<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:37:01.692+02:00</updated><category term='Qalqiliya'/><category term='the Negev'/><category term='the wall'/><category term='Jerusalem'/><category term='Holy Land'/><category term='Umm Salamona'/><category term='The Regional Council for the Unrecognized Villages in the Negev'/><category term='Beit Sahour'/><category term='Zionist'/><category term='Christ at the checkpoint'/><category term='Oush Ghrab'/><category term='Sabt en-Nur'/><category term='non-violence'/><category term='Hannoun'/><category term='the Dead Sea'/><category term='Evangelical Christians'/><category term='Gary M. Burge'/><category term='the Barrier'/><category term='refugee'/><category term='checkpoints'/><category term='wall'/><category term='the New Testament'/><category term='Bedouins'/><category term='the Kairos document'/><category term='refugees'/><category term='Ahava'/><category term='the Holy Sepucher'/><category term='Joint Advocacy Initiative'/><category term='tourists'/><category term='settlers'/><category term='Alternative Tourism Group'/><category term='unrecognized villages'/><category term='settlements'/><category term='Nablus'/><category term='Herodium'/><category term='Bethlehem Bible College'/><title type='text'>Marie on the West Bank</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-608714845078951052</id><published>2010-04-26T10:36:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T13:35:34.110+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I knew how it would feel to be free</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some months now, I've had a song on my mind. For me it sums up the life of Palestinians under Israeli occupation and discrimination, and since I'm going back to Norway in just a few days, I'd like to end my blog with it. So, here it is. If you want to hear Nina Simone sing it, go to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JeXtfmAwvvY"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wish I knew how it would feel to be free&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could break all the chains holdin' me&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say all the things that I should say&lt;br /&gt;say'em loud, say'em clear for the whole round world to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9ViiXYAAGI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/KGnFHhN9dNU/s1600/checkpoint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9ViiXYAAGI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/KGnFHhN9dNU/s400/checkpoint.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464382065413718114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could share all the love that's in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;remove all the bars that keep us apart.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could know what it means to be me.&lt;br /&gt;Then you'd see and agree that every man should be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9VztzNNKEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/_EAF8nRokaY/s1600/Hannouneh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9VztzNNKEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/_EAF8nRokaY/s400/Hannouneh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464400953560868930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could give all I'm longin' to give.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could live like I'm longing to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9V1WRdV7AI/AAAAAAAAAMw/LJr3pBT8fSk/s1600/Negev-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9V1WRdV7AI/AAAAAAAAAMw/LJr3pBT8fSk/s400/Negev-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464402748388011010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could do all the things that I can do,&lt;br /&gt;and though I'm way over due I'd be startin' a new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9V0kNvDQrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lFax3wQae6k/s1600/Aida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9V0kNvDQrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lFax3wQae6k/s400/Aida.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464401888395084466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I wish I could be like a bird in the sky&lt;br /&gt;How sweet it would be if I found I could fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9V04Dv-wtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/9Z2pnRefkdk/s1600/mandelblomst-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9V04Dv-wtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/9Z2pnRefkdk/s400/mandelblomst-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464402229312013010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'd soar to the sun and look down at the sea&lt;br /&gt;And I'd sing 'cause I'd know yeah&lt;br /&gt;And I'd sing 'cause I'd know yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9V2gRpR94I/AAAAAAAAANA/rcuAlu_Vmms/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9V2gRpR94I/AAAAAAAAANA/rcuAlu_Vmms/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464404019748403074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd sing 'cause I'd know&lt;br /&gt;I'd know how it feels&lt;br /&gt;I'd know how it feels to be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9V17KBWT1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/FWksi_KTllY/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9V17KBWT1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/FWksi_KTllY/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464403382046707538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah I would know how it feels&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'd know I'd know&lt;br /&gt;How it feels&lt;br /&gt;How it feels&lt;br /&gt;To be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9V24Qzr7mI/AAAAAAAAANI/bBuxBa5B0z8/s1600/fl%C3%B8ytespiller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9V24Qzr7mI/AAAAAAAAANI/bBuxBa5B0z8/s400/fl%C3%B8ytespiller.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464404431840472674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photos show, chronologically:&lt;br /&gt;1 People waiting at the Gilo checkpoint between Bethlehem and Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;2 The Hannouneh family, who were thrown out of their home in East Jerusalem in August last year, sitting outside their house&lt;br /&gt;3 One of the unrecognized Bedouin villages in the Negev, Beer Sheva in the horizon&lt;br /&gt;4 Children in Aida refugee camp in Bethlehem&lt;br /&gt;5 Blooming almond trees in Beit Sahour&lt;br /&gt;6 Beit Sahour farmers who have lost land to the Har Homa settlement, and are now struggling to keep their land in Oush Ghrab&lt;br /&gt;7 Children in the southern Hebron hills, who are facing settler violence on their way to school&lt;br /&gt;8 The painting of a flute player on a wall in Deheishe refugee camp in Bethlehem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find all the stories on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-608714845078951052?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/608714845078951052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-wish-i-knew-how-it-would-feel-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/608714845078951052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/608714845078951052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-wish-i-knew-how-it-would-feel-to-be.html' title='I wish I knew how it would feel to be free'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9ViiXYAAGI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/KGnFHhN9dNU/s72-c/checkpoint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-5534485878138626148</id><published>2010-04-24T08:55:00.022+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T13:43:27.857+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Barrier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Qalqiliya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='settlements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refugees'/><title type='text'>Qalqiliya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I built a wall I'd ask to know&lt;br /&gt;what I was walling in or walling out&lt;br /&gt;and to whom I was like to give offense.&lt;br /&gt;Something there is that doesn't love a wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(From "Mending Wall" by Robert Frost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week Lars, Ciara, Gjermund and I visited Qalqiliya, a city that is completely surrounded by the Barrier. We met with Muhammad Selim, who is working with refugee issues, and Rafiq Marabi, who is the leader of the National Committee for Grassroots Resistance, an organization working against the wall and the settlements. Rafiq Marabi took us around Qalqiliya, and gave us an introduction to the situation there. He told us that 60 percent of the land belonging to Qalqiliya was taken in the war in 1948 (Israel during this war conquered more land than was given to the state in the UN partition plan, to be more precise, 78 percent as opposed to 55). Today 70 percent of the inhabitants of Qalqilya are refugees. After Israel's occupation of the West Bank in 1967, additional land around the city of Qalqilya has been taken to settlements. Finally, in 2003, 2500 dunams (a dunam is 1000 square meters), ended up on the other side of the Barrier. The Qalqiliya that is inside the wall consists of 6500 dunams, 4000 of which is built-up area. Here's a map over Qalqilya city and the surrounding area:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9LZMe_u-YI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Pfsgk3_dlOo/s1600/qalqilia-map4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9LZMe_u-YI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Pfsgk3_dlOo/s400/qalqilia-map4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463668106455873922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As should be clear from the map, not only Qalqiliya city is divided by the Barrier, but the whole area around it. If you want to see how the Barrier is crisscrossing the entire Qalqiliya governorate, see page 4 of this &lt;a href="http://www.ochaopt.org/documents/OCHA_SpecialFocus_BarrierGates_2007_11.pdf"&gt;UN report&lt;/a&gt;. All in all the wall is taking 60 percent of the land. The rest is divided by the Barrier and by settlements. "They are killing the possibility for a Palestinian state, they are killing the possibility for peace", Marabi comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9LSARsJPRI/AAAAAAAAALo/w_cui1Rylxg/s1600/Qalqiliya-kart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9LSARsJPRI/AAAAAAAAALo/w_cui1Rylxg/s400/Qalqiliya-kart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463660200144223506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rafiq Marabi and Lars looking at a map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Qalqiliya city 45,000 people are living. But many are moving, because their lives have become so difficult. At the time 37 percent live under the poverty limit. Traditionally Qalqiliya has been a center of agriculture, because of its rich water supplies. According to Muhammad Selim, this is also why so many settlements have been constructed around it, and why the wall now is taking even more land. Farmers who have land on the other side of the wall, have great difficulties in reaching it. Many greenhouses are abandoned because farmers are not able to look after them during the day. If land is not cultivated within a period of three years, Israel can use an old Ottoman law to confiscate it. Other greenhouses had to be removed in order to make place for the Barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The National Committee for Grassroots Resistance works against these Israeli policies in different ways: media work, demonstrations, working with political leaders and also legal work within the Israeli court system. In court they have managed to change slightly the route of the Barrier. What they asked for was for the Barrier to go along the so-called Green Line between Israel and the West Bank. The reason that was given why this was impossible was the settlements. If anyone wondered, the settlements are just as illegal according to &lt;a href="http://www.btselem.org/english/Separation_Barrier/International_Court_Decision.asp"&gt;international law&lt;/a&gt; as the Barrier is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at Muhammad Selims office, we talked more about the effects of the Barrier on people in the area. Selim spoke about the difficulties of getting proper health care for the people left on the other side of the wall, and also of maintaining social ties. "If you want to have a wedding, you have to get permits for all your guests to cross the gate", Selim said, and continued: "We don't want to be animals, who just eat and work, we want to be human beings. You start to think that you are not like others, there are limitations everywhere."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9LSZlykaDI/AAAAAAAAALw/Ub5IlZosqMM/s1600/Qalqiliya-mur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9LSZlykaDI/AAAAAAAAALw/Ub5IlZosqMM/s400/Qalqiliya-mur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463660635036608562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wall in Qalqiliya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-5534485878138626148?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/5534485878138626148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/04/qalqiliya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/5534485878138626148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/5534485878138626148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/04/qalqiliya.html' title='Qalqiliya'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S9LZMe_u-YI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Pfsgk3_dlOo/s72-c/qalqilia-map4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-1053651086893819554</id><published>2010-04-18T18:15:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T20:48:51.487+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Study war no more</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time I saw an Israeli soldier wearing a machine gun. I had only seen a gun once before in my life, a pistol carried by a police officer in France a few years ago. This time I was at a checkpoint between Beit Jala and Jerusalem. The sight of the machine gun was so shocking that it almost made me cry. I know that there is an occupation and that soldiers carry weapons, but still to see something that is produced to kill people is absurd to me. Now I am used to soldiers and machine guns. They are everywhere, not just at the checkpoints, but in the streets, cafes and buses, as Israel has many soldiers, and most of them carry their weapon even when they are off duty. I have seen settlers carrying machine guns as well. Despite the amount of &lt;a href="http://www.ochaopt.org/documents/ocha_opt_settler_vilonce_special_focus_2008_12_18.pdf"&gt;settler violence&lt;/a&gt; towards Palestinians, settlers are not checked and disarmed at the many checkpoints scattered over the West Bank. Protection is for Israelis, not Palestinians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago I met with Ruth Hiller, who is active in a movement called &lt;a href="http://www.newprofile.org/english/"&gt;New Profile&lt;/a&gt;. It is a feminist organization working for the demilitarization of the Israeli society. Ruth told me some interesting things about the Israeli military. She described how different parts of society are influenced by it, for instance how army networks are dominating politics as well as business. "One of the most militarized public spheres is the schools", she said. There are assistants in schools wearing uniforms, and often the principal is an ex-general (They retire and re-educate at 44.). Recruiting takes place during the two last years in high school: Different tests take place there, and military officials come to encourage the pupils to join different units. Teachers are obliged to identify children with low motivation and report them. People from the military dressed in civil then come and talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may have heard about how young Israelis who refuse to enter the army, have to go to jail. You can read about some of them on &lt;a href="http://december18th.org/"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt;. When these conscientious objectors have finished their sentence, they are again asked to join the army, and if they say no, they are sent to prison once more. Often it continues like this until jail has made the objector so depressed that he or she is excempt on medical grounds. These people are not the only ones who avoid military service, however. Of the around 80 percent of the Israeli population who are Jewish, a total of 25 percent of high school graduates do not go into the military. Another 26 percent don't complete their service (two years for men and three years for women, men also have reserve service until they are 42). "The myth is that every Jewish boy and girl go into the military. People think that they don't have any other future than being a soldier", Ruth said, and continued: "In Israel you are not allowed to postpone your service a few years like you can in Europe, which means that there is no time to think. Israel could not have conscripted that many at the age of 21, because then people have matured as individuals." She added that soldiers live at home during their service, and only are paid around 100 dollars a month. "That's below minimum wage. It's slave labour", she concluded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Profile's main focus is giving support and counseling to people who question their military service or have decided to refuse. They cooperate with other Israeli organizations working in the same field. "It is our belief that there is always a choice", Ruth declared. "There are different ways of solving a conflict. Israelis are told that war is the only way. In New Profile we question this. After all it hasn't been working for 63 years".