Jaba (Lil), Qalandiya, Sun 25.11.12, Afternoon
Translating: Ruth Fleishman
"Now there is a Hudna", a man explained the difference between the events of last week and the current tranquility. Only the sooty tower with its new inscriptions in solidarity with Gaza, the shattered traffic lights, the entrance gate for the buses that remained closed and a single armored car that was there in case something happened, testified to the events of the passing
"He was born a month and four days ago…", this is how the mother, with the appearance of a lost child, counts each day as she takes her baby in her arms for hospitalization and treatment in Mukased hospital.
The baby is carried in his mother's bosom, wrapped up to his head with a blanket to protect him from the cold and the dust.
He waited for over half an hour for an ambulance to take him and his mother from the city Jenin, where they live, and even after the ambulance from Jerusalem ar
rive to Qalandiya the soldiers kept inspecting and detaining the newly born and his mother, with repeated inspections of the permits that had been handed hours in advance.
The absolute darkness over the checkpoint created a passing moment of false hope that the checkpoint had been canceled.
It's dangerous. It's extremely dangerous for those on the road and those operating the checkpoint.