Identification Cards (ID)

Translation: Bracha B.A.

On the slopes of the hill where the settlement of Tomer is situated we saw a long barbed-wire fence running parallel and to the south of the road.  Could it have been there and we had never noticed it before?

A minibus is parked at the tent encampment (beneath the settlement of Maskiot south of the junction leading to Tayasir). There is a group of tourists, ad Palestinian guide, and a man and woman from the tent encampment.  We went to see what was going on and found a group of tourists from France.  The guide told us that he was from Nablus and lived in France.  There was also a "local" with them – a young Irish man who lives in the Jiftlik and is an activist in the Jordan Valley Solidarity movement.   They were interested in what we were doing.  We learned that the school was not operating since the teachers had not received their salaries from the Palestinian Authority for the past six months.  We asked if there had been any exceptional incidents in the area by the army or the settlers.  A young man who lives in the tent campground told us that the army had placed mines in the area during the last month.  We didn't understand where, and were told that this had happened in the past few weeks. 

Hamra Checkpoint, 12:30

There are many cars going west.  People are crossing quickly and there are also workers and students crossing westward without being checked.  Most of them are turning north towards the tent campground above the checkpoint. A car with a yellow license plate arrived from the west, did not pass the inspection point, and turned back.

At 13:00 a car arrives, bringing lunch.  It is joined by a car with detainees and another jeep.  The soldiers are busy distributing food.  A line with five cars forms east of the checkpoint.  One of the drivers understood that he was supposed to drive up to the checkpoint, arrived at the junction, and was immediately sent back.  (Why?)  Someone gets out and tells us that there are a lot of people waiting to be checked at the checkpoint.  A private car is waiting near the checkpoint on the road and is not being allowed to pass. A traffic jam forms.  The driver's brother also has a car but starts to walk across and stands next to us.  After about 10 minutes the soldiers permit the car to drive to the traffic island and allow the other cars to pass.  The passengers in the cars waiting next to us began to talk to us and talk about themselves.  From our telephone conversation with the driver who was being detained we learned that his driver's license, car keys, and ID card.  The brothers are both teachers from Jenin.  They wanted to get to Jericho and then to Amman.  Presumably the car does not have a permit to pass the Hamra Checkpoint.  Instead of telling them to go back, they [the soldiers] took their keys and ID cards, and threatened to call the police... We telephoned for help and Danny and the Liaison and Coordination Administration said they would deal with the matter.  We exchanged telephone numbers and left.  The checkpoint was almost empty by that time.   We left at 13:50.  We continued to call every 15 minutes and heard that the car was meticulously checked.  They were allowed to cross at 16:00 and at the time of our last phone call at 17:00 they were on their way to Jericho.

Alon Road

Army tents are already visible on the hill where we saw army equipment and soldiers earlier. We can already see the new road beneath the houses on the ridge at the settlement of Maskiot.

We did not drive to Tayasir because we had other commitments.  We passed through the Bezek Checkpoint at 14:10.

Translation: Ruth Fleishman

Qalandiya checkpoint:
Seven year old Haled, layered with winter clothes, was trying to pitch a sale, "you can play with the ball at the beach", explained Fadi.  
-    Haled's family transferred from Hebron to the town of Ar-Ram, what could he possibly know about the beach?
-    Fadi's parents were exiled from Beit She'an in 1948, his home is in Jenin but he has to rent an apartment in Qalandiya refugee camp so as to provide for his family by selling fruit from his mobile cart, what could he possibly know about the beach?
-    What could the thousands of Palestinians that pass them by possibly know about the beach?

"Bas Khadra"(= green only) said the soldier sitting in the bullet proofed post to a young Palestinian woman who handed her ID to him.
The women understood, she left the inspection area, headed towards a different lane and stood at the end of a crowded line.
In the language of the checkpoint, which is understood by the occupiers and those who are occupied, the meaning of the order is: "from this moment on the regulations have changed, only residents of Palestine are inspected here, and you, who have the ID of a resident of Jerusalem, must go to another inspection post".

