but she's not overly impressed. By comparison, she got bitten once, the whole night.
Anyway. If you don't know about Bil'in, it's an agricultural village in the West Bank. The wall runs close to it and is annexing land off for illegal settlements (illegal under both international and Israeli law). They stand to lose 60% of their land. http://www.bilin-village.org/english/
Every Friday they have a peaceful demo, basically the aim is just to march up to the wall and protest for a bit. Internationals are invited to join the demo. Today, there were probably about 100-200 internationals, plus a few Israeli activists from Anarchists Against the Wall (not sure if that would technically count as international...). Plus the men and boys from the village, obviously (though not many of the women). Most weeks it ends with the demonstrators getting tear gassed, sometimes water cannon and rubber bullets.
I have to say the march was amazing. I was pretty overwhelmed by the genuine positivity, sound system, dancing etc. It's a story you see in the UK hundreds of times, something built on positive ideals of peace and tolerance being crushed. But here the situation is so much more desperate and the love has to be so much bigger. And it's really depressing knowing that in all likelihood it won't make a bit of difference to the Israeli govt, or the soldiers. The wall will be built just the same.
Anyway we did end up getting tear gassed. The thing that I was most bricking it about was hypothetical. Basically the possibility of getting brained by a tear gas canister. That didn't happen to anyone, though someone from the village did get killed on this demo in April 2009. Most of you probably know why that fact might particularly disturb me.
We didn't get too close to the gas, thanks to a lot of running, but even from about 75m away in the open air it feels like a mini asthma attack. Not nice. And I can't see why you would attack a peaceful demo like that other than out of vindictiveness. I mean what would have happened? If they'd chanted at the wall for a bit?
Headed from there into Ramallah for the night. To a Londoner like me, the centre of Ramallah feels like a home from home, except people smile at you as you walk by.
Thanks for all the well wishes people. My bowels are still a bit dodgy. Still not eating anything yet.
Thanks for the Eastenders updates! How did Hev misunderstand Patrick? How is Libby doing, managing to convey looking happy and sad at the same time? That must be a challenge for her.
Main thing- Happy Birthday, Dad!
L
xxx
Thursday night in Bil'in was pretty scary. We slept in a room in which the metal door wouldn't lock because the previous week the IDF had broken in and dragged off some of the main local organisers. They are still in prison.
The demo was inspiring. A group of around 300 people (international activists, locals, Israeli peace activists...) marched through the village and towards the wall. Sound system, flags, music, dancing and so much positivity. Every week the villagers aim to march up to the wall (both the UN and the EU admit it has been constructed illegally and it cuts off a lot of Bil'in's farmland and is destroying their very existence). Israel has declared the space in front of the wall a "military zone" and as we approached it we were faced with lines of IDF soldiers. They let us protest for a while before the inevitable happened and the tear gas came out. We stayed a way back- this wasn't like Strasbourg, they actually fire the cannisters at you rather than up in the air like they do in Europe. The young guys from the village got it the worst. Yet amazingly, the villagers do this every week. Every week they peacefully assert their right to protest against the confiscation of their land and the destruction of their livelihoods and every week they get shot at.
There were also a few friendly faces from London at the demo- was good to see them.
We're now in Ramallah and will be heading North to Jenin tomorrow morning. We plan to stay there for maybe 4 nights and then try to go over to Gaza (though that is not looking very likely right now. Inshallah we'll get there but our chances don't look good).
Anyway, I hope you are all well.
Parents- please try not to worry, we really are fine. We have it so easy and have only experienced a tiny bit of the suffering that people here endure every day. And if you can't not worry then maybe you should question how you raised me- demos from a young age... Nah, love you guys. Oh and Rosie- saw a "Quick Step" lorry the other day. Started humming the Tour theme tune in my head... Keep commenting- your posts are cracking us both up.
