This blog is written by CADFA volunteers based in Abu Dis. For more about CADFA see CADFA.org or our Facebook page @camdenabudis The posts are by the volunteers and do not necessarily represent the views of CADFA
Tuesday, 2 May 2017
Abu Dis Girls' School
The highlight of our volunteering experience so far has been meeting with the girls from Abu Dis girls school. They are so bright and intellectual yet innocent and charismatic. They all have a unique spirit and are extremely welcoming. They put a smile on your face instantly.
When we first met with them they were so excited and literally bombarded us with questions about who we are, our lives, how long we are staying etc. They were intrigued to know about our culture and heritage, they wanted to know about the similarities and differences between them.
So far we have had an ice breaker session which was really fun and engaging and we just got to know the girls one by one. The following sessions have been on culture and life style, dance, so Dabka and traditional Pakistani dancing. We have also spoken about the girls aspirations for the future and how the occupation limits these. Similarly we spoke about their opinions and feelings about the occupation. We had in depth conversations about their experiences with Israeli soldiers and also about arrests and deaths within their family.
The girls inspire us to do more and be more! There is something innate within them. They want to succeed they want to see the world and will not let anything stop them. Meeting with them is more an honor for us then they will ever know.
Palestinian Prisoners Mass Hunger Strike
The hunger strike is a way of expressing freedom for the Palestinian prisoners. It is used by the prisoners to really show the free world what is happening to them. They stand against the actions of their occupier. It is an effective way for them to defeat the occupation. They feel that having empty stomachs is only a small means to an end. They want the international community to recognize that Palestinians are freedom seekers and are using any options available to them to do this.
"Our chains will be broken before we are" Marwan Barghouti.
Here in Abu Dis, there has been on going support for the Palestinian prisoners. The support has been demonstrated through protests, strikes and tents of solidarity in each city or town. However, this has resulted in many clashes between the locals and the Israeli military camp. We have experienced the effects of the daily tear gas bombs, the deafening sounds of shootings during the night and not to mention people screaming and running. There have also been several night raids which are essentially terrorizing the locals. This instills fear within the community as each night is a unexpected series of events.
The soldiers have also been arresting children from Abu Dis Boys' School claiming they have been throwing stones. They asked teachers to empty the school within ten minutes and ordered that if any of the boys look at the soldiers in the eye they will kill them there and then.
We also had the chance to meet with a local who had been released from prison after four years, he was arrested at the age of 14. This young man has lost out on the most crucial years of his youth, where he would have developed many skills, finished his education, missing key family events such as weddings, births and even deaths. The damaging effects of prison are apparent in his reserved and timid behaviour.
It is so inspiring to see the community fighting for the rights of the prisoners, even amidst struggle and occupation the passion the Palestinians have is something each individual living in the free world should learn from.
Resistance is the key to freedom.
Sunday, 23 April 2017
Palestine: First Impressions
Excited as we were to leave the UK to embark on our journey to Palestine, we were anxious as to what would happen at Ben Gurion Airport. The previous time we visited we were held in detainment for up to 3 hours, this time we expected the same if not more.
When we were descending into Tel Aviv, we felt as if we were landing in a European City, it was full of lights and sky scrapers. On touching the ground there was applause and cheers. We made our way through the airport where there were several posters about partnerships between Christians and Jews and about how Israel protects its minorities, which was extremely frustrating to see. As the reality is very different, there was no mention of Palestinians or Muslims or any positive affirmation towards a peaceful co-existence between these people.
We reached border control where our passports were checked, we fell victim to our Muslim names and were told yet again to wait in the white room for additional security checks. When waiting to be questioned we spoke with the other people in this room, they were of different nationalities and had been waiting up to 3 to 4 hours. When you are told to wait in this white room you are made to feel insignificant and untrustworthy. I personally felt as if I had done something wrong or was going to. I had a British passport like the majority of those on the same flight as me who all got through fine apart from us.
Shocked was quite the understatement as we were let through after 30 minutes. This was only after one of us was questioned about why we were here, who we worked for, whether they had authorized our leave, what our employers opinion was on us coming to volunteer, what our fathers and grandfathers name was and some family history.
Overall our experience at the airport was not the same as last time and could have been worse. Once through, we collected our luggage and got into a sheroot and headed off to Jerusalem where we planned to stay for the first few days with a friend and her family.
When we were descending into Tel Aviv, we felt as if we were landing in a European City, it was full of lights and sky scrapers. On touching the ground there was applause and cheers. We made our way through the airport where there were several posters about partnerships between Christians and Jews and about how Israel protects its minorities, which was extremely frustrating to see. As the reality is very different, there was no mention of Palestinians or Muslims or any positive affirmation towards a peaceful co-existence between these people.