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-1053651086893819554?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/1053651086893819554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-shall-beat-our-swords.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/1053651086893819554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/1053651086893819554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-shall-beat-our-swords.html' title='Study war no more'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-2771052196840481758</id><published>2010-04-10T09:05:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T09:35:21.013+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sabt en-Nur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Kairos document'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Holy Sepucher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jerusalem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wall'/><title type='text'>The light from Jerusalem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday before Easter Sunday is called Sabt en-Nur (Saturday of Light/Fire) by Christian Palestinians. According to Orthodox tradition a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holy_Fire"&gt;holy fire&lt;/a&gt; is lit without any human intervention in the Holy Sepulcher (the church held to stand on the place of Golgatha as well as the grave of Jesus). The lighting of the fire has taken place at least since 1066, maybe even centuries before that. The fire is thought to be the flame of the resurrection power, and also the fire of the burning bush that Moses encountered at Mount Sinai. It is brought from Jerusalem by special flights to many Orthodox countries, such as Russia, Serbia, Greece, Belarus, Georgia, Armenia, Bulgaria, Romania, Ukraine, Syria and Lebanon, and welcomed on the airports by state leaders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire also travels through the Wall to the Christian communities at the West Bank. I was at the reception in Beit Sahour. It was a great party, people had dressed up and were crowding the streets, scouts were marching and playing drums and bagpipes. The sound of at least 40 bagpipes playing in unison is pretty intense! I recognized a few of the tunes, the "Symphony of Joy" by Beethoven and then -of course- "My Heart will go on" from Titanic. It was an impressive celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S791uQ5iApI/AAAAAAAAALQ/bHAWmPdCbvg/s1600/sekkepipetog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S791uQ5iApI/AAAAAAAAALQ/bHAWmPdCbvg/s400/sekkepipetog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458210711067034258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scouts marching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S792S78bmpI/AAAAAAAAALY/FvJdRPoBQ4I/s1600/jentespeidere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S792S78bmpI/AAAAAAAAALY/FvJdRPoBQ4I/s400/jentespeidere.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458211341097212562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More scouts marching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After speeches, music and marching, at last the light came, the holy light of the resurrection -in a taxi! After it came the prime minister of the Palestinian authority, Salam Fayyad. People surrounded the two cars, out stepped the patriark with the lantern, to the flashing of cameras and the smell of incense. Then we all started a procession through the streets of the Old City. On the balconies more people were watching, some throwing candy down at us. We arrived one of the many churches in Beit Sahour. There was a stage filled with scouts, and people could go into the church to light their own lanterns with the holy fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S792lufNeUI/AAAAAAAAALg/emuWo0k84qM/s1600/lysdrosje.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S792lufNeUI/AAAAAAAAALg/emuWo0k84qM/s400/lysdrosje.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458211663902505282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The patriarch stepping out of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my Lutheran background, Sabt en-Nur reminded me more of the Norwegian constitution day than Norwegian Easter. Still I see that there is no intrinsic link between Christian celebrations and organs. And there was something about this celebration that made sense, even to a Norwergian Protestant. Maybe it was the life and joy of the event. It seemed to suit a resurrection. There was a nationalistic touch to the celebration as well, with the prime minister present and kufiyyes and flags on the bagpipes. But for Christians struggling to stay in the land of the resurrection, as it is called in the &lt;a href="http://www.kairospalestine.ps/"&gt;Kairos document&lt;/a&gt;, I suppose your religion is also about your geografical roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the strongest impression was maybe to see a celebration of a light coming from a city inaccessible to most of the Christians in Beit Sahour. In general, Palestinians are not allowed to go to Jerusalem (East Jerusalem was occupied by Israel in 1967, and is being separated from the West Bank more and more). During religious holidays, people can apply for a permission to go, but many don't get it. Some object to the whole system of permissions. Why should they apply for traveling in their own land? On Palm Sunday there was a &lt;a href="http://www.demotix.com/news/288485/palm-sunday-protest-bethlehem-manages-passing-through-checkpoint"&gt;demonstration&lt;/a&gt; where 100 people managed to pass the checkpoint between Bethlehem and Jerusalem before they were stopped by police on the other side. This was part of an annual procession that used to go between the Church of Nativity in Bethlehem and the Holy Sepulcher in Jerusalem every Easter Sunday. It's so sad to talk to people about their holiday plans, knowing that they can't go to the city where Easter started, in order to go to the Holy Sepulcher, or to see friends and family. But the light of the resurrection crosses the Wall. Maybe it will someday also tear it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-2771052196840481758?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/2771052196840481758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/04/light-from-jerusalem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/2771052196840481758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/2771052196840481758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/04/light-from-jerusalem.html' title='The light from Jerusalem'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S791uQ5iApI/AAAAAAAAALQ/bHAWmPdCbvg/s72-c/sekkepipetog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-6932316759529755833</id><published>2010-03-29T12:48:00.021+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T14:43:28.335+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='checkpoints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Regional Council for the Unrecognized Villages in the Negev'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedouins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unrecognized villages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Negev'/><title type='text'>Unrecognized</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days ago, Lars, Gjermund and I went to the Negev desert in order to learn more about the situation for the Bedouins who are living there. On our way, we crossed the checkpoint between Bethlehem and Jerusalem. It was very crowded this day. It took us one hour just to get through the first lane leading into the terminal itself. As we were waiting, we met Gunnar, who is here with &lt;a href="http://www.eappi.org/"&gt;EAPPI&lt;/a&gt;, the accompaniment program of the World Council of Churches. I asked him what was going on, and he said: "Well, there are two girls sitting there, and one is just chewing gum and talking on the phone. I tell you, this has been the worst month since I got here." After a while a friend called the humanitarian number of the Israeli military. They told us to wait. Nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S7CUVkqWMMI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kmCYpIVfm20/s1600/checkpoint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S7CUVkqWMMI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kmCYpIVfm20/s400/checkpoint.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454022247085125826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the lane at the checkpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Beer Sheva we met Abu Ali al-Sbeih from The Regional Council for the Unrecognized Villages in the Negev (&lt;a href="http://www.rcuv.net/en/sub1.asp?sub_id=5"&gt;RCUV&lt;/a&gt;). "I wanted you to come, to see how people live in a democracy", he said. Most of the Bedouins in the Negev fled to the West Bank, Gaza and Sinai during the Arab-Israeli war in 1948. Those who remained were forced to move to the northern parts of the Negev, around the city of Beer Sheva. By the end of the 1950s, the Israeli state had managed to appropriate over 90 percent of all land in the Negev. In the 60s and 70s, the government planned seven townships where they wanted to "concentrate" the Bedouin population, without consulting them. Those who refuse to move to these townships, live in the so-called &lt;a href="http://www.hic-net.org/document.php?pid=2670"&gt;unrecognized villages&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While 134 agricultural communities have been developed for the exclusive use of the Jewish population of the Negev, not a single Arab community has been authorized since 1948. Consequently, you will not find the unrecognized villages in the Negev on a map, and they do not receive services or infrastrucure like water, electricity or roads. To construct permanent buildings is illegal, so Israeli authorities regularly destroy Bedouin homes. Even villages and houses that were there long before the state of Israel was established, suddenly have become illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are 45 villages with 90,000 inhabitants", Abu Ali al-Sbeih tells us.&lt;br /&gt;"They destroy our houses and take our land to make us move to densely populated areas. We want to live as Bedouins, with animals and an agriculture with low water consumption, but that's impossible when we are placed in cities. Every week they come and destroy houses, because they say that they are illegal. But we have no one to apply to for permission."&lt;br /&gt;He keeps describing how difficult the situation is. Children have to travel long ways to go to school. Many don't go. If a mother needs to take her child to the clinic, she will often have to walk several kilometers before she reaches a road. The schools -there are separate schools for Jews and Bedouins- have a bad quality. And all the time they see how different their situation is from that of Israeli Jews, who have everything they need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-Sbeih takes us to two unrecognized villages. One of them is called Assir. The houses have been standing here for a long time. Then Israel built a high voltage wire just over the village. Now the inhabitants live with the risk of cancer.&lt;br /&gt;"Every time there's a storm, the people here are so afraid that parts of the construction will fall down," al-Sbeih comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S7Lht7tm7FI/AAAAAAAAALI/_NVjj9CmhSw/s1600/Negev-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S7Lht7tm7FI/AAAAAAAAALI/_NVjj9CmhSw/s400/Negev-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454670277938441298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the other village, Khashm Zanna, 600 children are picked up by 12 buses every day to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;"It costs more to drive these children back and forth than to have a school here. Why do they do it? Because they don't want us to live here".&lt;br /&gt;Al-Sbeih tells us about the Regional Council, which represents the unrecognized villages to the state and the international society. They also arrange courses, where people learn to communicate about their own situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S7LgawCPVmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/WbAcf86CooY/s1600/Negev1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S7LgawCPVmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/WbAcf86CooY/s400/Negev1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454668848874608226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting down for tea in Khashem Zana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abu Ali Al-Sbeih describes the beauty of the traditional Bedouin life: the music, the fellowship, the handicrafts and the love for the desert.&lt;br /&gt;"Every type of nature has its special characteristics. The life of the Bedouins is tied to what is natural in the desert. We know how to live in harmony with it. And we appreciate it, the silence, for instance. I don't mind young people moving to the city. But those who want to live in the desert, are not allowed."&lt;br /&gt;We ask Al-Sbeih how the Israeli government defends it policies towards the Bedouins.&lt;br /&gt;"They listen to us, and they know what is going on, but they don't want to do as we say, because they want our land. They want to pressure and pressure and pressure us, so that we move.", he answers.&lt;br /&gt;"When I open my door and go out, I meet limitations and barriers. I want a free life. I want to live in a world that stretches out, like the desert."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S7Lg-WhlOUI/AAAAAAAAALA/jkeMSqwtiRM/s1600/Negev-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S7Lg-WhlOUI/AAAAAAAAALA/jkeMSqwtiRM/s400/Negev-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454669460502034754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Assir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-6932316759529755833?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/6932316759529755833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/03/unrecognized.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/6932316759529755833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/6932316759529755833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/03/unrecognized.html' title='Unrecognized'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S7CUVkqWMMI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kmCYpIVfm20/s72-c/checkpoint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-3072250534149363704</id><published>2010-03-22T07:50:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T12:53:34.618+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Umm Salamona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='settlements'/><title type='text'>Victory in Umm Salamona</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have been reading my blog regularly, you might have been wondering what has happened to the hilltop in Umm Salamona, where we planted trees in November and December to avoid it being taken for &lt;a href="http://www.btselem.org/English/Settlements/"&gt;settlement&lt;/a&gt; expansion. For those of you who haven't read about Umm Salamona, the matter in short was that the supreme court has ruled that the hilltop has to be cultivated before the end of 2009, or it would be confiscated (and beyond doubt, given to the neighbouring settlements). See my posts &lt;a href="http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/11/hills-are-alive.html"&gt;The hills are alive&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/11/trees-and-threats-in-umm-salamona.html"&gt;Trees and threats in Umm Salamona&lt;/a&gt; for more background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I contacted Awad, the initiator of the campaign, last week to hear how things were going in Umm Salamona. Awad told me that the land will not be confiscated. By planting 1250 trees there, Awad and other activists have managed to reclaim the land. Even though deer held by settlers are damaging many of the trees (there is no money for building metal fences), Awad describes the situation as good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, Palestinians and foreigners, have, by non-violent means, prevented a hilltop from being stolen. The people in Umm Salamona can go there, to enjoy the beautiful landscape or to harvest the trees. And they can feel that there is some kind of right and wrong in this world, and some way to pursue it. Still around half a million settlers are living on stolen land in the West Bank, including East Jerusalem. But the victory in Umm Salamona is a message, to the settlers and the Israeli military that the land belongs to the Palestinians, and that it is important to them. And to the world about what is going on in the lives and land of the Palestinians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-3072250534149363704?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/3072250534149363704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/03/victory-in-umm-salamona.