South Hebron Hills, Susiya

Observers: 
Nina and Hagit S.S.; Translator: Natanya
14/02/2018
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Morning

We went to Susiya because of the tension which the villagers are experiencing because of the notices they received about the demolition of their buildings.  (A few days ago there were other human rights groups who spent an entire night there).

Just when we got to Azzam the people were in a state of great tension as they had seen a car belonging to the Civil Administration driving around the village. When the vehicle approached the building of Azzam, one man and an armed soldier alighted and began filming from a distance of 40-50 meters. Women and children came out excitedly from their "homes" towards the "guests," and 'Azam and other people armed with B'Tselem cameras photographed the car and its people. (We also photographed and photographed).

This was apparently a preparation and a marking of buildings prior to demolition. They drove without making any contact or having any conversation with us.

We sat in Azzam's improvised shed with his wife and friends and felt very strongly the atmosphere of alertness and constant tension that has been their fate for years: The waiting for the demolitions to begin. One of them said: Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow ..)

Azzam talks about the serious consequences on the health, the soul, for the children as well as a result of living under uncertainty for years.

We went to visit A. K., who greeted us with pleasure and served us tea near the house under construction, which he is now preparing for his son who is getting married. But he is investing considerable money in an attempt to disguise this because it is a house without permission of course. (This is the familiar phenomenon - construction despite the knowledge that what is built may be destroyed, and what choice do they have?)

The special difficulty of this family is the fact that they are "imprisoned" between the fence and are actually inside Israel, He tells of their very difficult life next door to the Dalia farm, whose people harass them. He showed us a video where one can see how his flock is driven from the grazing area which has been that of the Palestinian family for years. He cries for change, for help. He would like a lawyer to help, even though he has no money for that.

We apologized in the name of our meager power, explaining that we are trying to report and disseminate knowledge about this reality.

We returned via Umm al-Hiran (see the beginning of Hiran's construction near the ruins and the demolition of the village houses).