Jaba checkpoint:
An escalation in the service provided to settlers by the checkpoints
So far, ever since checkpoint came into existence, the explanation given as to the existence of the checkpoint was the need to prevent Israelis, Jewish ones in this case, from reaching Qalandiya which is considered to be a place where their lives might be endangered.  For that reason the soldiers at the checkpoint stop the vehicles heading in that direction and require as to the national identity of the driver.
During the past weeks there has been an increase in the amount of complaints made by cab drivers, regarding the imposition of this checkpoint on Palestinians driving in the opposite direction which leads to road 60.
The checkpoint commander with whom we conversed confirmed the facts and told us that every morning between 6:00 and 7:30 the police block the lanes leading from Qalandiya and thoroughly inspect the state of the vehicles and the drivers' licenses. As a result long lines of Palestinian vehicles that stretch on are formed and the traffic heading to road 60 is but a drizzle and the amount of (Palestinian) vehicles on road 60 decreases substantially during rush hours and even the pressure on Hizme checkpoint isn't as it once was.
 The main beneficiaries of this are the settlers driving to Jerusalem in the morning as well as the state's treasury which is enriched by the plentiful amount of tickets given- according to the testimony of the Palestinian cab drivers and the checkpoint commander.

Those who suffer the most from this are of course the Palestinians hurrying to their jobs, but who takes them under consideration?

13:20-15:30

13:20 Bezeq CP– We went through, passed the Palestinian worker who cleans the environs of the CP.It is hot!!!! Dry!!!

The children from El Pharsiya get out of the minibus running to their encampment.

13:40 Hamra CP

A giant shoveldozer is parked in the middle of the central path. Eight cars are waiting to go through – cars with workers returning from a day's work, including two midibuses and a minibus. A few (more than usual) wave to us happily from the window. Within five minutes, while we are still advancing toward the open space of the CP, all the cars go through and are on their way. A soldier (on whose cap there is the slogan 'God is 1') and a woman soldier from the military police both in full bulletproof dress came up to us to ask if we need any help and to suggest that we drink a lot of water. (It was indeed very hot and the sun's rays are pitiless.) Those emerging from the terminal with their belts in hand are all smiling and look happy. One of them invites to join them. The atmosphere in the CP is calm, by contrast with the frightening threats publicized in the media (THEY WILL BUTCHER US!) quoted to us by one of the commanders last week. After ten minutes there is again a queue of waiting cars and this queue also is overcome shortly. A driver of a minibus who is very upset stops. The passengers – young people who work in the date groves of the Jiftlik (one a student of administration), who seemed to be in a very good mood – tried to explain what happened. It turned out that there were two people with them who were not allowed to go through. One with an ID who looks younger than his age, and the second, about 15 years old who does not have an ID but looks older. After about five minutes the father of the younger one (who looks older) arrived and freed his son. Then the older one (who looks younger) also came out; all of them tightened their belts and continued on their way. And then (14:10) we saw a queue of 15 waiting cars and a dozen workers walking on the road in the direction of the CP; then they went through. A midibus with workers went north.

14:20 – all of them went through and we left.

The Alon Road is 'out of breath' in the heat of the day. The embankment and the two gates are still there.

14:45 Tyasir CP 

There are barbs all along the road between the two traffic islands on the road.

The midibus that went north from the Hamra junction arrives at this CP. They give him a sign to approach; stop, and then all the passengers get out. We were happy to see that they were not lined up, but were let go immediately. The soldier in the post on the road thrusts a bottle of water tthrough the front window of the minibus and receives it from the tail end. This happened twice and then the bottle was apparently empty. We went up to the upper post and were not rebuked. Traffic is thin ( it seems that we spent the rush hour at the Hamra CP).

15:15 We left

15:30 Bezeq CP – we went through.

Translator:  Charles K.

Summary:  As September 20 approaches, the Jordan Valley prepares for war!!!  Thousands of soldiers, tanks, firing positions.  Primarily near the checkpoints.  Does Israel intend to fire from tanks on the people it thinks will try to come through the checkpoints?  What, exactly, is Israel planning?  And that’s in addition to false arrests, not opening the Gochia checkpoint and destroying wells in Area A.

13:30  Shomron gate

A bus carrying some 30 Palestinians, apparently people who stayed illegally in Israel and were caught, and are now being released back to the West Bank.  Since this is an apartheid road, there’s no Palestinian traffic on it so they can’t hitch a ride.  They begin walking east about 7 kilometers on the side of the highway, to the nearest locality, in danger from the speeding traffic, during the hottest hours of the Palestinian summer.  Their only sin is their desire to support their families.  Further down the road we saw two more Palestinians trudging along, apparently from an earlier batch.

