'Anin, Barta'a-Reihan, Tura-Shaked, Ya'bed-Dotan

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Neta G., reporting, Marcia L., translation


צפרה, שלך ובשבילך..

Neta G., reporting, Marcia L., translation

Jalama Checkpoint looks like a border crossing. Perhaps in the future?

In response to a request from the Road To Recovery, I took two Palestinian mothers with two babies, each one in his/her own child safety seat, from Rambam Hospital (in Haifa ) to the Jalama Checkpoint, The children undergo dialysis several times a week and the mothers usually take the roundtrip together. They are both residents of Jenin, young and lovely, and their children are sweet; however, their conditions are sad, We wish them health and a good life, One of the mothers directed me in Jalama to the relatively new parking lot, which was once part of the commercial checkpoint, Several trucks were parked in the area, I stayed to observe the checkpoint for a while, as we almost never come here. 

13:40 – 14:20 – Jalama Checkpoint

Jalama Checkpoint is on the Green Line, on Road 60, between the junctures of Yizrael and Jenin, The checkpoint serves primarily as a crossing point for those Palestinian who have permission to work in Israel, and for humanitarian cases, The vehicle checkpoint next to it serves mainly for crossing for Arab-Israeli citizens into the area under the Palestinian Authority and back. It is almost possible to believe that this is a border crossing, Perhaps one day it will be.

At this hour, agricultural workers who have already finished their work arrive in transport vehicles and private cars, The workers get out of the vehicles, cross the old, empty parking lot, and enter the enclosed sleeveinfo-icon that leads to the terminal, The crossing is carried out through the terminal and not beside it, as has been the custom for a long time at Barta’a Checkpoint. Among the workers there are also a few older women, who are smiling and friendly. All of them carry bags of citrus fruits in their hands or backpacks, the fruit of their work.

The old parking lot is well cared for, the shed is clean, prayer rugs are folded on the benches, A security guard, who is not happy with my presence, asks what I am doing there, and won’t let me approach the opening of the terminal, He also makes sure I don’t photograph.

Many private cars of Arab-Israeli citizens enter the vehicle checkpoint in the direction of the West Bank and the passage is quick.