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/3072250534149363704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/3072250534149363704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/03/victory-in-umm-salamona.html' title='Victory in Umm Salamona'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-3762152800891746977</id><published>2010-03-16T10:03:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T09:27:08.977+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gary M. Burge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ at the checkpoint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bethlehem Bible College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the New Testament'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Kairos document'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zionist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Land'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evangelical Christians'/><title type='text'>Checkpoint gospel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days there's a conference going on in Bethlehem, arranged by Bethlehem Bible College. &lt;a href="http://bethbc.com/christatthecheckpoint.html"&gt;"Christ at the Checkpoint: Theology in the Service of Peace and Justice"&lt;/a&gt;, it's called. Between 200 and 25o Evangelical Christians from the US and Europe, as well as Palestinians, are gathered to work with theology in the Palestinian context. Christ is at the checkpoint. What does he have to say to people there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gjermund and I attended a lecture yesterday by Gary M. Burge, who is a professor in the New Testament at Wheaton College in Chicaco. He talked about the New Testament and the Land, a topic that he has just finished&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Jesus-and-the-Land/Gary-Burge/e/9780801038983"&gt; a book&lt;/a&gt; about. I'm sure I didn't catch everything that Dr. Burge said, but I'd like to render a few points he made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S6HilVI2POI/AAAAAAAAAKg/mRrlvCINstM/s1600-h/Christ-at-the-checkpoint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S6HilVI2POI/AAAAAAAAAKg/mRrlvCINstM/s400/Christ-at-the-checkpoint.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449886155052301538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the lecture. Thank you to Gjermund for letting me use his picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, he pointed out that Holy Land theologies was a highly debated issue among Jews in Jesus' time. Jews were under Roman occupation. Should they fight to get their sovereignty back? What about Jews living in diaspora, who were actually the majority? Could you really be a good Jew living outside the Holy Land? Considering this debate, Jesus' silence about this issue is a loud silence, Dr. Burke argued. Still the question is touched upon in some passages in the gospels, for instance in the Beatitudes: "Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth." (Matthew 5:5). According to Dr. Burke, the word in Greek for "earth" can also be translated "land", as in the Greek version of the strikingly similar verse in Psalm 37: "But the meek will inherit the land and enjoy great peace." "Land" and "inheritance" were conceptions tightly linked to the promise to the Jews. But here Jesus does not say that the land belongs to a certain people, but to those who are meek. Does this mean that Jesus gave the land to his followers? No, says Dr. Burke. The rest of the New Testament interprets "the land" in relation to the Kingdom of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is reaffirmed by the practice and writings of the early Christian church. The gospel is preached to Diaspora Jews. But Jews or non-Jews who receives the new faith, are they asked to move to the Holy Land? Never. They can stay where they are. There is no territorial theology in early Christianity. Paul is in his writings strikingly uninterested in geography. Terms connected to Holy Land theology are reinterpreted. For instance, Abraham's seed, that the promises were spoken to, is not the Jewish people, but Jesus (Gal, 3:16). And what was Abraham promised? According to Paul's letter to the Romans 4:13, not today's Israel, but "the world"! Also in the other texts in the New Testament, "land" is not connected to territory. For instance, in the Book of Revelation, Jerusalem is a city newly built by God, not the city in Judea. The country the Christians are longing for, is not Israel, it's heaven or the heavenly renewal of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have an idea about the support Evangelical Christians have given to the Zionist cause especially in the USA, this message and this conference is potentially revolutionary stuff. Of course the people present at that lecture do not make up a big percentage of Evangelical Christians. Some of them are still traveling around Israel in buses with slogans like: "I will not keep silent for Zion's sake. Christians united for Israel." But the change in many churches around the world is noticed and even warned about by those in Israel who support their country's policies, as can be seen in &lt;a href="http://www.jpost.com/Home/Article.aspx?id=169255"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; in Jerusalem Post. &lt;a href="http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/12/image-in-captivity.html"&gt;The Kairos document &lt;/a&gt;might, with it's urge for churches to revisit theologies that are justifying the occupation and to stand up in support for the oppressed, add momentum to this change. It might actually mean a difference. It might be good news at the checkpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S6HjEiYNeoI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MhaduoygF_Y/s1600-h/Efeserne-2.14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S6HjEiYNeoI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MhaduoygF_Y/s400/Efeserne-2.14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449886691182344834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the wall. Thank you to Gjermund's father, who took the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-3762152800891746977?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/3762152800891746977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/03/checkpoint-gospel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/3762152800891746977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/3762152800891746977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/03/checkpoint-gospel.html' title='Checkpoint gospel'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S6HilVI2POI/AAAAAAAAAKg/mRrlvCINstM/s72-c/Christ-at-the-checkpoint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-7446528177822577189</id><published>2010-03-13T10:00:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T13:41:16.119+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nablus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Dead Sea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herodium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ahava'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tourists'/><title type='text'>Tourists taken, tourists missed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier I have written about how &lt;a href="http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/02/planting-hope.html"&gt;land&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/10/talking-about-water.html"&gt;water&lt;/a&gt; is being taken from Palestinians. During the last two weeks I have traveled through Israel and the Palestinian territories together with friends and family of Gjermund, and it seems to me that another resource, namely the tourists, is also to a large extent being controlled by Israel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;An example of this is to be found just outside Beit Sahour, the Herodium mountain. Constructed as a fortress and a palace by king Herod the Great, the site is now controlled by Israeli authorities, as it lies in &lt;a href="http://www.btselem.org/English/Planning_and_Building/20091125_Civil_administration_strangles_Palestinian_building.asp"&gt;area C&lt;/a&gt;. A poster at the entrance promised that the "Israeli nature and historical heritage" was in the best hands. The man who collected the fee was an Israeli, and it is hard to believe that any Palestinian will ever see that money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S5uS7zLWRQI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WZddxzgAe2Y/s1600-h/Herodion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S5uS7zLWRQI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WZddxzgAe2Y/s400/Herodion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448109730282489090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Israeli flag at Herodium, tied up that day because of the wind. Thank you to Gjermund, who has taken the photos in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further to the east the Jordan valley and the land west of the Dead Sea, except for Jericho, is under complete Israeli control (see &lt;a href="http://www.btselem.org/English/Planning_and_Building/20100222_Al_Hadidiyeh.asp"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; by the Israeli human rights group BTselem to learn more about what this means for the Palestinians who are living there). A good proportion of the Dead Sea shore is within Israel. This apparently isn't enough. On the West Bank side, there are Israeli-run tourist resorts waving the Israeli flag, settlements and a factory producing cosmetic products for &lt;a href="http://www.stolenbeauty.org/article.php?id=5192"&gt;Ahava&lt;/a&gt;, using stolen minerals from the Dead Sea. Palestinians who want to be tourists in their own land, on the other hand, can have a difficult time getting to the Dead Sea, according to &lt;a href="http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/middle-east/palestinians-barred-from-dead-sea-beaches-to-appease-israeli-settlers-846948.html"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; in the Independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occupation seems to be good business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not for the Palestinians, though. While tourists are crowding the shores of the Dead Sea and streaming to Jerusalem and the many churches around the Sea of Galilee, there are strangely few visitors at many holy sites in the West Bank. One of them is Jacob's Well in Nablus, where Jesus sat down to talk to the Samaritan woman. The well is still there inside a beautiful church full of icons and chandeliers. When we visited the place this week, Gjermund, his parents and I were the only people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S5uT5AXw7wI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/dGKvXkTtQyQ/s1600-h/Jakobs-bronn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S5uT5AXw7wI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/dGKvXkTtQyQ/s400/Jakobs-bronn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448110781796249346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the church of Jacob's well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People don't come to the place where Jesus was baptized, which is inside the West Bank. Instead they come to Yardenit, a place on the Israeli side of the Jordan river bank. The center is run by a kibbutz and in the year 2000 they received a million visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S5uUisV2x4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/QR-h9ACJbh0/s1600-h/Yerdenit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S5uUisV2x4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/QR-h9ACJbh0/s400/Yerdenit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448111497974040450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People being baptized at Yardenit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bethlehem and Beit Sahour have many tourists. But most of them only stay for a few hours, leaving little income for people here. Driving through the checkpoint in their bus, they don't see the long rows of Palestinians waiting to cross or Israeli soldiers with machine guns. Lately it has also become more difficult for tourist to travel to and from the West Bank on their own. Foreigners are not allowed to take the 21-bus driving through a checkpoint to get from Bethlehem to Jerusalem, they are only allowed to go via the big Gilo checkpoint, where you never know whether crossing will take ten minutes, one hour or two (which is why I have to leave home 7.10 on Sunday mornings in order to get to church).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know enough about tourism to explain thoroughly why most pilgrims only see Israel or what they think is Israel when they come to the Holy Land. I'm sure it's not fair to blame Israel alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think the occupation is part of the explanation, though, realities like how Nablus and Jacob's well is surrounded by seven checkpoints, and how Israel controls the border and does not allow Palestinians to have their own airport, let alone move freely in their own land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-7446528177822577189?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/7446528177822577189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/03/tourists-taken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/7446528177822577189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/7446528177822577189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/03/tourists-taken.html' title='Tourists taken, tourists missed'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S5uS7zLWRQI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WZddxzgAe2Y/s72-c/Herodion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-7900415336765394585</id><published>2010-02-20T12:07:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T12:05:04.599+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beit Sahour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alternative Tourism Group'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joint Advocacy Initiative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oush Ghrab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='settlements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-violence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wall'/><title type='text'>Planting hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week the &lt;a href="http://www.jai-pal.org/"&gt;Joint Advocacy Initiative (JAI)&lt;/a&gt;, where I volunteer, arranged the Olive Planting Program together with the &lt;a href="http://www.atg.ps/"&gt;Alternative Tourism Group&lt;/a&gt;. Over forty people came from Europe and the USA to plant olive trees and learn more about the situation of the Palestinians. In total we planted 1600 olive trees, all sponsored by individuals and groups from all over the world. The trees were planted in areas that are threatened to be taken in order to build settlements. In this way JAI aims to "keep hope alive", which is the slogan of the campaign. On the photo below you can see one of the fields we planted, belonging to the village of Beit Eskaria. The buildings in the background are part of an outpost (a settlement not recognized by the Israeli government).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3_DvVyog8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/yIr7g0bB9Qk/s1600-h/Olivenplantere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3_DvVyog8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/yIr7g0bB9Qk/s400/Olivenplantere.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440282092957631426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man in the front is Osmund, who read about the Olive Planting Program in an article by me and the other GoCYs in the newspaper and decided to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the places where we planted olive trees was Oush Ghrab, lying just outside Beit Sahour. People in Beit Sahour fear that Oush Ghrab will be taken to build settlements. If this happens, Bethlehem will be surrounded on all sides by settlements, which among other things means that there is no way for Bethlehem to expand. Oush Ghrab was used as a military base both under the Jordanian and the first decades of the Israeli occupation. In 2006 the military left the area, and people in Beit Sahour decided to build a community center to make sure that this area would not be confiscated again. Among other things there's a football field and a hall for parties there now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3_DhMPOAII/AAAAAAAAAJU/Xv8avZxkD0I/s1600-h/Oush-Ghrab-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3_DhMPOAII/AAAAAAAAAJU/Xv8avZxkD0I/s400/Oush-Ghrab-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440281849875005570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the community center at Oush Ghrab. Note the star of David on the climbing wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hall was built illegally, since Palestinians &lt;a href="http://www.btselem.org/English/Planning_and_Building/20091125_Civil_administration_strangles_Palestinian_building.asp"&gt;hardly ever are allowed to build in area C&lt;/a&gt; (which comprises most of the West Bank, and where Israel exerts full civil and military control). Two years later, in 2008, settlers started coming. This article from &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/world/article/0,8599,1855553,00.html"&gt;Times&lt;/a&gt; gives an impression of what was going on. Lately the settler activity has escalated. Settlers come to Oush Ghrab every week, sometimes bringing rabbis who preach there, other times spraying David stars and racist motives on the place. If you want to read more about Oush Ghrab and the settlers, see &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/hagit-ofran/how-settlers-prevented-th_b_467705.html"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; by Hagit Ofran, director of the Settlement Watch project of the Peace Now movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3_DVj9a-gI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ieHJtxMG-pQ/s1600-h/Oush-Ghrab-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3_DVj9a-gI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ieHJtxMG-pQ/s400/Oush-Ghrab-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440281650084379138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago, people in Beit Sahour formed a committee for the popular defense of Oush Ghrab. They decided to work non-violently, among other things by planting trees. And so it was decided to bring the people on the Olive Planting Program here to join the peaceful resistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3_DKCPXEWI/AAAAAAAAAJE/IzpQj2cu1NY/s1600-h/Oush-Ghrab-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3_DKCPXEWI/AAAAAAAAAJE/IzpQj2cu1NY/s400/Oush-Ghrab-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440281452054253922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two girls from Rønningen folk high school in Norway planting trees in Oush Ghrab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3_C5S1PyRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/M3hCWbio6v0/s1600-h/Oush-Ghrab-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3_C5S1PyRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/M3hCWbio6v0/s400/Oush-Ghrab-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440281164450351378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatima Jubran and her son, Ra'ed Jubran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trees were planted in the parts of Oush Ghrab that are still fields. While people planted, there were Israeli soldiers watching us. The owner of the land, Fatima Jubran and her son Ra'ed were there and expressed their gratitude for the support.