14:15  Ma’aleh Efraim

Manned, after a long period during which it was unmanned.  The internationals told us that two days ago it was also manned.  Cars in both directions are carefully inspected – documents and contents.

14:30  Hamra checkpoint

No cars at all, so we didn’t stop.  On our way back (at 17:30) there were no cars coming from the Jordan Valley but there were cars from the west which were carefully inspected as they went through.  The internationals said (and confirmed what they said by showing us photographs) that the army established a number of sandbagged firing positions on the hill above the checkpoint, facing the West Bank.  Probably to confront the army of the elderly and children that will march to the checkpoint.  Or not.  Palestinians tell me that they’re not making any preparations or organizing to do so.  My fear is that even if there are no demonstrations, the very fact of preparations for war will tempt the army to use the force it possesses, and we’re talking about innocent civilians.

Gochia checkpoint

We observed from a distance but saw no Palestinians going through.  But we couldn’t see whether or not the army jeep arrived.  Recently we’ve received reports that the checkpoint hasn’t opened at all.  Maybe that’s why the Palestinians have given up and stopped coming.  Many soldiers and a tank next to the checkpoint.  Preparations for September 20?  Isn’t placing a tank where civilians and children cross a provocation?  Do they intend to use tanks?  Against whom?

More, from the following day – 14.9.11: 

A Palestinian told me that the tank stands next to the Gochia checkpoint, which was open all day.  He thinks they even dismantled the gate.  The rumor spread and Palestinians crossed freely but apprehensively to the West Bank.  I assume that the intent is to erect a more massive checkpoint to replace the metal barrier.  But the truth is that the size of the gate isn’t important, since the gate stands in the middle of nowhere, and even if they erect a gate that matches the prison in which inhabitants of the Jordan Valley have been trapped, how hard could it be to go around it?

We visited the Salamin family next to the settlement of Beqa’ot, whose sons were arrested a number of times last week (details at the end).  While we were there, a Beqa’ot security jeep showed up (driven by a Druze security man), drove around the encampment threateningly, and left, leaving us in the midst of a cloud of dust.

At 15:55, as we were leaving after our visit, the Beqa’ot jeep came toward us near to the settlement’s vineyards.  The security person signaled us to stop, asked who we are and what we were doing, but although we identified ourselves, he refused to identify himself and told us that it’s a closed military area and we’re not allowed to be here.  We made it clear to him that in the absence of an order from the commanding general this isn’t a closed military area.  He warned us not to dare return (we’re not talking about the settlement’s land, but the Palestinians’ grazing lands which, although they’re defined as firing ranges, like the entire Jordan Valley, this particular dirt road isn’t a firing range – because of its proximity to the settlement’s fields).  The jeep drove off and to block our route where the dirt path joins the main road.  We drove around it and continued to Tayasir.  Right after the turn to Tayasir an army jeep showed up, a soldier got out, came over to us and said that the security man from Beqa’ot photographed my car’s license plate and called the army.  The soldier said we weren’t permitted to be in the area of Salamin because it’s a closed military area.  We asked him to show us the order, which doesn’t exist, of course, so we informed him that we’ll continue to go there because it’s not a closed military area, and drove off.

16:15 – Tayasir checkpoint

Seven cars in line.  The checkpoint is closed.  People waiting say they’ve been there half an hour.  They waited ten more minutes after we arrived until the checkpoint opened.  We saw that there had been a change of shifts, but does the checkpoint have to close for that, and for how long?

After the checkpoint opened, cars coming from the West Bank were inspected – documents and contents.  Pedestrians were carefully checked and came angrily through the checkpoint (because of the long wait, I assume).  The documents of passengers in the cars crossing from the Jordan Valley to the West Bank were inspected, and the lines continued.

