Hebron, South Hebron Hills
Difficult times (Rahat, Tel Aviv…)
We spent the day talking to residents of Hebron and the surrounding area.
We stopped on Tel Rumeida at the neighborhood clinic and were invited to talk to the people seated outside in the sun: A physician who’d studied in the Ukraine for seven years (speaks Russian, German and a little English) whose mother came to Hebron in 1948 from Beit Dajan. He’d like to specialize in pediatrics at Hadassah hospital in Jerusalem.
A young woman also sits with us, a first-aid intern, speaks English very well.
There are two additional physicians in the clinic and people continue entering to be treated.
We had an interesting conversation. Our opinions and hopes were the same – to end the occupation and live in peace.
On the way to the Cave of the Patriarchs we spoke with two nice paratroopers, and at
‘Abed’s shop his son, Muhammad, approached us. He asked whether we can help remove him from the police blacklist where they placed him because he didn’t agree to be a “spy” [a collaborator]. We gave him Sylvia’s phone number.
Another conversation in a tea-and-narghila café, in Bani Na’im: a few men approached us, wanting to talk. A heart-to-heart conversation ensues, about each side’s responsibility for the conflict. One of them lives in Silwan and says the problems in Jerusalem are caused by the Druze Border Police soldiers. A second, very opinionated, says: the problem isn’t with the people but with the leaders – particularly the Israelis. We all agree about the difficulties with extremists on both sides and about our shared aspirations…