Lots of love
xxxxxxxxxxxx
We were a bit concerned that a similar thing might happen again. We lay there having the old gunshots/fireworks discussion (F says definitely fireworks this time), and I think F fell asleep and woke up occasionally to any loud noise and worried it was soldiers. I didn't sleep cos I had this 2 little bastard mosquitos biting me ALL NIGHT long, and doing that psychological warfare shit where they buzz in your ear. They totally took my mind off the IDF. I don't think F really treated the situation with the gravity it deserved, though she did wake up at one point thanks to my constant swearing and offered me insect repellant. It didn't work. I got bitten on lips, eyebrows, all over. I keep pointing out the more presentable marks to her but she's not overly impressed. By comparison, she got bitten once, the whole night.
Anyway. If you don't know about Bil'in, it's an agricultural village in the West Bank. The wall runs close to it and is annexing land off for illegal settlements (illegal under both international and Israeli law). They stand to lose 60% of their land. http://www.bilin-village.org/english/
Every Friday they have a peaceful demo, basically the aim is just to march up to the wall and protest for a bit. Internationals are invited to join the demo. Today, there were probably about 100-200 internationals, plus a few Israeli activists from Anarchists Against the Wall (not sure if that would technically count as international...). Plus the men and boys from the village, obviously (though not many of the women). Most weeks it ends with the demonstrators getting tear gassed, sometimes water cannon and rubber bullets.
I have to say the march was amazing. I was pretty overwhelmed by the genuine positivity, sound system, dancing etc. It's a story you see in the UK hundreds of times, something built on positive ideals of peace and tolerance being crushed. But here the situation is so much more desperate and the love has to be so much bigger. And it's really depressing knowing that in all likelihood it won't make a bit of difference to the Israeli govt, or the soldiers. The wall will be built just the same.
Anyway we did end up getting tear gassed. The thing that I was most bricking it about was hypothetical. Basically the possibility of getting brained by a tear gas canister. That didn't happen to anyone, though someone from the village did get killed on this demo in April 2009. Most of you probably know why that fact might particularly disturb me.
We didn't get too close to the gas, thanks to a lot of running, but even from about 75m away in the open air it feels like a mini asthma attack. Not nice. And I can't see why you would attack a peaceful demo like that other than out of vindictiveness. I mean what would have happened? If they'd chanted at the wall for a bit?
Headed from there into Ramallah for the night. To a Londoner like me, the centre of Ramallah feels like a home from home, except people smile at you as you walk by.
Thanks for all the well wishes people. My bowels are still a bit dodgy. Still not eating anything yet.
Thanks for the Eastenders updates! How did Hev misunderstand Patrick? How is Libby doing, managing to convey looking happy and sad at the same time? That must be a challenge for her.
Main thing- Happy Birthday, Dad!
L
xxx
Thursday night in Bil'in was pretty scary. We slept in a room in which the metal door wouldn't lock because the previous week the IDF had broken in and dragged off some of the main local organisers. They are still in prison.
The demo was inspiring. A group of around 300 people (international activists, locals, Israeli peace activists...) marched through the village and towards the wall. Sound system, flags, music, dancing and so much positivity. Every week the villagers aim to march up to the wall (both the UN and the EU admit it has been constructed illegally and it cuts off a lot of Bil'in's farmland and is destroying their very existence). Israel has declared the space in front of the wall a "military zone" and as we approached it we were faced with lines of IDF soldiers. They let us protest for a while before the inevitable happened and the tear gas came out. We stayed a way back- this wasn't like Strasbourg, they actually fire the cannisters at you rather than up in the air like they do in Europe. The young guys from the village got it the worst. Yet amazingly, the villagers do this every week. Every week they peacefully assert their right to protest against the confiscation of their land and the destruction of their livelihoods and every week they get shot at.
There were also a few friendly faces from London at the demo- was good to see them.
We're now in Ramallah and will be heading North to Jenin tomorrow morning. We plan to stay there for maybe 4 nights and then try to go over to Gaza (though that is not looking very likely right now. Inshallah we'll get there but our chances don't look good).
Anyway, I hope you are all well.
Parents- please try not to worry, we really are fine. We have it so easy and have only experienced a tiny bit of the suffering that people here endure every day. And if you can't not worry then maybe you should question how you raised me- demos from a young age... Nah, love you guys. Oh and Rosie- saw a "Quick Step" lorry the other day. Started humming the Tour theme tune in my head... Keep commenting- your posts are cracking us both up.