An old man and his wife reached the soldiers’ position without having been summoned to advance.  He was punished and sent all the way back to wait at the imaginary line –“The Palestinians know where it is.”  He waited five minutes before being called forward to be inspected, where they told him to get out of the car, but he had difficulty getting out.  It turned out that he’s not only old, but also handicapped.  That didn’t particularly bother the soldiers, who made him open the trunk.  The old man tottered over with difficulty and did what they asked, but it wasn’t enough – now open the hood.  The old man did it with great effort.  Finally they made him bring the documents from the car, which seems to have been the only other thing they could think of, and despite their boredom they allowed him to continue.  When we left at 16:55 there were four cars on line from the west and four from the east.

Addition to the report regarding the arrest of three members of the Salamin family

All we could understand from talking to one of the others (the brother who got lost doesn’t remember the incident) is that the army left him on the road and he was ultimately picked up by the Palestinian police who’d found him at two in the morning.  He’d wandered, confused, for 18 hours, aimlessly, not knowing where he was – he’d forgotten everything.  Eyewitnesses saw him in the afternoon near Zbeidat, on Route 90 and near Ain al Bidan, near Nablus (where he was finally picked up by the Palestinian police).

On Thursday, 8.9.11, one of the brothers (Udai) was arrested again, this time together with his 14-year-old nephew, next to his home, accused of bypassing the Gochia checkpoint without a permit.  When he asked why he’d bypass the gate, since he lives to its east, which is where he is, there was no answer.  The soldiers handcuffed him and blindfolded him with a strip of flannel cloth used for cleaning weapons.  He was detained for four hours at the Hamra checkpoint while we tried to get the DCO officers, who’d come for that reason to the Hamra checkpoint, to do something about it.  The two youths were released at the Hamra checkpoint; it took them another hour and a half to get home, without money, without documents, at a location without public transportation and almost no Palestinian traffic.

On Friday, 9.9.11, Udai was arrested again, this time together with another shepherd, Razi, from the Abu Sakar family.  They were handcuffed, beaten severely and blindfolded.  The reason – they hadn’t any identification.  One of them said he’d run home (200 meters away) to bring the documents, but the soldiers refused to relinquish their prey.  They were released two hours later, after the DCO intervened.

Destruction of wells in Nasariyya – report by the internationals

In Nasariyya, in Area B, the army destroyed three large wells, after having destroyed wells in the area last week as well.  Nasariyya is located on the road between the Hamra checkpoint and Nablus, west of the checkpoint.

Translator:  Charles K.

Military-civil symbiosis

15:30  We drove on Route 443 to Giv’at Ze’ev.

  The checkpoint begins operating when the laborers return from work, on foot or transported by the contractor.  They’re not checked when they return.  We saw only a few vehicles with diplomatic license plates going in the other direction, and a donkey and rider going through the vehicle lane (see photo on the left).

Bitunya checkpoint is blocked by concrete cubes.

All the villages to the left and right of Route 443 are closed off by iron gates.  That’s nothing new, but it’s important to keep mentioning it.

We took route 446 across the Green Line, into the unknown.  Lapid and Modi’in Illit.

Route 463 leads to Na’aleh, Nili, Neria and other places.  We continued part of the way on the road connecting 443 to Route 60, to Talmon, Dolev and Halamish, returning toward Modi’in Illit.

16:40  Hashmona’im checkpoint, adjoining the entrance to Na’alin, now stands to the glory of the state of Israel.  The road is wide and new, various structures along its western edge.

We drove into Modi’in Illit, drove through the “city” to its northern boundary and then via a dirt road arrived back at the checkpoint.  Please meet the Kharbata checkpoint (according to the guards).  This checkpoint (see photo) is an example of the symbiosis between the military and the civil, and the system it creates.  It’s not visible from anywhere.  A little inspection building operated by two civilian security personnel, employed by a security company hired by the Modi’in Illit municipality.  Each has a 4x4 vehicle.

An army checkpoint some 10-15 meters past them, an army vehicle and three soldiers standing at the entrance of the fence around the entire area, which isn’t “Israel”!  At this hour, laborers are returning from work.  They enter the inspection building, get their IDs and pass by the soldiers on their way home, without any additional inspection.  The atmosphere is pleasant and friendly, everyone’s demonstratively “buddy-buddy.”  For our benefit they ask, “Ana mabsut?” [“Everything OK?”]

Here’s how it works:

Open in the morning between 05:00-07:00.

Laborers arrive from the whole area, are checked by the soldiers – of course, only those with work permits cross.

