6:45  Sheikh Sa'ed

 

Few people crossing.  The soldiers greet us courteously.  We meet one of the B.P. area commanders who tells of a checkpoint where the soldiers know everyone and deal well with problems; and requests us to inform the company commander, A., of any problems.

Abu Dis to Shuafat 

We drove through the area, and stopped at the Lazarus checkpoint (formerly the Pishpash).  The checkpoint building is ready.  It resembles the building in Sawwahara.  We did not see the inside.  The photograph we took is of poor quality.  The blue gate, on the other hand, is very photogenic.  Not clear who will cross at this checkpoint. Blue ID's from Al-Ezariya? Internationals? Pupils?

Sho'afat Camp checkpoint 

What catches the eye are the parking bays being built south of the present checkpoint, for transportation of pupils, it seems.  Construction continues also at the new crossing, intended, according to the soldiers there, for owners of blue ID's in the camp.  It seems the intention is to separate pedestrians from vehicles, as in Kalandia, and to allow passengers consulting for "international investment and trade" to disembark,  and below: there is a sealed window.  Very symbolic.

8: 30 Sheikh Jerrakh

Our weekly cup of coffee with Nasser Raawi, the sole brave demonstrator in the protest tent on the street where some of the houses have been occupied by settlers.  Nasser tells us of the memories of his 87-year-old father, a refugee from Saraphand arriving here in 1948.  The place was then the domain of  foxes, there were no Jewish settlers from before 200 years or so.

While we spoke, a family with children comes out to the waiting transportaion.  He tells us that on Saturday there was an incident with Um-al-Kurdi, in the proximate house — she was pushed by settlers at the entrance to her courtyard and fainted. Nasser was at the demonstration in Tel-Aviv on Saturday night, and spoke there. 

He sees himself as the Palestinian Nelson Mandela, and is indeed a very impressive man. But he has no Palestinian supporters demonstrating with him — they are all afraid.  Only various internationals are present, occupying the protest tent in the Kurdi courtyard, and sometimes sleeping in Nasser's tent.

What chance does this protest stand without massive support?  Nasser asks us to come, if possible, on weekdays too. On Fridays there is a big weekly turnout, with drums, but they don't enter the street itself.  We also talk of treatment with art work for the evacuated children (courtesy of the Jerusalem "Shualim" (Foxes) lobby) which we helped to organize after Nasser requested, because his children suffer from serious sleep disturbances.

We also visit H'lida who works in the cafeteria of the Art Department of Al-Quds University, opposite the Strand Hotel.  She tells us that her son witnessed the incident with Um-al-Kurdi and cried late into the night.   He's afraid of being killed.  H'lida has not visited her parents in Bitaniya in 8 years, and now she has made contact with the Moked (Centre for the Defence of the Individual) who have advised her to submit a request for family reunion, after which she will receive confirmation from a lawyer about the procedure which will protect her from expulsion from her husband's home in Sheik Jerrakh.