&lt;br /&gt;- We are afraid to come here alone, because of the Israelis. The people who come here to help give us courage to come and plant our land, Ra'ed said.&lt;br /&gt;He told me that another piece of land close to the hill Abu Gneim had been taken from him and annexed to Jerusalem. Now it is on the other side of the wall. I asked Fatima and Ra'ed what thoughts they had about the future.&lt;br /&gt;- We hope that peace will come to our land, but the Israelis and the settlements are preventing peace, Fatima answered. Ra'ed said:&lt;br /&gt;- We need to feel that we are humans and have rights like everyone else in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-7900415336765394585?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/7900415336765394585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/02/planting-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/7900415336765394585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/7900415336765394585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/02/planting-hope.html' title='Planting hope'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3_DvVyog8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/yIr7g0bB9Qk/s72-c/Olivenplantere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-3878793035107695152</id><published>2010-02-11T19:25:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:17:02.619+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming from a country where winter means death and spring resurrection, I am surprised to find that winter is the greenest time of year at the West Bank (although I must admit that I am yet to witness spring here). Ever since November, when the temperature dropped and rain came more often, it has become a little greener every day. Now the almond trees are blossoming, and there are flowers on the ground as well. It is so beautiful. As you look at the photos, please let your imagination add sunshine in your face, birds singing and the sweet smell of warm, moist soil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3RNSwnqeJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NxAmX2DTli8/s1600-h/palestinsk-vinter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3RNSwnqeJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NxAmX2DTli8/s400/palestinsk-vinter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437055634827278482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3RPECh8uzI/AAAAAAAAAIc/MCj-4Cq5Wq8/s1600-h/mandelblomst-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3RPECh8uzI/AAAAAAAAAIc/MCj-4Cq5Wq8/s400/mandelblomst-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437057580960365362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3RU8gqib_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Abp-7IxW_u4/s1600-h/mandelblomst-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3RU8gqib_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Abp-7IxW_u4/s400/mandelblomst-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437064048680267762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3RQfdq1aeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/l3_7mVN-ElA/s1600-h/valmuer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3RQfdq1aeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/l3_7mVN-ElA/s400/valmuer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437059151613487586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-3878793035107695152?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/3878793035107695152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/02/winter-wonderland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/3878793035107695152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/3878793035107695152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/02/winter-wonderland.html' title='Winter Wonderland'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S3RNSwnqeJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NxAmX2DTli8/s72-c/palestinsk-vinter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-7266848746828480835</id><published>2010-02-02T16:48:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T12:29:58.150+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Arab + Jew = true</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I was at a guided tour in Jerusalem in order to learn more about the Middle Eastern Jews in Israel, a group often called Mizrahi. Rotem Mor, the Israeli guy that was giving the tour, told us about the rich history of Jews in the Middle East. Throughout this history, there have been many cultural links between the Arab and the Jewish culture. For instance, in Andalucia in the Middle Ages, the Hebrew language was changed so that one could write poems in the Arabic style and structures. And the great Jewish Medieval philosopher, &lt;a href="http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/Rambam"&gt;Rambam&lt;/a&gt; (in the West often called Maimonides), actually wrote in so called "Jewish Arabic", meaning Arabic with the Hebrew alphabet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, life for Jews was easier in the Middle East than in Europe, Rotem told us. Although they were not equal with Muslims, in most cases they did not suffer persecutions. By the beginning of the twentieth century, there lived around one million Jews in the Middle East. They were not very much involved in Zionism, but the tensions that were growing in Palestine, were also felt by Jews living in the rest of the region. This, and the second world war, made the Mizrahi start to ask whether there was a place for them in the Arab countries anymore. Israel also actively tried to make Middle Eastern Jews immigrate through different policies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many ways, however, the Mizrahi ended up in an underprivileged position in the Israeli society, living near the borders, where it was more difficult to stay regarding both economy and security. Besides, the majority ended up doing physical work, while the European Jews (Ashkenazi) dominated the universities. A reaction to this was the movement The Israeli Black Panthers (inspired by the Black Panthers in the USA), who were active in the early 70s. Rotem told us the story of the Black Panthers while showing us a previously Mizrahi -now mixed- neighbourhood in Jerusalem. After the conquest in 1948 it had been named Morasha by Israeli authorities, but the Mizrahi preferred to use the Arabic name, Musrara, as most of them were more familiar with Arabic than with Hebrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S2g0Z_NMyxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wD16lxfizdw/s1600-h/Black-Panthers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S2g0Z_NMyxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wD16lxfizdw/s400/Black-Panthers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433650571490675474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Morasha/Musrara neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of a comment I had on one on my blog posts (one from December called &lt;a href="http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/12/image-in-captivity.html"&gt;"An image in captivity"&lt;/a&gt;), I was interested in knowing more about how and why the Mizrahi Jews left their countries in the late 40s and in the 50s. The writer of the comment made a connection between the Palestinian refugees and what he saw as Jewish refugees from the Arab countries: As Arab Jews had been received in Israel, Palestinians should  be integrated in their "new homeland". So I asked Rotem: Were the Middle Eastern Jews expelled? Is it valid to think of the Mizrahi and the Palestinians as an exchange of refugees? An interesting conversation followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotem said that it was more correct to say that the Middle Eastern Jews were questioning their future in the Arab countries rather than that there was an expulsion. And he referred to the stand of The Democratic Mizrahi Rainbow, an umbrella group for Middle Eastern Jews, who do not accept the idea of a refugee exchange. The reason for this is that the two groups in question did not benefit from it. The property left by Mizrahi in Arab countries is not in the hands of Palestinian refugees, and the old Arab houses that the Palestinians left, now are the homes mostly of Ashkenazi families. And, (this is my own argument) this exchange was not chosen by the two groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to read more about the Mizrahi, see the website of &lt;a href="http://www.ha-keshet.org.il/"&gt;The Democratic Mizrahi Rainbow&lt;/a&gt;. They have several interesting articles, among others one about &lt;a href="http://www.ha-keshet.org.il/english/More_Arab.htm"&gt;Iraqi-Israeli literature&lt;/a&gt; and one about &lt;a href="http://www.ha-keshet.org.il/english/what_between.htm"&gt;the relationship between the Mizrahi issue and the Palestinian issue&lt;/a&gt;, written by professor Jehouda Shenhav, who is also a Mizrahi Jew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that Mizrahi seem to have struggled with, was their Arab cultural background. For them, as Arab Jews, it was their own culture, but as Israelis, it was the culture of the enemy. I think this is very well captured in the this poem, "Baghdad, February 1991" by Ronny Someck:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along these bombed-out streets I was pushed in a baby carriage.&lt;br /&gt;Babylonian girls pinched my cheeks and waved palm fronds over my blond down...&lt;br /&gt;What's left from then became very black like Baghdad and the baby carriage we removed from the shelter the days we waited for another war.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Tigris, oh Euphrates, pet snakes in the first map of my life,&lt;br /&gt;how you shed your skin and became vipers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-7266848746828480835?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/7266848746828480835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/02/arab-jew-true.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/7266848746828480835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/7266848746828480835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/02/arab-jew-true.html' title='Arab + Jew = true'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S2g0Z_NMyxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wD16lxfizdw/s72-c/Black-Panthers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-1205704835235020613</id><published>2010-01-23T11:11:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T12:16:25.846+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refugee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wall'/><title type='text'>Glimpses of a childhood in Aida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Young Christian Democrats from Norway (KrfU), we visited one of the three refugee camps in Bethlehem, Aida. We met with Rich Wiles, who works in the organization &lt;a href="http://www.lajee.org/english/main.cfm"&gt;Lajee&lt;/a&gt; in the camp. Rich was asked to tell us a little bit about how life is like in Aida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich works with children and young people, so this was his focus. He started to talk about &lt;a href="http://www.btselem.org/English/Separation_Barrier/"&gt;the wall&lt;/a&gt;, which had disconnected the camp from an olive field nearby, where the children used to go and play. There are no gardens or football fields in the camp, so now the children are often playing at the verandas of the houses or in the streets instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People live densely in the refugee camps, and it makes life difficult in many ways. Water is scarce for all Palestinians on the West Bank, but in the camps even more so. In Aida, they have water two hours a week in the winter, and then people fill up water tanks to store water for the rest of the week. During summer people don't have water every week. This summer some families didn't get water in ten weeks. Israel controls water in the West Bank, and there is a clear contrast between the scarcity of Palestinian communities, and the constant water supply in the settlements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many homes in Aida have bullet holes in their walls. Rich said that Israeli soldiers are shooting into the camp regularly. He told us about a twelve year old boy, Miras, who was shot in his stomack while playing in his own house. It was noon on Friday, so everyone was in the mosque, praying. The streets were empty and calm. Miras survived, and his father wanted to take the case to court. He wrote to Israeli authorities, and needed an answer to his letter in order to open the case. The incident took place in 2006, and he is still waiting. The girl's school is Aida has also been shot against many times, so many times that when it was rebuilt, they made it without windows, which the bullets could go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so hard to believe that Israeli soldiers are shooting towards homes and schools, apparently for no reason. Like it was hard to believe when I met a mother in Jalazone refugee camp outside Ramallah this autumn. Her son had been shot, too, and he died. But even harder to believe is the fact Israel is not investigating these incidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the help of Lajee, Miras had made a short movie, where he talked about what had happened to him. He ended: "I am thinking a lot about when I was shot. I try to solve it by playing games on the computer".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S1rVFVijxmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/jT-erqvh794/s1600-h/Aida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429886588406711906" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S1rVFVijxmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/jT-erqvh794/s400/Aida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children playing in Aida camp. Note the bullet hole near the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-1205704835235020613?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/1205704835235020613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/01/glimpses-of-childhood-in-aida.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/1205704835235020613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/1205704835235020613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/01/glimpses-of-childhood-in-aida.html' title='Glimpses of a childhood in Aida'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S1rVFVijxmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/jT-erqvh794/s72-c/Aida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-8273035657050342086</id><published>2010-01-19T11:12:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T09:10:57.505+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joint Advocacy Initiative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jerusalem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wall'/><title type='text'>Boundaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last days we have had a group on visit from the Young Christian Democrats (KrfU) in Norway. At the moment they are in Israel, as they want to see and hear from both sides. Among the places we visited while they were here, was a valley close to the town Beit Jala. This valley has been annexed to Jerusalem by Israel. Baha, one of the empolyees at &lt;a href="http://www.jai-pal.org/"&gt;Joint Advocacy Initiative&lt;/a&gt;, where I volunteer, took us to a viewpoint over the valley. On both sides of us we could see olive trees with white marks, designating the planned route of the wall. When it is built, it will disconnect the valley from Beit Jala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428416111542801138" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S1WbsUWEEvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uVzcbnWlG6Q/s400/dal-annektering.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S1Wdj1fo_KI/AAAAAAAAAH0/XTBFt2dBbC0/s1600-h/mur-Beit-Jala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428418164845771938" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S1Wdj1fo_KI/AAAAAAAAAH0/XTBFt2dBbC0/s400/mur-Beit-Jala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Notice the white marks on the trees, showing where the wall will be built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not the first time Israel has changed the city boundaries of Jerusalem. When East Jerusalem was occupied and unilaterally annexed after the six days' war in 1967 (unilaterally annexation is prohibited by international law), they did not only take the six square kilometers which had previously comprised East Jerusalem, but also 64 square kilometers of the West Bank. &lt;a href="http://www.btselem.org/English/Separation_Barrier/"&gt;The wall&lt;/a&gt; is again changing the city boundaries. On the one hand it is leaving out areas of East Jerusalem where Palestinians are living, so that 55 000 Palestinians will no longer be Jerusalem residents when the wall is finished. On the other hand it will include three Israeli settlements on the West Bank and big areas of undeveloped land. If you want to read more about this, see the website of the Israeli human rights organisation &lt;a href="http://www.btselem.org/English/Jerusalem/"&gt;BTselem&lt;/a&gt;, or the Israeli organisation &lt;a href="http://www.ir-amim.org.il/Eng/?CategoryID=254"&gt;Ir-Amim&lt;/a&gt;, which is working especially with Jerusalem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went down into the valley to visit Abed, a Palestinian who is owning land in what used to be the West Bank and is now Israel. Palestinians need a permit from Israeli authorities or to hold a residency of Jerusalem in order to be allowed inside the city. Since Abed has neither, he is now staying illegaly in his own land. