'Anabta, Eyal, Irtah, Tue 5.5.09, Afternoon

Observers: 
Amit Y.,Zehava G., Yael S. Translator: Louise L.
May-5-2009
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Afternoon
Seriously? Does this make us safer?

15:00

When we arrive at the Anabta
checkpoint, we see four open lanes. The cars drive through without delay.
Quite euphoric we get out of the car looking forward to a “pleasant”
shift, but then… The soldier, Chen Sodry, who doesn’t approve of
Zehava approaching a car and glancing into its trunk while, suspiciously,
he is checking some Coca-Cola bottles, says: “Either you move back
or I close the checkpoint.”
 

15:10

The checkpoint closes. All the
soldiers at the northern and southern checkpoints gather around us,
as an ugly argument is taking place. In the meantime two lines of cars,
one into and one out of Tulkarm, are formed. In the end we reach a
compromise with the commander. We move backwards 2 meters and the checkpoint
opens.
 

15:45

We leave for Sha’ar Efryim.
The line of cars goes on all the way to the junction.
 

The “Te’enim Gate”

Instead of going to school seven-year-old
children are standing along the road selling all kinds of goods.
 

16:00

Sha’ar Efrayim

A line of about 60-70 people
is moving forwards at a steady pace. We measure the time for a man in
a red shirt. After five minutes we see him walking towards the exit.

16:15

The number of people is growing.
One more checkpoint is opened.

16:25

We measure the time for a man
with a computer. It takes him five minutes to get through.

We feel uncomfortable standing
here. People keep talking to us and complaining, “Come at four in
the morning, then you will see how bad things are. There are no toilets,
no covers from the sun or the rain. We keep waiting here from one o’clock
at night. We have no life.
 

17:00

The Eyal checkpoint

Here the number of people waiting
in line is bigger. We measure the time for a worker wearing red clothes.:
20 minutes. It is hard to count the people, about 190. Everybody is
complaining about what goes on in the morning. They claim that a month
ago it was not like this.

A man tells us that on last Thursday
a Jewish contractor, who had been waiting for his workers for a long
time, wanted to enter the checkpoint and talk to the soldiers. He told
them that he had also been a soldier and that they should not shout
at him. When he returned to his car the soldiers followed him and beat
him.

Another man tells us that the
last few days people from B’Tselem (The Israeli Information Center
for Human Rights in the Occupied Territories) have been coming, so the
soldiers haven’t been throwing smoke grenades.

17:45

We see that the lines are moving
forward at a good pace, so we intend to leave quite soon. However, families
of prisoners with women and children begin to arrive. Each time it takes
a long time for the turnstile to open, and it is getting crowded. It
has been 15 minutes since the turnstile opened. The situation is getting
intolerable. One woman faints. I try to give her water over the fence.
I call the IDF Humanitarian Center. Maybe it will help. The turnstile
opens and the families of the prisoners are let through.

Once again the turnstile is closed.
It is terribly crowded. I also notice that the number of people being
let through is very small. That is why so many people are gathered at
the entrance. The reason is obvious – the checking is very slow.

A soldier comes out telling us
that if we want to help the Palestinians we should keep the line in
order, and if not he will call for some soldiers to really give everybody
a hard time.

I count the people waiting in
line: about 250

18:15

I call the IDF Humanitarian Center
once more and the turnstile opens. It gets less crowded at the entrance.
The checking inside is faster. I measure the time for a man in a black
sweater- 25 minutes to get through.

The soldiers check five people
in a minute.

I am told that a third checkpoint
has been opened. The line disappears quickly.

18:50

There is no line. No more people
arrive. Inside it is announced that permits will be taken from people
arriving after 19:00.
 

We drive home feeling as if we
have been on the slave market. Just think of it, many people envy those
lucky ones with their permits to work in Israel.