They leave their IDs in the inspection building that belongs to the Modi’in Illit municipality, in a cupboard with cubbyholes (see photo to the left).

The inspection building is open between 15:00-17:00 in the afternoon, and again beween 19:00-19:15.

And if somebody is late?  “He’s got a number to call, and we’ll come open it.”

And, in fact, at 17:00 inspections stop.  The last laborer comes running and goes through the army position without picking up his ID.  And right at this hour the soldiers get in their vehicle and drive away.

That’s it – the area is closed.

The explanation we received lays out the system under which Palestinians are employed in the settlements.  Each settlement has its own laborers, who hand their IDs to the security coordinator when they come to work.  Since Modi’in Illit is a large city/locality/ settlement, its security company fulfills the role of security coordinator.  It collects the IDs and makes sure that whoever enters also leaves.

Translator:  Charles K.

First Friday of Ramadan

The radio reported that 95,000 people came to pray at Al Aksa, adding that 60,000 passed through Qalandiya.  In other words:  Most of the worshippers came through Qalandiya.  But what’s more important:  How many came to Qalandiya and couldn’t go through?

We arrived at 10:00 – actually, 9:00 Palestine time; the morning and afternoon shifts should remember this.  The same arrangements as last year, men cross on the eastern side, through the regular pedestrian crossing.  Women go through on the west through the vehicle lane.  The parking area is completely closed off.  Women go through three inspection stations.  Initial screening, everyone who doesn’t meet the “criteria” is sent back, then an additional inspection!

Sheets of blue fabric shade the area; later we learned that this was a Palestinian initiative.  Many Red Cross personnel with wheelchairs.  A Palestinian organization distributes baseball caps to the children.  Very many soldiers of different ranks from various units – from a private to a brigadier general who stops by.  Civilian security personnel, Border Police, DCO staff and additional forces, all “guarding punctiliously” - each other as well.  Making sure everyone follows orders.  Everything must be organized.   

Snipers along the wall ready for action; there’s also a soldier with a rifle and telescopic sight in the pillbox.  And everything is, in fact, organized.  The women go through, not crowded together as in previous years, but it’s the first Friday, when there are fewer worshippers.  
After the first screening, many women are sent to the “rejection gate,” where the true picture is visible to observers.  Families arriving with children “the wrong age” face a problem:  go on to pray anyway, after having risen early, travelled far and probably spent a considerable sum on transportation, or take the boy or girl home?  And if they do go through, how will the child get home on their own (!?)

Moreover, the separate lines for men and women, which is certainly good for the women, divides family members who arrived together and are going to prayers together.  Children must go through with a biological parent and a birth certificate.  Sons are allowed to accompany a mother, but we saw a girl who came with her father and was allowed to cross only after a discussion, and he went through the men’s lane.  Some give up; others continue nevertheless.  Occasionally someone tried a second time (after having been turned back) and did manage to get through.

The soldiers don’t always know the rules either, and the Border Police soldiers must correct them so they’ll let holders of blue (Israeli) ID cards cross regardless of their age.

A 49 year old man in a wheelchair who’d suffered a stroke wanted to go pray.  Maybe next year, when he’s old enough to cross, he’ll no longer be alive.  Permission denied.

And, of course, the day wouldn’t be complete without the kind of trivial incident that exposes the violence of the ruler toward the ruled:  a man, apparently suffering from a developmental disability, reached out to help someone from the DCO lower the awning.  The soldier thought he was being attacked, fell upon the Palestinian, called for the Border Police force, there was a scuffle, the Palestinian ran wild, began yelling, “I just wanted to help him...,” wanting them to understand that he’s the victim.  It’s clear what happens next:  “Turn him over to the Israeli police!”, and they drag him in.  Tamar and Tami G. documented the incident.

As the time to cross was drawing to an end – 12:30-13:00 Israel time – At the women’s crossing they’re not giving up!!!  Young women with their young children face the soldiers stubbornly.  They know they won’t be able to cross but don’t waive their right to protest.  They don’t move, argue in Arabic.  “It doesn’t matter that the soldier doesn’t understand – I say what I think!”