Lots of love
xxxxxxxxxxxx
Thursday, 29 July 2010
You Are Now Entering Free Dheisheh
Arrived in Bethlehem yesterday. We stayed the night in a guest house in a cultural centre in Dheisheh refugee camp just outside Bethlehem. The refugee camp was established in 1949, made up of people who fled in the Naqba. They've been there ever since. It started out as tent city but now it looks a little bit like Maryland to be honest. Only different. There's impressive graffiti on the walls, all talking about peace and freedom, or kids drawing colourful scenes and patterns. At the entrance there's a notice in block capitals 'YOU ARE NOW ENTERING FREE DHEISHEH' - a clear nod to Free Derry.
The people seriously impressed me with their general friendliness, how organised they are (the cultural centre runs sports teams that have won numerous awards, and loads of othe projects- hard enough to organise in the best of circumstances). Everyone here has got manners, basically.
We went to the Church of the Nativity in Manger Sq in Bethlehem. Walking back, we could see that the sounds we'd heard in Jerusalem were gunfire- we could see the flashes from a settlement across the valley.
We met this bloke, a shopkeeper, who when we told him we were from London got really pleased cos he has a brother living in Cricklewood. He invited us in and made us mint tea, and we discussed politics. He's a fan of George Galloway. He wants peace, like everyone does really. He says they should tear down the wall, let Israeli kids and Palestinian kids play together, that's the best hope. We had a really interesting conversation. He also has a mate from the UK who's working with MAN news over here, and she showed up too.
Headed back to the refugee camp, passing the wall. Close up it's a truly ugly and sickening structure.
I was violently ill in the night but I'm ok now, topping up on Sprite (it's pretty much impossible to boycott Coke here, it's basically all they sell, which is ironic). Also, I am out of credit and cannot reply to texts. Gonna attempt to rectify this situation asap, but if you text me and I don't reply it's probly not cos I'm dead.
We're heading to Bilin now, via Ramallah.
Thanks for the Eastenders updates people, keep em coming. Can't believe he had her in the cellar next door, how insane is that. How did he get her back there for one thing. Someone would have probably noticed. Also how much did it look just like the cellar in the Vic- clearly budget use of the same set.
loads of love
-L
xxx
Dheisheh camp is awful and inspiring all at the same time. For the first few seconds it's easy to get overwhelmed by the poverty, before you realise that this isn't how it's always been. One glance up into the surrounding hillsides and the massive illegal Israeli settlements reminds you that this is imposed destitution- suppression of the ugliest and most violent kind.
The wall has killed a lot of business in Bethlehem. You get coach loads of Christian tourists coming in for the day but they don't stay, they look at the religious stuff and then get bussed right out again. The wall is everywhere on the landscape, up close it is even scarier- sniper towers and razor wire. Having said that the artwork on the Palestinian side provides a glimpse at the determination and the strength of the Palestinian spirit. Gunfire from the settlement accross the valley last night. Happens with such regularity that people barely seem to notice it.
Had mint tea with one of the shopkeepers last night. Talked politics for hours- Hamas, Fatah, the role of the West and the chances of a lasting peace. Amazing guy. (Zoe and Dele- he has a brother living in Cricklewood, probably one of your neighbours!) His neighbour is British. She came down to the shop and somehow I managed to end up mouthing off about the Quilliam Foundation, until she said that she knew Ed Hussain- bit random!
Got woken up this morning by the loudest call to prayer I've ever heard. Was beautiful, but L was ill so don't think it helped her too much. I was of course a tower of strength during her illness and slept right through. She's a medical student though so she's got it all under control!
Today we're off to Bil'in via Ramallah. Plan is to spend 2 nights in Bil'in and be there for the weekly demo against the apartheid wall on Friday. Keep getting flashbacks to Strasbourg and the teargas there (Chris- "Hold the line!! HOLD THE LINE!!!). Hopefully the IDF will be in good spirits and go easy, but not likely. Still, the presence of Westerners reduces the likelihood of them shooting to kill the Palestinian activists and villagers.
Counterfire people- hope the meeting went well, sorry to have missed it!
