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If
I could have just one wish, it would be
to look out at the world through their
eyes; to see what they see, to feel what
they feel. Even, if only for a
moment.
-
Jane Goodall
We
live our lives under a constant barrage
of images of extremes: extremes of violence
as well as extremes of suffering.
The mainstream media of the United States
has an overwhelming monopoly on the knowledge
that we have on the conflict between Israel
and Palestine. Throughout the second
intifada, there were daily stories of
Palestinian extremists blowing up buildings,
cars, anything that would cause suffering
for the Israelis. Attacks on innocent
Israeli civilians and the immense suffering
of the Israeli public in general are what
filled my mind; they were the images I
knew.
Living
as an American Jew added another layer
to the narratives surrounding my knowledge
of Israel and Palestine. The narrative
held that Eretz Israel protects Jews against
suffering, forever. It is the one
safe place of refuge. But, under
Palestinian violence, the Jews are no
longer safe, so defense is the answer;
not only defense of Israeli citizens,
but defense and protection of the State
of Israel as a nation. Fear drives
the Israeli community toward defense.
These
are the extremes I knew. As I studied
for courses at Trinity and read about
the complexities of the Israeli/Palestinian
conflict, I began to wonder, is there
more to these extremes? I did not
deny either of these scenarios as real,
and despicable, but I wondered if they
were the entire story, or if maybe, another
piece of the narrative was missing.
The more I read, the more I learned, and
the more I wanted to know. I learned
of the construction of the Wall as a "Separation
Barrier" by the Israeli government, I
learned Palestinians were living under
curfews, I learned that access to water
for Palestinians is limited. I
became friends with the Director of Palestinians
for Peace and Democracy in San Antonio,
and learned from him that Palestinians
know something beyond violence.
I
was growing, experiencing, and learning,
but I needed more. I needed to
see for myself, to "look out at the world
through their eyes, to see what they see,
to feel what they feel." I was
searching for an opportunity to visit
the region, but if I was going on a trip
to Palestine and Israel, I wanted to go
in such a way that I was a witness to
the lives of people, their suffering,
their work, and their hopes. I
wanted to talk to people in their homes.
I wanted to hear their stories.
And I wanted a perspective that
I have not yet heard, voices that the
media does not cover. This is what
I gained from the delegation.
Our
group is the 15th Interfaith Peace Builders
delegation, sponsored by the Fellowship
of Reconciliation, to travel through Israel
and Palestine. This journey was
an opportunity to meet with people on
the ground, grassroots activists in Palestine
and Israel who believe in the power of
peace and non-violence. And we
also heard the stories and voices of others
who's lives are directly effected by the
conflict: Palestinian and Israeli University
students, people living on illegal settlements
in the Palestinian Territories, a Palestinian
family who allowed us to stay overnight
in their home, and Palestinian refugees
living in cramped, exasperating conditions.
As members of this delegation,
we were witnesses to the destruction,
fear, and suffering that the Israeli occupation
of Palestine is causing.
For
our brief time in Israel and Palestine,
we learned what daily living is like for
Palestinians, what it means to be searched
and wait for two hours at a checkpoint,
what it feels like to become numb to M-16s
and soldiers, what anxiety true anxiety
feels like as you are stopped by another
barrier, another restriction, another
wall.
These
horrors of the occupation, these immensely
trying situations were an underlying fact
of our trip, an unavoidable reality.
Yet, our delegation went further, and
pushed our learning process to see these
realities through the lens of the peace
worker, to know what Israeli and Palestinian
advocates are working for, and why they
feel their organizations are necessary
for peace between Palestine and Israel.
Pope John Paul II said, "If you
want peace, work for justice."
This is what the organizations are searching
for: justice in the face of suffering,
fear, and destruction. Justice
for Israelis. Justice for Palestinians.
Justice that must be reconciled
before peace will ever be a reality.
While
I was surrounded with images of extreme
suffering, I was always reminded of the
power of hope and the persistence of non-violence
when meeting with these organizations. They are the voices that gave me
hope that peace can be achieved. Where I expected to feel fear and see
violence, I felt empathy and saw non-violent
activism.
Each
organization we met with varied in their
approach to peace, focusing on different
aspects of reconciliation, human rights
work, and justice. Several organizations
are focusing their work on the militarism
surrounding the occupation and Israeli
call for defense. Machsom Watch
is an organization comprised of Israeli
women who document activities occurring
at the many checkpoints preventing freedom
of movement between Israel and Palestine.
Checkpoints
are an oft-sited area of human rights
abuses committed by the Israeli army. The role of Machsom Watch (which
translates from Hebrew to "Checkpoint
Watch") is to have women at each checkpoint
two times a day, observing and documenting
what occurs. They often act as
intermediaries between Israeli soldiers
and Palestinians, helping them to see
each other as humans. The Israeli
army has orders to treat Machsom Watch
with respect, and the women of Machsom
Watch have close connections with the
army generals, enough so that if a human
rights violation is occurring, the women
can call the general to report the soldier.
As
Nurit, a member of Machsom Watch who took
us with her to observe a checkpoint stated, "It is important to remember that the
soldiers are victims too, they are not
there by choice." For this reason,
the women of Machsom Watch treat the soldiers
with dignity and respect, often taking
on the motherly role with these soldiers
who are young enough to be the sons and
daughters of the women.
Nurit
took us to observe Qalandiah checkpoint,
one of the largest checkpoints located
within the West Bank, which separates
the city of Ramallah to the North from
Jerusalem to the South. Children
walk through the checkpoint selling gum,
and begging for shekels. The line
of cars stretches on seemingly endlessly,
and people wait. And wait.
Some days we waited for hours. But we
were not alone, as we were sharing this
moment with Palestinians who make this
journey and wait in these lines every
day. Any complaints our group had
seemed unwarranted when looking into the
eyes of the Palestinian mother holding
her newborn child next to you.
On
the day we went with Nurit to observe
the checkpoint, we went on foot.
Walking through heaps of trash, sweating
from the permeating sun, we were met with
soldiers, guns and anxious Palestinians
pushing to get through the lines.
After metal detectors searched our person
and our belongings, we stood outside the
checkpoint, just watching. Watching
soldiers unable to look at Palestinians
directly in the eyes, perhaps afraid of
making a human connection; watching Palestinians
waiting anxiously because they are late
for school, work, or just simply wanting
to return home.
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