We reached border control where our passports were checked, we fell victim to our Muslim names and were told yet again to wait in the white room for additional security checks. When waiting to be questioned we spoke with the other people in this room, they were of different nationalities and had been waiting up to 3 to 4 hours. When you are told to wait in this white room you are made to feel insignificant and untrustworthy. I personally felt as if I had done something wrong or was going to. I had a British passport like the majority of those on the same flight as me who all got through fine apart from us.
Overall our experience at the airport was not the same as last time and could have been worse. Once through, we collected our luggage and got into a sheroot and headed off to Jerusalem where we planned to stay for the first few days with a friend and her family.
Monday, 6 March 2017
My Month In Abu Dis: Goodbye Palestine
My month in Abu Dis is over. I am now back in the UK and it has been a difficult couple of days in leaving Abu Dis, and Palestine behind. This is firstly due to saying goodbye to several people and places that have created great memories for me. As well as this, there is a certain small guilt attached to returning to the UK. This is not guilt in the sense of doing something bad, but a slight guilt in being very fortunate to live in a political situation that enables the citizens of my country to have freedom, and live a life absent from lingering periodical human rights violations. It is a strange thought to think that right now, in many places, Palestinian life for many lacks so much of the civil liberty that we take for granted here in the UK. Simple things that I have done since returning home, such as going to university and visiting family in another part of the country would be difficult or even impossible for many in Palestine due to the occupation, and the way it has some degree of restricting influence over every part of life. However, apart from these feelings, I was very pleased with the entirety of the trip, and I would even categorise some less than pleasant experiences as useful learning curves for future travel in that area of the world. I set out objectives for myself before departing for Palestine and I believe to have accomplished them; writing about the occupation from a human perspective, seeing the real impact of western foreign policy, as well as teaching English, improving my Arabic and visiting some important and interesting places. I would like to thank everybody whom I was involved with, and to anybody wishing to visit, say to you that will be in for an interesting and in some cases, absolutely wonderful time. Just try not to eat falafel everyday.
Taken near Abu Dis on one of the sunnier February days; I will certainly be going to Palestine again in the future. |
Tuesday, 14 February 2017
My Month In Abu Dis: Settlements and the Bedouin
In spite of international law, the state of Israel continues to pursue it's policy of both confiscating land belonging to the Palestinian State,
and accommodating increasingly radical settlers in place of those who
once lived there. There is no greater illustration of this often
tragic practice than the plight of the Bedouin community living near
Abu Dis, who build their makeshift homes on pieces of land desired by the Israeli authorities. A proud, nomadic and traditionally conservative people,
the Bedouin are now embracing the modern world, and are resisting the demands of the occupying Israeli authorities by clinging to their land, so that expansion of some already huge and luxurious settlements in the area is postponed.
However, overt
violence is not the only tactic used by the settlers and IDF
in order to force the Bedouin to move from their increasingly
shrinking land. Deprivation of basic amenities, such as electricity,
have made the cleverly built school (re-built many times since 1997) solely reliant upon solar power.
This is coupled with a refusal to provide an adequate supply of
water, whilst settlers dump their chlorine ridden swimming pool water
and household waste into the valley.
From the top of this steep incline, garbage, waste and sometimes bullets are sent down into the school. |
It is not surprising that this
issue can sometimes go unnoticed to some, as much of the mainstream
news regarding Palestine focuses on the many other elements of the expanding Israeli settlements within the
Occupied Territories. Despite this though, the children and
teachers of the Bedouin school near Abu Dis continue to strive
towards a better life, and fight a continued resistance through non
violent means against the Israeli Occupation and the policy of settlement expansion.
Long may this school carry on its vital and important work. |
Wednesday, 8 February 2017
My Month in Abu Dis: Education Under Occupation
Access to a good education is a
fundamental human right. Under the Israeli occupation though, the
young adults of Al Quds University (situated adjacent to the
separation wall in Abu Dis) have to live, and study, under the
constant threat of abuse; quite possibly casting a dark shadow over all their
potential futures. During my time at the university, many were keen
to tell me their story of just how hard getting a good education in
the Occupied Territories can be.
