Trans. by Naomi S.

The Tarqumiya and Sansana checkpoints are located on the green line (1948 cease fire). When there will be a Palestinian state, they may indeed be called border-passageways. Today, however, the state of Israel has control on both sides of those CPs.

Some plain facts:
Sansana CP (Meytar): between 1500-2000 workers pass daily hee. The CP opens at 4:30am and by 7:15am all workers are through. Making a simple calculation, this means that every workers goes through within a few seconds (discounting waiting-time). But this is not how the Palestinian worker experiences the story as he goes to earn his living in Israel. After having receiving the magnetic card, and finding an Israeli employer, he still has to go through this Via Delarosa daily on his way to work.
At the checkpoint, they build up "sleeves" (lanes) which fit the checking points, but for financial reasons, only four of these have been opened and even they are not always manner or work properly. The workers say that when Shlomi, the CP manager is there, passage is more properly handled and that, when they are followed by prisoners' families, it is smoother. This morning there was havoc there and Shlomi asked the army in, to put some order in the line – he even came himself, to ensure that workers pass through peacefully. And the only solution to that is that all positioned will operate and that order will be kept by Palestinian attendants. Maybe numbers should be handed? By our calculation, for people not to waste a working day, passage should be at a rate of seven people per minute.
It should also be checked if it can't be helped, that workers do not all arrive at the same time – perhaps there should be some method by which they can ordered relative to the distance of their subsequent destination?

Tarquomiya: every morning, between 3550 and 4500 workers pass through here. The CP opens at 4am and by 7:30am all are through. Again, simple calculation shows that each worker passes through in a matter of only a few seconds and this is quick by any standard, but one should also take into account waiting time preceding the check-up, and there are workers who arrive before the CP opens. In any case, this is not the workers' own experience of the place. It is important to note that the same workers pass through every day, and that the right to earn one's living with dignity is a basic human right.

Following some phone calls we received from some workers who pass through there, we went to talk with Tz., the CP manager.
Points raised in discussion:
1. The CP opens on time and eight checking points are operated simultaneously.
2. The CP is partly manned by women and this can create a problem due to differences of culture, when a women has to approach a Muslim man. Also the women's tone of voice is often unbearable.
Tz. Says that few men are interested in this kind of work, so he must take on more women.
3. The cage-like appearance – the inner fences inside the CP: Tz claims that this is to protect the Palestinians and that if the fences were dismantled, people would have been pushed onto each other and there would have been more cases of broken ribs. When we suggest that in place of the fences, they might use portable band-poles (like those used in e.g. banks and airports), the response was that the Palestinians would still them. When we asked why, then, don't they move to the other side, the response was that they were not allowed, as they wouldn't be sufficiently well protected on the Palestinian side of the CP.
4. "Fighting" between groups of workers from different places over the right to enter first: on the Palestinian side of the Eyal passageway there are Palestinian attendants because on the other side of the CP it is zone A, i.e., Palestinian control territory. Right now the IDF does not allow PA policemen – or any other PA officials – to be positioned at Tarquimiya. The reason being that here, both sides are under Israeli control. Thus, the army is called in to restore order, not infrequently.
TZ. the CP manager, officially appealed to ask for permission to employ Palestinian attendants and thereby perhaps solve the problem of disorder while queuing. On the other hand, Tz. says that if security check-ups were handled by him, and not any other authorities, passage would have been smoother.

We were impressed that, under the circumstances, they do whatever they can to improve the service given at the CP. They recognize also the importance of personal treatment.
He says that Brig. Amos Harel, coordinator of Israel's operations in the territories, will be coming for a visit today, and he will be asking him for the following: 1. Palestinian attendants. 2. expanding the shade. 3. setting up toilets and a shade in the trucks' parking lot. 4. transporting the workers in Palestinian busses rather than East-Jerusalem transit owners who provoke the workers and that it should be the Israeli employers, rather than those transit drivers who pick up the workers to their working places in Israel.

By Tz.'s account, the shade in the waiting area, as well as the toilets, and whatever else there is there for the workers' benefit are all being regularly maintained – and then ruined anew.
Both CPs are planned in a way that reminds one of a military camp or a prison – if this is Israel's official gateway, then it is a pity they look they way. They pre-demonize those who pass through them – designating them enemies in advance. 

Hebron
Feels as deserted as ever. There are no detainees at any CP and the children who pass through the CP at Curve 160 and the Pharmacy CP have long gotten used to the opening of their school bags. Peace activists watch over them, too, at these CPs.
They tell us that yesterday a Palestinian boy of about 13.5 was forcefully struck in the hand by a Border Police soldier at the Aba'ad CP – Aba'ad is the CP close to the CPs next to the Patriarchs' Cave, and that's how the Palestinians calls is, after Aba'ad, the owner of the local souvenir shop.
We go to meet the boy at "El Ibrahmiya" school. He shows us his bruised hand and says that on his way home, at around 1:30pm,  Border Police soldiers instructed him and a friend to open their school bags, at that same time, pressing against his hand with great force. One of the fingers was swollen. No, he didn't go to hospital, so we can't do anything and because a soldier's word against his… well, the rest of the story is all too familiar…
Un Tuba-Hirbat Tiwwani – during our shift, I receive a call from a friend at Hirbat Tiwwani – it appears that the military escort for the children who walk under the Ma'on Farm on their way to school was late once more and the children were attacked by the settlers.
No one picked up the phone at the IDF… and again, we are helpless.