Rosie- you are a fool. Peter managed to write on the blog under "anonymous". Though it doesn't matter, I'll still check my Facebook every now and then. Your message made me laugh. Such an idiot.
Dad and Moot- enjoy your time in the library. Maybe this will teach you to GET YOUR OWN COMPUTER! xxx
Lots of love
F
xxxxxxx
The people seriously impressed me with their general friendliness, how organised they are (the cultural centre runs sports teams that have won numerous awards, and loads of othe projects- hard enough to organise in the best of circumstances). Everyone here has got manners, basically.
We went to the Church of the Nativity in Manger Sq in Bethlehem. Walking back, we could see that the sounds we'd heard in Jerusalem were gunfire- we could see the flashes from a settlement across the valley.
We met this bloke, a shopkeeper, who when we told him we were from London got really pleased cos he has a brother living in Cricklewood. He invited us in and made us mint tea, and we discussed politics. He's a fan of George Galloway. He wants peace, like everyone does really. He says they should tear down the wall, let Israeli kids and Palestinian kids play together, that's the best hope. We had a really interesting conversation. He also has a mate from the UK who's working with MAN news over here, and she showed up too.
Headed back to the refugee camp, passing the wall. Close up it's a truly ugly and sickening structure.
I was violently ill in the night but I'm ok now, topping up on Sprite (it's pretty much impossible to boycott Coke here, it's basically all they sell, which is ironic). Also, I am out of credit and cannot reply to texts. Gonna attempt to rectify this situation asap, but if you text me and I don't reply it's probly not cos I'm dead.
We're heading to Bilin now, via Ramallah.
Thanks for the Eastenders updates people, keep em coming. Can't believe he had her in the cellar next door, how insane is that. How did he get her back there for one thing. Someone would have probably noticed. Also how much did it look just like the cellar in the Vic- clearly budget use of the same set.
loads of love
-L
xxx
Dheisheh camp is awful and inspiring all at the same time. For the first few seconds it's easy to get overwhelmed by the poverty, before you realise that this isn't how it's always been. One glance up into the surrounding hillsides and the massive illegal Israeli settlements reminds you that this is imposed destitution- suppression of the ugliest and most violent kind.
The wall has killed a lot of business in Bethlehem. You get coach loads of Christian tourists coming in for the day but they don't stay, they look at the religious stuff and then get bussed right out again. The wall is everywhere on the landscape, up close it is even scarier- sniper towers and razor wire. Having said that the artwork on the Palestinian side provides a glimpse at the determination and the strength of the Palestinian spirit. Gunfire from the settlement accross the valley last night. Happens with such regularity that people barely seem to notice it.
Had mint tea with one of the shopkeepers last night. Talked politics for hours- Hamas, Fatah, the role of the West and the chances of a lasting peace. Amazing guy. (Zoe and Dele- he has a brother living in Cricklewood, probably one of your neighbours!) His neighbour is British. She came down to the shop and somehow I managed to end up mouthing off about the Quilliam Foundation, until she said that she knew Ed Hussain- bit random!
Got woken up this morning by the loudest call to prayer I've ever heard. Was beautiful, but L was ill so don't think it helped her too much. I was of course a tower of strength during her illness and slept right through. She's a medical student though so she's got it all under control!
Today we're off to Bil'in via Ramallah. Plan is to spend 2 nights in Bil'in and be there for the weekly demo against the apartheid wall on Friday. Keep getting flashbacks to Strasbourg and the teargas there (Chris- "Hold the line!! HOLD THE LINE!!!). Hopefully the IDF will be in good spirits and go easy, but not likely. Still, the presence of Westerners reduces the likelihood of them shooting to kill the Palestinian activists and villagers.
Counterfire people- hope the meeting went well, sorry to have missed it!
Rosie- you are a fool. Peter managed to write on the blog under "anonymous". Though it doesn't matter, I'll still check my Facebook every now and then. Your message made me laugh. Such an idiot.
Dad and Moot- enjoy your time in the library. Maybe this will teach you to GET YOUR OWN COMPUTER! xxx
Lots of love
F
xxxxxxx
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