12:15  A special police force is deployed to disperse a violent demonstration of about 50 men, all nearing the age of 50 – and thus not yet permitted to cross – who nevertheless hoped to participate in the important services…
The officer gives an order and two horizontal lines of policemen with plastic shields and foam rubber guards on their shoes move the demonstrators a few dozen meters away from the crossing.

A final comment about “criteria” and permits:  According to what’s written, women up to the age of 45 need a permit; children up to the age of 12 may cross with a parent; men over 50 don’t need a permit.  
A woman from Jenin told us she arrived without having tried to obtain a permit – only two of 65 requests submitted by people she knew were approved.

There’s nothing to add regarding “criteria” for worship.  For years I’ve been imagining an absurd scene:  Near my home on Shivtei Yisrael Street in Jerusalem (along which people walk from Mea Shearim to the Western Wall), “criteria” are applied to determine whether or not men and women will be allowed to go pray.

Translation: Bracha B.A.

8.10 – 5.55

A'anin Checkpoint – 05:35

There is a significant presence of soldiers at the checkpoint but the gates are not yet open.   The gates open at 06:10 and people immediately begin to cross quickly.  46 people and seven tractors pass through.  One tractor and seven people are sent back – they are mainly teenagers who have no permit to enter the seamline zone.   We were told that 50 new permits were issued yesterday and we noticed that there were many young people crossing.  A 16-year-old boy was sent back when he attempted to cross with his father who has a disability.  He can no longer cross using his father's permit and requires his own ID.  One tractor carried five elderly women – the only people in their families to receive permits.   By 07:05 everyone had crossed and the gates were closed.

Shaked Checkpoint – 07:20

A bus arrives from Nablus to pick up 21 workers who are working on an archeological dig near the Shaked Industrial Zone, but the workers have not yet exited the inspection facility.  The workers work permanently with the Civilian Authority and the Antiquities Authority.  A few vehicles and pedestrians go through the checkpoint. 

We stopped at the Dotan checkpoint.  There were no soldiers at the checkpoint but a command car stood at the side of the road observing the checkpoint.

Reihan Barta'a Checkpoint – 08:00– Pedestrian traffic from the West Bank to the seamline zone is crossing in an orderly manner, and there are very few people crossing.

We brought A's father to the hospital.  He explained that despite the fact that they brought a letter from the hospital explaining that the child was hospitalized for a lengthy period of time the parents have not been able to obtain permits for more than one month at a time.  Consequently, the parents both have to travel to the Liaison and Coordination Administration to receive permits in addition to their frequent trips to the hospital and back. 

Jordan Valley, 26.6.11, afternoon

Translator:  Charles K.

An unusual traffic jam outside of Ariel.  At the Palestinian grocery on our way back we learned there had been a suspicious object.

Za’tara junction 12:30 

The central plaza is empty.  Soldiers inspect vehicles coming from Huwwara.  No line.

Hamra checkpoint 13:00

Six cars waiting from our direction.  As soon as we arrived inspections began and the line vanished.

An army Hummer at the junction.

A Palestinian approached us; his attempt to obtain a permit to work in one of the settlements was refused by the Israeli DCO without explanation.  We referred him to Sylvia.

Bags filled with garbage are scattered along the road in front of the checkpoint, indicating that someone takes care of cleaning up, at least near the checkpoint.

The earthen berm preventing vehicles from going west from the Alon road begins right after the checkpoint and continues to the Gochia gate.  We can see that work goes on to make it higher.  Physical separation of the Jordan Valley from the rest of the West Bank is the implementation of the political position that the Jordan Valley will remain under Israeli control, even if and when territory will be transferred to the Palestinian Authority.

Near the Maskiyot settlement

We visited a family living opposite the settlement, not far before Qadri’s encampment.  They said there hadn’t been any problems recently with the Maskiyot settlers.  They also called our attention to the ongoing expansion of Maskiyot along the ridge on which it sits.  The new blue tent is actually a shed.  The women said they heard people singing in it.  Apparently it’s used for public events.

