Hebron, Sansana (Meitar Crossing), South Hebron Hills

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Galit, Hagit (reporting). Charles K. (trans.)


Meitar Checkpoint

Quiet when we go through.  Five buses transporting relatives of prisoners wait in the parking lot.


We see people gathered at the village of Dari’at, on Highway 356.  We drive into the village – it’s a funeral.  Someone has been murdered in a revenge killing.  We leave hurriedly.



Tomorrow is the 20th anniversary of the massacre carried out by Baruch Goldstein in the Cave of the Patriarchs.  Work is underway in the park where he’s buried.  They’re building a wall at the edge of the park, as if to remove the grave from the park.  We wonder whether that’s a change in policy by the Kiryat Arba municipality…


The city itself is very quiet, seeming fairly deserted. Bassem happily shows us the second storey of his house and invites us to his son’s wedding in a month and a half.


‘Abed travelled to Ramallah to obtain authorization from the Palestinian Health Ministry for his grandson to have an operation in Israel.  He’s three weeks old, born with a very serious disease of the blood vessels.  Doctors at the Hebron hospital thought to amputate his legs.  The babyinfo-icon will apparently be hospitalized in Tel HaShomer.  We left our phone number, in case he needs something.  Women are celebrating the birth of a baby with a party held next to the worshippers rout, near Kiryat Arba.  They pull me in joyfully, exulting… The excavations at Tel Rumeida continue; Mrs. Abu Heikhal tells us they found a Moslem cemetery but the settlers have already begun telling people that the biblical town of Hebron was located exactly at that site.  A Border Police jeep is parked at the entrance to her home; the soldiers dash in our direction as soon as they see us…


There’s a flying checkpoint at the Dura al-Fawwar junction on our way back, on the al-Fawwar side.  A Palestinian tells us that a few youths threw rocks…  They’ve already been waiting an hour and a half, and haven’t been allowed through.  None of the soldiers will talk to us.  But they open the road two minutes after we arrive.