The separation wall is in full view when standing in most parts of the university. Here, it can be clearly seen from a side entrance leading to the IT department. |
One such student was Dareen, a 20-year-old English language and literature student, who vividly described how
the occupation effects her studies. To reach Al Quds University from her home
city of Jericho, Dareen goes through an armed Israeli
checkpoint where she experience's her possessions being
rifled through, along with having to suffer regular intimidation from the soldiers there. Not only does this result in her being late or
absent for many of her important classes, but also leaves her feeling
depressed and angry at the situation she and many of her friends find
themselves in. In her own words, Dareen described this practice by
the IDF as ''a violation of life'' leading to a ''very hard student
experience''. As well as this, I was informed by Dareen of a
particularly upsetting story of how, last year, The IDF invaded her
home during term time at 1am, under the pretext of a weapon's search. During that unsettling evening, she was hit about
the head with a butt of a gun, all for just trying to help her
distressed mother. All of this is incomprehensible for a student such
as myself from the UK, and it's hard not to remain un-impartial regarding
the plight of my Palestinian counterparts. When Dareen graduates, her
desire is to be translator in Palestine, using her knowledge of the
English language to teach and educate others about the occupation, and
its subsequent effect on daily life. Thus, not only is the Israeli
army periodically abusing the human rights of the students
here in Al Quds University, but they also seem to be making an attempt
at depriving the world of a talented and hard working individual.
Although usually suffering under the occupation, Dareen Hawi stays upbeat and works hard through the adversity. |
Although alluded to by Dareen at length
during our interview, it was Ibrahim, a 23-year-old political science
student who gave a revealing account some other abuses faced by the
student's at Al Quds. In particular, according to Ibrahim, it's a
recurring event here for the IDF to regularly attack students with
tear gas and shoot at them with rubber coated steel
bullets. Ibrahim himself also said that it's not unusual for many of
the male students, including himself, to react to this by throwing
stones at the attacking soldiers, which previously led to his
internment in an Israeli jail for twelve months. As a result of this Ibrahim not only lost a year of his life, but also now has what they
call a 'black mark' on his Palestinian ID card, thus preventing him
from undertaking any travel to Jerusalem and heavily restricting his
movements to other parts of the Occupied Territories. However,
despite this, he still
persists in completing his studies and strives to one day, become a
professor of political science.
Ibrahim remains confident of getting his degree and continuing his past to becoming a doctor in political science, despite the setbacks. |
From aspiring doctors and dentists to
film-makers and writers, everybody I spoke to at Al Quds illustrates just how important it is to retain aspirations of a better future. However, it is a reality that Dareen's and Ibrahim's accounts of life here are echoed by many other students who study at Al Quds. I have also been told that Al Quds students are subject
to this aforementioned treatment more than any others in Palestine
due to the political connotations attached to the name of the campus; as Al Quds is the Arabic word for Jerusalem. Consequently, it seems
getting a good education to enhance one's future here entails regular harassment, intimidation and even violence. A seemingly very poor state of affairs for human rights in the Occupied Territories.
The main building in Al Quds. |
Saturday, 4 February 2017
My Month In Abu Dis: Mixed Beginnings
“Welcome to Israel”. The billboard
that greets every excited passenger on disembarking the arriving flights into
Ben Guirion airport. I can't help but think though, perhaps a more
honest message would be appropriate. Maybe something like “get
ready for your interrogation if you disagree with our government's actions”, for
example. Although less catchy, and admittedly a bit confusing for a
welcome sign, it would have people quite prepared for what I, and
numerous other visitors to Israel and Palestine have had to
experience. I take no pleasure in writing that I was detained for 5
hours. During this time I was subject to very harsh and strange questioning regarding events I still know nothing about, by a
pair of security officers that I can safely say had perfected a bad
cop, worse cop routine. A very unsettling highlight of the
whole ordeal was when one of the officers gleefully discussed items from my
notebook (used on a short visit last November, which was later taken from my
luggage when leaving) and demanded an explanation. I
was also threatened numerous times with deportation by the other officer
unless I told her the 'truth' regarding the non existent, violent
demonstrations that me and my friends were part of. .
Despite my travel plans being somewhat ruined by
the staff at the airport, I
made headway to my destination. Following my stressful arrival, I was so
grateful for the warm welcome and help I received from ordinary Israelis and Palestinians. In contrast to the news reports regarding the
increasing level of violence in the past months, I was struck by how
relaxed and peaceful Tel Aiv, Jerusalem and the town was and ironically, felt more safe there than
I ever have in Ben Guirion International, where there is what seems
like a small army of security officers. As I write this now, sitting
on the balcony of my accommodation in Abu Dis, perhaps the welcome sign at the airport can finally be appreciated.
Good morning from Abu Dis. |
A quick pause for breakfast. |
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