Hebron, South Hebron Hills
South Hebron Hills
Quiet, hot and desolate.
The balloon is up over Beit Haggai; the gate to Hebron below the settlement is open.
The fields at the entrance to al-Fawwar appear charred two weeks after a boy was shot and killed there.
In the booth at the entrance to Kiryat Arba there’s a Border Police soldier and a paratrooper. Paratroopers everywhere. They’re also on the right at Gross plaza, not at the position on the roof of the deserted market. At the Tarpat checkpoint [Khasam HaShoter] a new booth has been erected; people go through as usual.
The archaeological excavations at Tel Rumeida proceed apace. We wonder what discovery will serve as an excuse to take over more of the area.
An old man approaches us near the Pharmacy checkpoint, insists we accompany him to the abandoned building adjoining the wall at the beginning of Shuhadeh street. Because he doesn’t know us he tells us about the situation we’ve known about for years.
But what’s new to us is that right there is a modest mosque undergoing renovations but already used for worship. We’re not the only ones holding on to places where we’re under attack.
Tense as usual; feels like a tinderbox, as usual.