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S1WfkoutdKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3HDe--sJxT0/s1600-h/Abed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428420377622443170" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S1WfkoutdKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3HDe--sJxT0/s400/Abed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Baha to the right and Abed in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;States have boundaries. But how absurd is not a boundary that is changed by one side against the will of the other, a boundary that lets Israelis settle on the Palestinian side, while refugees can not cross it the opposite way, in order to return to their homes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-8273035657050342086?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/8273035657050342086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/01/boundaries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/8273035657050342086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/8273035657050342086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/01/boundaries.html' title='Boundaries'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S1WbsUWEEvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uVzcbnWlG6Q/s72-c/dal-annektering.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-8927497782436187483</id><published>2010-01-09T12:16:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T13:23:54.671+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannoun'/><title type='text'>Christmas sounds and Christmas silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas season here at the West Bank is long. It started early in December with Christmas lights in Bethlehem and is still going on with the Orthodox Christmas this week (a majority of the Christians in Beit Sahour are Orthodox).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A major difference between Christmas here and Christmas in Norway is the sound level, I think. It looks like Norwegians and Western people in general think of Christmas as a silent time. Just think of the first lines of this Christmas carol:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O little town of Bethlehem,&lt;br /&gt;how still we see thee lie,&lt;br /&gt;above thy deep and dreamless sleep&lt;br /&gt;the silent stars go by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget other Christmas carols like "Silent night" and "Det lyser i stille grender". In Bethlehem and Beit Sahour, people rather seem to think that when a saviour is born, you ought to make some sound. Maybe they are inspired by the angels who sang for the shepherds? I suppose a host of angels is something pretty mighty to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Christmas here is a holiday full of sounds: bagpipe prosessions, children shows (with more decibel than what would ever be allowed in Norway), candle prosessions (of course accompanied by music on a loud speaker) and young people driving their cars (also with music) through the streets late at night. This week the Greek Orthodox church chose to put their whole midnight service on the loud speakers so that everyone in the neighbourhood could hear it. It was loud and clear in my bedroom even with the windows shut and my pillow over my head. The chanting, singing and ringing of bells lasted for a couple of hours, only to let the good old call for prayers take over at around five o'clock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S0hwmcCIS4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/hwmzYSKHPfU/s1600-h/Fakkeltog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S0hwmcCIS4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/hwmzYSKHPfU/s400/Fakkeltog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424709556830227330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candle procession in Beit Sahour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, there were some silent moments during my Palestinian Christmas as well. Stopping one December evening by a painted wall in Beit Sahour, for instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S0hx7LhGz7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/EpsdjMJVH7o/s1600-h/hyrdebilde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S0hx7LhGz7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/EpsdjMJVH7o/s400/hyrdebilde.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424711012685631410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S0hyQmvjJQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/qusGa4ordHw/s1600-h/Hannouneh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S0hyQmvjJQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/qusGa4ordHw/s400/Hannouneh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424711380771218690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or the Hannoun family sitting under their Christmas tree in East Jerusalem. After being thrown out of their home in August by religious settlers, you can find them on the street outside it every day, waiting for justice. If you want to read more about them, see &lt;a href="http://gjermundgranlund.wordpress.com/2009/11/05/human-dignity-crisis"&gt;Gjermund's blog&lt;/a&gt;. Maybe they are the best reminders of how and why Jesus was born. Or maybe we need it all in order to understand: the sounds, the silence and the call for justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-8927497782436187483?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/8927497782436187483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-sounds-and-christmas-silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/8927497782436187483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/8927497782436187483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-sounds-and-christmas-silence.html' title='Christmas sounds and Christmas silence'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S0hwmcCIS4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/hwmzYSKHPfU/s72-c/Fakkeltog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-2579781618602624806</id><published>2010-01-05T08:39:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:57:39.713+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='checkpoints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='settlers'/><title type='text'>På skuleveg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Norway we have a song where a part of the refrain goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit eit steg og dit eit steg&lt;br /&gt;dansar eg fram på skuleveg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about a girl who is happily dancing on her way to school, eager for everyone to see her new dress. I guess most of us have memories from our way to and from school, happy memories and maybe scary ones, too. Last week I visited two schools in the Hebron hills. The children there also have their memories from their way to school, very different from those of Norwegian children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first school was situated close to &lt;a href="http://www.btselem.org/English/Separation_Barrier/"&gt;the wall&lt;/a&gt;. Because most of the wall is built not on the so-called green line between Israel and the West Bank, but on Palestinian territory, the children at this school have to walk through a &lt;a href="http://www.btselem.org/English/Freedom_of_Movement/"&gt;checkpoint&lt;/a&gt; every day to get to school. A checkpoint is not a place for a child, I think. For me, not used to seeing weapons, it is shocking to see people walking around with machine guns. I guess it is not any better to get used to it. Because of the proximity to the wall, it is not allowed to build with concrete in this area. A new concrete building had been built for the school. It has a demolition order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second school we met Sam, who is working in the &lt;a href="http://www.cpt.org/"&gt;Christian Peacemaker Team&lt;/a&gt; (CPT). Because of the violence from settlers, people from CPT accompany people on most of their errands. They also used to walk children to and from school, but Israeli authorities ruled that since their presence was seen as a provocation, Israeli soldiers should take over this task. According to Sam, the soldiers are not doing a good job. The children are not followed all the way, but have to walk the last 200 meters to and from their village on their own. Often the soldiers are late, leaving the children to wait for them all alone. The day we were there, settlers had thrown stones on the children with slingshots until they ran back to their homes. The smaller children had all been crying. "I think even the soldiers are afraid of the settlers," Sam said. "People say that if you lay hand on a settler, you will for ever stay in the lowest rank of the army."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S0MFPhdJUmI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_jIuQI530yI/s1600-h/hebron-skole-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S0MFPhdJUmI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_jIuQI530yI/s400/hebron-skole-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423184140521001570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam outside the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YMCA tries to give opportunities to children in the Hebron area to express themselves and to get other kinds of input than the settler violence. YMCA employees travel around to 300 schools and have activities with the children, using creative tools like clay, music or drawing. The day we were there a man and a woman were handing out clay and making figures together with the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S0MFnd3Ee3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/fFZzKzirtFM/s1600-h/Hebron-skole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S0MFnd3Ee3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/fFZzKzirtFM/s400/Hebron-skole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423184551872854898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room these children are sitting in also has a demolition order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S0MF7gweF1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Qzb8-PJ1PaI/s1600-h/Hebron-skole-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S0MF7gweF1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Qzb8-PJ1PaI/s400/Hebron-skole-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423184896247863122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-2579781618602624806?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/2579781618602624806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/01/pa-skuleveg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/2579781618602624806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/2579781618602624806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2010/01/pa-skuleveg.html' title='På skuleveg'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/S0MFPhdJUmI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_jIuQI530yI/s72-c/hebron-skole-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-934392697695445651</id><published>2009-12-28T08:45:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T14:37:04.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A visit to the absentees</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already visited refugees in refugee camps here at the West Bank. A week ago, I visited the homes of some Palestinian refugees inside Israel. It is not the homes they are living in. But it is the homes that they are still remembering and wishing to return to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 750,000 Palestinians fled during the internal violence and the Arab-Israeli war between 1947 and 1949. Of the 150,000 that remained within today's Israel, 40,000 were internally displaced. However, more Palestinians have been internally displaced after this, among other things because of war and house demolitions. As I have mentioned before, UN called for the return of the refugees in resolution 194, passed on 11th of December 1948.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel never allowed this return. Instead it defined the refugees as "absentees" and took over their property, first by emergency ordinances and in 1950 by the Absentees' Property Law. Those who were internally displaced also lost their property in this way, as they were defined as "present absentees". An example of this is the city of Akka, where those who didn't flee, took refuge in the old city, where they were forced to remain. Families who had their homes outside the old city were defined as absent and thus lost them. How much was taken from Palestinians in this way, is highly disputed. The Israeli Custodian of Absentee Property in 1980 suggested about 70 percent of Israeli land. The refugee organization &lt;a href="http://www.badil.org/"&gt;Badil&lt;/a&gt; says 80 percent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the Israeli organization Zochrot, out of the around 700 Palestinian villages, approximately 500 were destroyed. Most of the villages were destroyed during the war, as Israeli forces blew up the houses, occasionally leaving churches, mosques and cemeteries. Zochrot also estimates that parks belonging to the Jewish National Fund contain 86 destroyed villages. Zochrot is working to make the public in Israel aware of this part of their history, among other things by making signs marking the villages, which you can read about in &lt;a href="http://www.haaretz.com/hasen/spages/950689.html"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; from Haaretz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited one destroyed village now turned into a park, Lubya. There were 2726 people living in Lubya in 1948. Now you find only pine trees there, planted by the Jewish National Fund. If you go there without knowing the history, you will probably never guess what this place used to look like. Only when you search for it, you find little signs: stones and marks of foundation walls on the ground. Olive trees that used to supply people with food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Szix_4KtcAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Q0kOt-zxIO8/s1600-h/grunnmur.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Szix_4KtcAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Q0kOt-zxIO8/s400/grunnmur.aspx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420277862507573250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SziyLZI1zII/AAAAAAAAAGs/wM11e_9dlJs/s1600-h/olives.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SziyLZI1zII/AAAAAAAAAGs/wM11e_9dlJs/s400/olives.aspx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420278060336663682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another village we went to, Shajara, more of the buildings were still standing. For instance, there was still a well with steps leading down to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SziyXmWg66I/AAAAAAAAAG0/iyh9UoCxqf0/s1600-h/trapp.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SziyXmWg66I/AAAAAAAAAG0/iyh9UoCxqf0/s400/trapp.aspx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420278270042106786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One interesting point about refugees and return, is that most Israelis live in urban areas, while the majority of the refugees come from rural parts of the country. According to Badil, it is estimated that in 90 percent of the communities that the refugees come from, there is no conflict with existing built-up Jewish communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-934392697695445651?