Tayasir checkpoint  14:20

Five cars waited in line on our side (east of the checkpoint) when we arrived.  Because we weren’t flying flags, and stopped behind a truck, the soldiers at the checkpoint didn’t see us.  We waited 15 minutes, and not a single car went through – that is, the checkpoint wasn’t operating.  The number of cars waiting rose to 15.  All that in the oppressive heat of the Jordan Valley.  The Palestinian cars didn’t have air conditioning.  We didn’t know when this break had begun.  In the meantime we called Zaharan, from the DCO, and the humanitarian office to file a complaint (which they will do what with???).  As we said, inspections began 15 minutes following our arrival, but only on our side.  Cars stood on the western side (we couldn’t see how many), and only after 17 more minutes did their inspection begin.  We spoke to the driver of the first car.  A young man with two small children, aged 2 or 3.  With no air conditioning.  He’s returning from taking the children for medical treatment.  This morning as well, when he went through the checkpoint in the opposite direction, he waited about half an hour with the sick children.  He says the wait is longer at night, sometimes an hour, even though there’s no line at all.

Five minutes after inspections began on the western side only one car had crossed.  The second, a taxi, is still being inspected.  The checkpoint commander doesn’t answer our questions.  Maybe the phone calls helped after all…

We leave for the Gochia gate.  We’re running late today.

Gochia gate  15:10

An army jeep at the gate.  The gate is open.  The soldiers say a tractor crossed.

Ma’aleh Efraim checkpoint  15:55

There hadn’t been any soldiers at the entry gate to the Jordan Valley when we came earlier.  Now there are.  No vehicle crossed from the West Bank when we went through; they’re inspected.

Za’tara junction  16:10

A police vehicle (Border Police) in the central plaza, two army vehicles and a Palestinian vehicle.  We enter to see what’s going on.

Five young men in the Palestinian car.  They’ve been detained by Border Police personnel and their ID’s taken for inspection.  When we approached they got their ID’s back.  They were frightened, didn’t answer our questions and left immediately at the order of the Border Police.

A religious man wandered around the plaza and photographed us with his cellphone.  Then he had a friendly talk with the Border Police, who then came over to deal with us.  First they, too, photographed us with their cellphone and asked for our ID’s.  They began to explain that it’s a military area, and the tiresome argument about our place at the checkpoints began again.  Because in any case we’d finished what we came to do, we left.  Incidentally:  the religious guy is the security coordinator for one of the settlements.  His job has some acronym, we don’t have an acronym, so what he’s allowed we’re forbidden.

trans: Bracha B.A.

Tarquomiya

We were already detained at the crossing when policemen took Mahmoud's driver's license – something that has not yet happened to us. 

Route 35

Quiet.  There is an army vehicle at the humanitarian checkpoint and five soldiers are stopping Palestinian cars and checking them.  A line has begun to form, but we are waved on and continue.  .

Hebron

The guard stops us at the entrance to Kiryat Arba and check's Mahmoud's driver's license again. The city is packed with cyclists in shirts reading: "In the Path of Yitzhak". Evidently this is an annual event to mark some respected person.

At Givat Avichai we counted five or six buildings and a car, and when we returned at noon we saw an army tractor and crane, perhaps they are evacuating it. A lot of children are walking back from school. M. says that it is exam time. 

At Tel Romeida a soldier stops us and asks to check whether M is certified to pass. He refuses to answer Raya, who greets him politely and when she demands that he answer her and be civil he tells her to shut up.  He makes a phone call to determine whether M. can go through. 

Raya: "You represent us here."

Soldier: "I don't represent you."

He spits a few times and threatens to spit in her face for trying to make him talk to her.

When we asked him what his name was he said it was Ariel Yenudah. 

We are held up and our driver's ID is being held by the soldiers, who continue to check Palestinians bags, ID's, call, and release them immediately. Michal T. called the police who came and said that the soldier was doing his job.   They left after a short time and gave us a phone number to call if we needed it. Michal also called the Regional Brigade and the Commander of the Givati Brigade but we did not see them taking any action. The soldier continued to keep M.'s ID card and told us that he was ashamed to represent us. He also said that if we didn't like it in Hebron, we shouldn't come. He told us to go sit in the car because we had a long time to wait. We called the police again, and after 40 minutes or so M's ID was returned and we were on our way. He simply wanted to deliberately make us wait and returned the ID after we went to sit at the nearby grocery store.

At the metal shop we met Yaakov, a Hebron man who married a Jewish woman and seems to be friendly with everyone.  We collected the tables that we had ordered a long time ago.