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/934392697695445651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/12/visit-to-absentees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/934392697695445651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/934392697695445651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/12/visit-to-absentees.html' title='A visit to the absentees'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Szix_4KtcAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Q0kOt-zxIO8/s72-c/grunnmur.aspx' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-4904888266922746161</id><published>2009-12-16T10:08:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T08:14:50.127+01:00</updated><title type='text'>An image in captivity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's four in the morning, the thirteenth of December. Gjermund and I are walking through the Gilo checkpoint, on our way back to Beit Sahour after a week in Norway. There this morning is a special one, it is the time for celebrating St. Lucia. Although Norway has been a Protestant country for almost 500 years, at this day children dress in white and walk in candle processions while they sing about St. Lucia. Afterwards people eat yellow buns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Gilo checkpoint this morning is nothing special. Like every morning, at four o'clock people are already waiting in hundreds to get through the checkpoint, so that they can reach work in time. There is no waiting room, just narrow lanes separated by iron rods. It looks more like a cage than anything else. It's outside. It's cold, the wind is blowing. Some people are lighting cardboard to get some warmth from the fire. By the entrance to the lane the desperation not to be the last person to get in is clear to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two days before this there was a candle procession in Bethlehem, not for a saint, but for a document. It's called &lt;a href="http://www.kairospalestine.ps/sites/default/Documents/English.pdf"&gt;the Kairos document&lt;/a&gt;, or "a cry of hope in the absence of all hope". It is a theological document, written by Christian Palestinians, as an encouragement to other Palestinians, and as an appeal to the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The authors describe a harsh reality. The tragedy has reached a dead end, they say. Still they do not give up their faith in a good and just God. To the contrary, they claim to be "inspired by the mystery of God's love for all". Because of this God and this love, Christians cannot give up their faith in humanity either. So the Kairos authors declare that all people are created in God's image and therefore carry a dignity that is from him. The occupation distorts this image in the people who are occupied, but also in those who are occupying. Therefore the occupation is a sin. And therefore an end to the occupation would mean liberation for both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love Jesus talks about is a love for enemies also, because they too are loved by God. But it is also a love that resists evil and injustice. If the church takes side, it is with the oppressed, the Kairos document reminds us. Church members are asked to read the document and to come and see the realities for themselves. The international society are asked to insist on international law. If it is not respected, it will be replaced by the law of the jungle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recognize the interpretation made in the Kairos document. The checkpoint lane is a cage. But so is the booth where the soldier is sitting. It is the image of God that is held captive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Syikr10Yx_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/OpOrv7Lq5so/s1600-h/Jesus-wept.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Syikr10Yx_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/OpOrv7Lq5so/s400/Jesus-wept.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415759625001158642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-4904888266922746161?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/4904888266922746161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/12/image-in-captivity.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/4904888266922746161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/4904888266922746161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/12/image-in-captivity.html' title='An image in captivity'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Syikr10Yx_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/OpOrv7Lq5so/s72-c/Jesus-wept.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-4656213395187689604</id><published>2009-12-15T11:02:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T12:42:18.223+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest on Umm Salamona</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I have been to Norway for a week, Lars has been back to Umm Salamona. There between fifteen and twenty trees had been uprooted and burnt with acid by settlers. You can read more at his blog, &lt;a href="http://larsbank.wordpress.com/2009/12/07/uprooted/"&gt;At the Bank.&lt;/a&gt; For background, see my two latest blogs from November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-4656213395187689604?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/4656213395187689604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/12/latest-on-umm-salamona.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/4656213395187689604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/4656213395187689604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/12/latest-on-umm-salamona.html' title='Latest on Umm Salamona'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-86583485213146610</id><published>2009-11-30T09:03:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:00:15.347+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trees and threats in Umm Salamona</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a week in Egypt, I`ve been back to Umm Salamona (see the blog "The hills are alive" for background). A lot has happened since last time! As much as 450 trees have been planted, almond and olive trees, as well as pines, which have strong roots that will protect the soil. Still the trees are only children, tender little plants hard to spot unless you come close. In spite of this they will be a strong defense for the land they are planted in, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SxO3McJoKqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/vlLXsgru1LE/s1600/Umm-Salamona-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SxO3McJoKqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/vlLXsgru1LE/s400/Umm-Salamona-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409869001744984738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People removing weed. One of the planted trees in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;450 trees. 2550 to go. It seems like a tremendous task as we tear away the weed, plant by plant. But Awad is working to enlarge support and resources. Next week he will have a meeting with the Palestinian minister of agriculture to ask him to provide a bulldozer. UN has promised to pay workers to help out, and the authorities of Bethlehem are also involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others are not so happy about tree planting in Umm Salamone. Israeli authorities seem to be especially upset by all the internationals involved. The land owner, Ra'ed Taqatqa, has been threatened on several occasions. The civil administration manager of the settlement Azyon has warned him that the internationals are not good for him. He has a permit to travel to Israel in connection with his work which will now perhaps be withdrawn. A soldier told him that he would be kidnapped and that he would make Ra'ed press the thorns of the weed into his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a hilltop be so important? Of course it is part of a bigger picture. The &lt;a href="http://www.btselem.org/English/Settlements/"&gt;settlements&lt;/a&gt; are a way of making the West Bank part of Israel, by claiming Israeli sovereignty on Palestinian land (as the settlers are still Israeli citizens and protected by Israeli soldiers), taking nature resources from Palestinians and justifying the military presence deep into Palestinian territories, with the check points and closures that go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is part of a bigger picture, but still it is also just this: A man who is not allowed to do whatever he wants with his land, who is not allowed to take whoever he wants there. Someone who tries to steal something, steal it by way of law (as they use the old Ottoman law about uncultivated land), steal it by way of power (as they can withdraw the permit), steal it by way of brutality and threats, steal it by whatever means they have. It is the ways of the strong, but maybe, maybe the child trees in Umm Salamona will be stronger still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SxO_CTc4ngI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Lcjni3lJYmQ/s1600/Umm-Salamona-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SxO_CTc4ngI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Lcjni3lJYmQ/s400/Umm-Salamona-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409877623704165890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-86583485213146610?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/86583485213146610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/11/trees-and-threats-in-umm-salamona.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/86583485213146610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/86583485213146610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/11/trees-and-threats-in-umm-salamona.html' title='Trees and threats in Umm Salamona'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SxO3McJoKqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/vlLXsgru1LE/s72-c/Umm-Salamona-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-8311622129444934266</id><published>2009-11-18T09:20:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:29:11.743+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The hills are alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm Salamona is a village south of Bethlehem. In Umm Salamona there is a hilltop lying close to the big settlement of Efrata. The inhabitants of Efrata and two other settlements in the area want to use this hilltop for a cemetery. The Palestinian family owning the hilltop has taken the case to court, and the supreme court ruled that the land had to be cultivated within three years, otherwise it would be confiscated (and beyond doubt given to the settlements). This is according to an Ottoman law that Israel often uses to take land from Palestinians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SwPs73_xFII/AAAAAAAAAFk/vYYsIW8NFfA/s1600/Umm-Salamona-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405424491162571906" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SwPs73_xFII/AAAAAAAAAFk/vYYsIW8NFfA/s400/Umm-Salamona-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The land owner, Ra'ed Taqatqa, with the local TV team in the background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some kind of apathy seems to have stricken the owner family at this point. For two years and ten months, nothing happened. Then Awad Abu-Swai discovered what was going on, and mobilized people in order to start cultivating the land. Awad is the same person as I wrote about in my September blog about the village Artas, which is also threatened by land confiscation, and where he has initiated a similar project. Every day people come to remove weed and stone and prepare the land for planting trees. Next week almond trees are coming, and in December olive trees. The plan is to plant a total of 3000 trees at the hilltop in Umm Salamona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lars, Gjermund, Christine and I came there on Monday because we had received an SMS from a friend, saying that Israeli authorities were coming to inspect. It was necessary to have as many internationals there as possible, to show the support that the project had. We were around thirty internationals there that morning, and local TV had also come. "Don't talk to the soldiers", Awad warned us. "Don't throw stones or burn weed"(we were carrying stones to build walls) . It was important not to give the Israeli authorities anything to complain about. But the authorities never showed up. They didn't want to with so many internationals present, I was told. They only wanted to speak to the land owner alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SwPpld93WYI/AAAAAAAAAFc/LhAOxVkt1Wo/s1600/Umm-Salamona-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405420807683266946" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SwPpld93WYI/AAAAAAAAAFc/LhAOxVkt1Wo/s400/Umm-Salamona-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Removing weeds. The houses with the red roofs in the background belong to Efrata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we spent the morning carrying stones and building walls. It is a battle against time in Umm Salamona. Two months to prepare the whole hilltop and plant 3000 trees. Will they make it? I don't know. The theft and the injustices in this place makes my heart heavy. But it leaped when Awad mentioned the almond trees. It reminded me of a poem by Nikos Kazantzakis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said to the almond tree&lt;br /&gt;"Sister, speak to me of God". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the almond tree blossomed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SwP1WwlqtqI/AAAAAAAAAFs/tNdWa43H6wk/s1600/Umm-Salamona-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405433749123544738" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SwP1WwlqtqI/AAAAAAAAAFs/tNdWa43H6wk/s400/Umm-Salamona-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wall we built that morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-8311622129444934266?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/8311622129444934266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/11/hills-are-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/8311622129444934266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/8311622129444934266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/11/hills-are-alive.html' title='The hills are alive'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SwPs73_xFII/AAAAAAAAAFk/vYYsIW8NFfA/s72-c/Umm-Salamona-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-5313845733602677779</id><published>2009-11-14T08:58:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T13:24:50.691+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bedouin suburb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I joined a tour to a Bedouin village. It was arranged by an Israeli peace activist, Rotem. I had imagined something remote and exotic, but Rotem took us to what I would describe as a suburb of Jerusalem. The village, Anata, is actually within the municipal boundaries of Jerusalem, as they were defined when Israel unilaterally annexed East Jerusalem in 1967. But it is going to be outside the wall that is separating Jerusalem and Israel from the West Bank. All in all the wall is going to separate 55 000 Palestinians from the city that they are now residents of, while it will include three Israeli settlements that are now outside the city line. The wall is thus a good example of &lt;a href="http://www.btselem.org/English/Jerusalem/"&gt;Israel's policy&lt;/a&gt; when it comes to Jerusalem: As many Jews and as few Palestinians as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bedouins in Anata used to live in the Negev desert in the south of today's Israel. Today around &lt;a href="http://www.acri.org.il/eng/story.aspx?id=608"&gt;160 000 Bedouins&lt;/a&gt; are still living in this area, where they are suffering under Israeli discrimination, many of them denied such basic services as water and electricity. As far as I could understand, the Bedouins in Anata had been forcibly displaced by Israel. It seemed to me that their life in Anata was a mere shadow of what it used to be in the desert, because the space was so limited. For instance, the sheep were kept in small sheds, and could very seldom go out, because there were not enough plants for grazing. Instead the farmers had to buy food for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Sv6e7P6L64I/AAAAAAAAAFM/IZSx9EZUWS8/s1600-h/Skur-med-sauer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Sv6e7P6L64I/AAAAAAAAAFM/IZSx9EZUWS8/s400/Skur-med-sauer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403931343611227010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shack for sheep. I forgot my camera at home, so Gjermund has taken the photos. Thank you, Gjermund!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the bedouins still lived in tents or shacks, while others had moved into houses. However, building permits are hard to obtain for Bedouins as for other non-Israeli citizens of Jerusalem. The story of Salim Shawamreh and his family is an illustration of this. For ten years he tried to get a permit from Israeli authorities to build a house on his land. He was given different reasons why he couldn't build: that the land is sloping (hasn't been a problem for construction other places in Jerusalem), that the land is agricultural land (which it is not). In the end they just told him that they had lost his documents. Salim got the picture and built the house without a permit. It was demolished. &lt;a href="http://www.icahd.org/eng/"&gt;The Israeli Committe Against House Demolition (ICAHD) &lt;/a&gt;built it up again, and three more times it was demolished, every time rebuilt by ICAHD. When we were there, the house was still standing, but Salim and his family are not living there. The experience has been too traumatic for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Sv6flrzPf7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/VDlWAHBGilU/s1600-h/ICHAD-hus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Sv6flrzPf7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/VDlWAHBGilU/s400/ICHAD-hus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403932072652799922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim's house. Rotem to the right, and Yusif, our host, to the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between 2000 and 2008 673 Palestinian homes were demolished. More than 60 000 Palestinians in East Jerusalem are living with the risk of having their homes demolished. If you want to read more about this topic, see this &lt;a href="http://www.ochaopt.org/documents/ocha_opt_planning_crisis_east_jerusalem_april_2009_english.pdf"&gt;UN report&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have a good time with the bedouins. We had a wonderful meal together, and then the women and men split and drank tea in two different rooms. We chatted together, watched Turkish soap operas on TV and then slept on matrasses on the floor. Was it exotic? It was both different and familiar. Islam, for instance, one of the women, married fifteen years old, and now, at my age, she has four children. But her favourite actress is Angelina Jolie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-5313845733602677779?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/5313845733602677779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/11/bedouin-suburb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/5313845733602677779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/5313845733602677779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/11/bedouin-suburb.html' title='A Bedouin suburb'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Sv6e7P6L64I/AAAAAAAAAFM/IZSx9EZUWS8/s72-c/Skur-med-sauer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-7848487530420195410</id><published>2009-11-09T14:01:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T12:43:09.254+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Geography lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday I had a lesson in Geography. My lesson consisted in a visit to one of the three shepherds' fields in Beit Sahour, namely the Catholic one. As I have mentioned previously, Beit Sahour is known to be the place where shepherds received the news about the birth of Jesus. There are three different compounds held to be the place of this event in Beit Sahour, belonging to the Catholic, Greek Orthodox and Protestant churches respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lived in Beit Sahour for a while, but as we walked through the gate and passed the rosary sellers, a whole new world opened up. Tourists whom I so far only had seen through the windows of their buses, strolled around the area. They were from all parts of the world, it seemed. Many of the groups had brought their own priest and were holding services. The air was humming with prayers and singing. For me, coming from a Lutheran context, witnessing the phenomenon of pilgrimage was something quite special. Religion isn´t much about geography in Norway, even though some people have started walking to our cathedral in Trondheim the previous years, reviving an old tradition from our Catholic period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SvqgZdn8rBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Jp6tX9sjyBk/s1600-h/Shepherds-field-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SvqgZdn8rBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Jp6tX9sjyBk/s400/Shepherds-field-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402807062293687314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess you can call the shepherds the first pilgrims, as they made a travel in order to witness and worship. The word &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/pilgrim"&gt;pilgrim&lt;/a&gt; comes from latin peregrinus, meaning foreigner. Still the shepherds were not foreigners in Bethlehem, they were travelling within their own neighbourhood. And these pilgrims in today's Beit Sahour seemed to feel quite at home as well. So maybe pilgrimage can be about being at home in the world, about seeing the religious significance of the geography surrounding us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SvqhFIhK7lI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Poyw3LYcbxo/s1600-h/Shepherds-field-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SvqhFIhK7lI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Poyw3LYcbxo/s400/Shepherds-field-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402807812542361170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have studied Church History and the history of Christian art, I was thrilled to see that there was not only a quite new chapel at the compound, but excavations of a church and monastery from the fourth to sixth century. The remains even included an olive press! I was especially fascinated by all the (according to my lay judgement) well preserved mosaic floors. Almost all the colours were gone, but I kept gazing at all the little pieces, trying to imagine the patterns and writings. Maybe they also said something about geography, about the significance of the ground beneath our feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Svqhg-GOAxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3yIl3InESHM/s1600-h/Shepherds-field-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Svqhg-GOAxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3yIl3InESHM/s400/Shepherds-field-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402808290781299474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking out from the monastery ruins, we could see the settlement Har Homa in the horyzon. Har Homa is maybe the most visible presence of Israeli occupation in Beit Sahour. Does this geography have anything to do with religion? The World Council of Churches think so. In the beginning of September, they issued a &lt;a href="http://www.oikoumene.org/en/resources/documents/central-committee/geneva-2009/reports-and-documents/report-on-public-issues/statement-on-israeli-settlements-in-the-occupied-palestinian-territory.html"&gt;declaration&lt;/a&gt; calling the settlements illegal, unjust and incompatible with peace. The declaration ends with a prayer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Jesus Christ, our brother and Saviour,who walked the roads of the Holy Land and lived as one of her people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;walk with those who find their roads blocked and their families divided through illegal actions in an occupied land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus Christ, our brother and Saviour, &lt;/div&gt;who challenged injustice and offered new definitions of power,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;challenge us to express non-violent support to all who suffer and to speak out on the injustice they experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus Christ, our brother and Saviour,&lt;/div&gt;who embraced encounters with people from different faith and cultural communities,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;embrace and uphold all who seek a just peace and reconciliation between divided peoples in the land of your human experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SvqiC20HTrI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PBRDvS4Ot0E/s1600-h/Shepherds-field-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SvqiC20HTrI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PBRDvS4Ot0E/s400/Shepherds-field-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402808872941866674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-7848487530420195410?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/7848487530420195410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/11/geography-lesson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/7848487530420195410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/7848487530420195410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/11/geography-lesson.html' title='A Geography lesson'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SvqgZdn8rBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Jp6tX9sjyBk/s72-c/Shepherds-field-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-8121197611490854853</id><published>2009-10-31T12:11:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:57:50.346+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking about water</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we're on the theme, I thought I could mention the newly published report from Amnesty International this week. It shows how water is distributed very unevenly between Israelis and Palestinians. On average Israelis consume four times as more water than Palestinians do. Israel controls the main sources of water at the West Bank, and spends most of it on Israelis. The average Palestinian uses 70 liters a day, while The World Health Organization recommends 100 liters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Gaza Amnesty describes the situation as critical. The only source of fresh water is polluted to the degree that it is unsuitable for human consume. The blockade and the war in December and January are the reasons for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me what this report talks about is something that I have already heard about and seen myself. Driving through the West Bank, it is easy to tell settler houses from Palestinian houses. The latter all have black water tanks on their roofs, because the water supplies -as said in the report controlled by Israel- are sometimes cut off for weeks at a time, so Palestinians have to buy water to use in these cases. The empty roofs of the settlers speak their own language about whose needs are put first. So do the lawns and swimming pools that the Amnesty report mentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard representatives of the UN and CARE International talk about the salty drinking water in Gaza and the severe consequences this has for the health of the people in Gaza. "Imagine to make your tea from salty water", the CARE worker asked. Israeli water authorities apparently don't have this imagination. They have already rejected the report as partial and false.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dagsavisen.no/utenriks/article448398.ece"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; you can read what the Norwegian newspaper Dagsavisen writes about the report. Gjermund also has a comment there. You can find more information on Amnesty´s own &lt;a href="http://www.amnesty.org/en/news-and-updates/report/israel-rations-palestinians-trickle-water-20091027"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-8121197611490854853?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/8121197611490854853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/10/talking-about-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/8121197611490854853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/8121197611490854853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/10/talking-about-water.html' title='Talking about water'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-8400413753605232820</id><published>2009-10-27T12:57:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T13:06:34.130+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The bottom of the bucket</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Norwegian we have the expression "bånn i bøtta" - the bottom of the bucket. It means that something is really miserable. I thought it was the right way to describe the olive harvest this year. We were told that it was fifteen percent of an average year. It wasn`t hard to understand as we walked from tree to tree in search of some olives to pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked why there were so few olives this year. The answer was that it had been too little rain. Someone also mentioned an unusually warm period in May. Olive seasons vary a lot from year to year, and it very well be that this year is part of this pattern. Still it got me thinking about the vulnerable balance on this earth of ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some months ago I started reading a book about the climate changes by a Norwegian journalist, &lt;a href="http://www.dagbladet.no/kultur/2007/12/14/521166.html"&gt;Klima - hva skjer?&lt;/a&gt;. There it said that not only are some parts of the world going to be wetter, but the dry areas are actually going to even dryer, because a higher temperature will make more of the moist stay in the atmosphere. After some weeks at the West Bank I have started to realize what an abundance of water we have in Norway, and I see how dependant people are on this resource. It`s hard to imagine how life will be in the Middle East with even less water, and trying to picture life at the bottom of the bucket makes me a bit worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SubhIn1OvlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/E9bsIX_iF6E/s1600-h/Olivenb%C3%B8tte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SubhIn1OvlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/E9bsIX_iF6E/s400/Olivenb%C3%B8tte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397248741697568338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you speak Norwegian, and want to read more about the climate changes, try this &lt;a href="http://www.cicero.uio.no/webnews/index.aspx?id=11000"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-8400413753605232820?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/8400413753605232820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/10/bottom-of-bucket.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/8400413753605232820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/8400413753605232820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/10/bottom-of-bucket.html' title='The bottom of the bucket'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SubhIn1OvlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/E9bsIX_iF6E/s72-c/Olivenb%C3%B8tte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-5050605621727388324</id><published>2009-10-15T11:54:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T12:42:41.478+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is it hard to pick olives?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;In two days 96 people are coming to Beit Sahour to take part in &lt;a href="http://www.jai-pal.org/content.php?page=826"&gt;the Olive Picking Program&lt;/a&gt;, arranged by Joint Advocacy Initiative, where I work, and Alternative Tourism Group. The hope is that the participation of foreigners will make it easier for Palestinian farmers to harvest their olives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is that difficult? One of the reasons is that farmers are being attacked by Israeli settlers as they try to work on their field. Often Israeli soldiers passively stand by as this happens, even though they are obliged by law to intervene, and at other times soldiers expel Palestinians from their own land. Another reason is that some Palestinians simply cannot reach their land. Sometimes it is unreachable because of &lt;a href="http://www.btselem.org/english/Separation_Barrier/"&gt;the separation barrier&lt;/a&gt;, other times access to land surrounding settlements is made impossible by for instance patrol roads or barbed wire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In some cases land is being closed off by Israeli authorities. They sometimes give the reason that this is to protect settlers from Palestinian attacks. However, settlers do not stay away from this area, but steal the crops that grow there or even live on and grow the land themselves. In other cases land is closed off by settlers on their private initiative. The Israeli human rights organization B'Tselem estimates that settlers have blocked Palestinian entry to tens of thousands of dunums (one dunum is 1000 square metres). Farmers who try to gain access to closed off land face a complex and little forthcoming buraucracy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agriculture is the main sector of the Palestinian economy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/StcPwA6uFyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KDYmafUb-cQ/s1600-h/oliventre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392796396353885986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/StcPwA6uFyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KDYmafUb-cQ/s400/oliventre.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An olive tree in Beit Sahour. If you want to read more about the situation of Palestinian farmers, try these two reports from B'Tselem: &lt;a href="http://www.btselem.org/english/publications/summaries/200809_access_denied.asp"&gt;Access&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.btselem.org/english/settler_violence/20081030_olive_harvest.asp"&gt;settler violence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-5050605621727388324?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/5050605621727388324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-is-it-hard-to-pick-olives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/5050605621727388324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/5050605621727388324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-is-it-hard-to-pick-olives.html' title='Why is it hard to pick olives?'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/StcPwA6uFyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KDYmafUb-cQ/s72-c/oliventre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-2596664002800224165</id><published>2009-10-13T14:24:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T14:32:21.288+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh love, aren`t you tired yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has kept me so busy the last weeks is the Witness Visit, a delegation from different YMCAs and YWCAs all over the world who visited the West Bank and their brother and sister organizations here. I had so many impressions during those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some were impressions of brutality. In Hebron, we walked under metal nets that the Palestinian inhabitants of the old city have put up to protect themselves from stones and rubbish thrown at them by the Israeli settlers living in the floors above. In Jalazone refugee camp outside Ramallah a woman told us about her seventeen year old son who had been shot by Israeli soldiers. They kept the ambulance away until they knew he was dead. Another of her sons had been put in jail for walking too close to a settlement. In a checkpoint between Bethlehem and Jerusalem a child was crying because he had to walk through the security check without his mother. He was maybe five years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still the greatest impression from the witness visit was the love. In Beit Sahour Nidal, my boss, gave a beautiful speech where he asked the international community to support Palestinians. I thought it was beautiful because I know that he has been committed to this cause for more than thirty years. What a faithfulness! In Jerusalem we met a young man from Israeli Committee Against House Demolitions (ICAHD). He wasn`t advocating his own rights, but the rights of his neighbours. Do I have the awareness and courage to see the wrongs of my own government like he does? Nyaradzay, the general secretary of the World YWCA, wanted to talk to each and everyone we met, the women at the food production centre, the young people at the vocational training centre. Everywhere she praised people for their hospitality, their good work and the care they showed for others. And she was right. In the middle of brutality and dire outlooks, mothers were still loving, young people still learning and hoping for the future, and children still trusting, smiling and playing. In his song "The Faith" Leonard Cohen sings: "Oh love, aren`t you tired yet?" It is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/StRy9XZeROI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ka7WF9cySOc/s1600-h/Jeriko-VTC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/StRy9XZeROI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ka7WF9cySOc/s400/Jeriko-VTC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392061052447769826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyaradzay and women working at the food production centre at YWCA, Jericho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/StRyibI803I/AAAAAAAAAEE/Z41NZb3UjmI/s1600-h/lite-Jalazone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/StRyibI803I/AAAAAAAAAEE/Z41NZb3UjmI/s400/lite-Jalazone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392060589595743090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children in the YWCA kindergarden in Jalazone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-2596664002800224165?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/2596664002800224165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-love-arent-you-tired-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/2596664002800224165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/2596664002800224165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-love-arent-you-tired-yet.html' title='Oh love, aren`t you tired yet?'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/StRy9XZeROI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ka7WF9cySOc/s72-c/Jeriko-VTC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-2084941517590112191</id><published>2009-09-24T14:25:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T14:46:04.070+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of a month, the beginning of a new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks has passed since Eid, the holiday ending Ramadan, the month of fasting in Islam. Since then I have been too busy to post anything on my blog, but here are some impressions from this special time for Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first meeting with Ramadan was a friendly advise from the staff in our office not to eat or drink in public before iftar, the break of the fast at sunset. I have been told that in some countries you go to jail if you eat in public during Ramadan. In Beit Sahour, however, Christians comprise around 70 per cent of the population. As the majority, I suppose they can do anything they like. Not eating in public therefore seems to me like a token of respect and solidarity, and a testimony of the good relationship that Muslims and Christians here claim to have with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SsiWzwEWeuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/V1qyHpbVX7I/s1600-h/Svelemann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SsiWzwEWeuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/V1qyHpbVX7I/s400/Svelemann.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388722769969445602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second meeting with Ramadan was a cake surprisingly similar to the Norwegian "svele" made on the street in Bethlehem, as you can see in the picture. I was later served such cakes, filled with cheese and nuts, by Christian Palestinian friends, who told me that they are called katayif, and that everyone eats them for Ramadan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third meeting was a TV series called Bab el Hara (The Door of our Neighbourhood), that I watched with my landlords Ammad and Munira. A new season is sent every Ramadan, with one episode each evening. The series takes place in Damascus in Syria in the period between the two world wars. One of the themes apparently was the resistance against the French mandate powers. There were shootings as well as what looked like conspiracy among the women, with the midwife seemingly in a leading position. Ammad told me that in Bab el Hara, Damascus has been put under a blockade by the French, which has made the show especially popular in Gaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fourth meeting with Ramadan was at a checkpoint between Bethlehem and Jerusalem. Palestinians need a special permit in order to get to Jerusalem. For many the only chance is during the religious holidays, Ramadan for Muslims, and Christmas and Easter for Christians. This afternoon was one of the last days of Ramadan, and also the day before the beginning of the Jewish New Year, Rosh Hashana. The last days of Ramadan are especially important, both the last Friday of Ramadan and Laylat al-Qadr, the night when Muhammad is believed to have received the first verses of the Quran, and so many Muslims want to spend these days in Jerusalem, which is the third holiest city in Islam. Israeli authorities had, however, decided that during Rosh Hashana only men over 50 and women over 45 were allowed in. This went only for the Palestinians. Foreigners could pass through without regard of their age. This confuses me. If there were going to be soldiers on the checkpoint anyway, why couldn`t they let through everyone? This afternoon the checkpoint closed at 5 PM, just as we were walking through from Jerusalem to the West Bank. Lines of upset and dissapointed Palestinians were standing on the other side. One woman was crying. They had waited in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fourth meeting with Ramadan was my first meeting with Rosh Hashana. I`ve studied Jewish religious holidays. They seem so full of joy and beauty, and I`m sure in Jerusalem Rosh Hashana is. It was sad to see it being used in this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SsiXTNyXlsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/2_FHABvwYr0/s1600-h/Mur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SsiXTNyXlsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/2_FHABvwYr0/s400/Mur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388723310523029186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read about the checkpoints during Rosh Hashana here: &lt;a href="http://imeu.net/news/article0017464.shtml"&gt;IMEU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-2084941517590112191?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/2084941517590112191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/09/end-of-month-beginning-of-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/2084941517590112191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/2084941517590112191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/09/end-of-month-beginning-of-new-year.html' title='The end of a month, the beginning of a new year'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SsiWzwEWeuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/V1qyHpbVX7I/s72-c/Svelemann.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-1083552865420041251</id><published>2009-09-19T16:29:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T18:12:50.881+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams and realities in Dheisheh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the period of 1947 to 1949, during the armed conflict and the first Arab-Israeli war, around 750,000 Palestinians fled their homes. Today the number of Palestinian refugees is about  4.7 million, according to the UNWRA (the United Nations Relief and Works Agency for Palestine Refugees in the Near East). Resolution 194, passed by UN`s General Assembly on 11th of December 1948, states that "[Palestinian] refugees wishing to return to their homes and live in peace with their neighbours should be permitted to do so at the earliest practicable date”. Still Israel has not allowed this return, and one third of the refugees still live in camps in Syria, Lebanon, Jordan, Gaza and the West Bank. In total there are 189,188 refugees living here at the West Bank. Of these around 13,000 live in Dheisheh refugee camp, which I visited last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 13,000 people on one square kilometer, Dheisheh is, like most refugee camps, a crowded place. Playing grounds consist of a few square meters of asphalt. People build new houses on top of their parents` roofs. Economy has gone worse because of the barrier and the check points, which have made it difficult for many Palestinians to get to their work. Today unemployment has reached 70 percent, we were told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the walls in Dheisheh were decorated with paintings. In one there were clouds with names of villages that the people here had left. In another one I could see the separation wall and a bird leaving a prison cell. There were sculls and dark colours. There was a mother and a child, sheep and a flute. In the midst of the dreary realities in Dheisheh, I thought I could see dreams of something different, something beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SrUB172SDeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qGnOPfZCVEw/s1600-h/D+Lekeplass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SrUB172SDeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qGnOPfZCVEw/s400/D+Lekeplass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383210955701358050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A playing ground in Dheisheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SrUB1sqCaMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/LyZ6AaZfs1s/s1600-h/D+skyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SrUB1sqCaMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/LyZ6AaZfs1s/s400/D+skyer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383210951623469250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SrUB2RUWv1I/AAAAAAAAADE/KBeAIYVsMbA/s1600-h/D+tre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SrUB2RUWv1I/AAAAAAAAADE/KBeAIYVsMbA/s400/D+tre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383210961464639314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SrUB2qpC61I/AAAAAAAAADM/TRVCZKq_RIY/s1600-h/D+gjeter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SrUB2qpC61I/AAAAAAAAADM/TRVCZKq_RIY/s400/D+gjeter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383210968262306642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SrUB2zLGDnI/AAAAAAAAADU/B4wL31B_GbA/s1600-h/D+mor+med+barn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SrUB2zLGDnI/AAAAAAAAADU/B4wL31B_GbA/s400/D+mor+med+barn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383210970552602226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SrUCDPng1YI/AAAAAAAAADc/LQnCkong-d0/s1600-h/D+hodeskaller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SrUCDPng1YI/AAAAAAAAADc/LQnCkong-d0/s400/D+hodeskaller.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383211184346420610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SrUCDR7l5fI/AAAAAAAAADk/tjZZlBCTA4I/s1600-h/fl%C3%B8ytespiller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SrUCDR7l5fI/AAAAAAAAADk/tjZZlBCTA4I/s400/fl%C3%B8ytespiller.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383211184967509490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to read more about the Palestinian refugees, you can check out this webpage: &lt;a href="http://www.badil.org/Refugees/refugees.htm"&gt;Badil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-1083552865420041251?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/1083552865420041251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/09/dreams-and-realities-in-dheisheh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/1083552865420041251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/1083552865420041251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/09/dreams-and-realities-in-dheisheh.html' title='Dreams and realities in Dheisheh'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SrUB172SDeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qGnOPfZCVEw/s72-c/D+Lekeplass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-7444956900151434556</id><published>2009-09-15T10:03:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T10:44:47.316+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A henna party</title><content type='html'>In my first blog post, I suggested a description of Palestinian henna parties as a more relaxed version of Norwegian bachelor parties. I have now been to one, and I take that back. There is simply nothing resembling henna parties in Norway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my sweet landlady Munira who took me there. The henna was on last Thursday, two days before the wedding. We went to a big hall belonging to one of the churches in Beit Sahour. Munira told me that all churches here have their own halls used for hennas and funerals. Apart from a few men filming and taking photos, there were only women present. Those closest related to the groom were dancing in a crowd in the front. They had beautiful traditional Palestinian dresses, and some had tied colourful scarves around their wrists. One girl was playing a drum, and others were clapping their hands, singing and shouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Sq9PfBAFAzI/AAAAAAAAABE/qUSbehHOHE8/s1600-h/Blanding+av+henna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Sq9PfBAFAzI/AAAAAAAAABE/qUSbehHOHE8/s400/Blanding+av+henna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381607473994335026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while it was time to make the henna. My boss, Nidal, had told me that in the old days they made patterns on their hands with it. Henna was thought to give strength to the bride and thus prepare her for the hard work lying ahead of her. Nowadays she only sticks her finger into it. The henna was made by mixing henna powder with tea and dough consisting of water and flour. Parts of it were distributed to people who wanted to use it for their hair. The rest was shaped like a cake and decorated with cloves and a candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Sq9QEEVnCHI/AAAAAAAAABM/FO3dMJPqM7Q/s1600-h/Nellikpynting+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Sq9QEEVnCHI/AAAAAAAAABM/FO3dMJPqM7Q/s400/Nellikpynting+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381608110545111154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Sq9Qml2glFI/AAAAAAAAABU/vmCJmcwTngY/s1600-h/Nellikpynting+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Sq9Qml2glFI/AAAAAAAAABU/vmCJmcwTngY/s400/Nellikpynting+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381608703657022546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the henna was done, it was taken in a procession through the street to the bride’s home. Still there was the drum, the singing and clapping. Torches were lit and two bottles of arak (licker) and a bible were carried in addition to the henna cake. The mother-in-law to be waved the bible cheerfully to the rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Sq9Qm2sWepI/AAAAAAAAABc/JO07SSC6C3w/s1600-h/Fakkeltog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Sq9Qm2sWepI/AAAAAAAAABc/JO07SSC6C3w/s400/Fakkeltog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381608708177820306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked into a house and a crowded room where the bride was seated at something resembling a throne. She truly looked like a princess, smiling somewhat shy towards all the guests. The women sang her a special song, she put her finger into the henna and was given gold to hang around her neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Sq9QnX5VV9I/AAAAAAAAABk/J6SD6J3y3ds/s1600-h/Bruden+og+hennaen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Sq9QnX5VV9I/AAAAAAAAABk/J6SD6J3y3ds/s400/Bruden+og+hennaen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381608717090641874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was still young, but for me it was time to leave. Munira’s relatives told me that there was going to be a party now where the groom would get his share of attention, as someone was going to shave him and sing him a special song, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the henna is nothing like a Norwegian bachelor party, but I would change mine for one any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-7444956900151434556?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/7444956900151434556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/09/henna-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/7444956900151434556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/7444956900151434556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/09/henna-party.html' title='A henna party'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/Sq9PfBAFAzI/AAAAAAAAABE/qUSbehHOHE8/s72-c/Blanding+av+henna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-7231106949394493005</id><published>2009-09-12T13:38:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T10:00:54.453+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding on to the earth in Artas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week Gjermund, Lars and I joined a group visiting a village called Artas. Awad Abu-Swai from The Grassroots Palestinian Anti-Apartheid Wall Campaign showed us around. Artas is situated just by the security wall, which means that the land is very vulnerable for confiscation. The Israeli government gives different reasons for confiscating the land. Sometimes they say that land that is not cultivated, belongs to the state. Often lack of infrastructure and water makes it difficult for the farmers to work their land.&lt;br /&gt;- Even if it belongs to the state, Awad commented,&lt;br /&gt;- it should be used to benefit the population. But it is not, it is given to Israeli settlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an attempt to avoid confiscation, Awads organization have decided to cultivate new areas in Artas and build small farm houses there, shelters where the farmers can keep their tools. An old dam is going to be fixed and will provide for irrigation. The plan is to make 30 such shelters before December. The inhabitants of Artas cannot know whether their efforts will be in vain. Many trees have been uprooted as part of land confiscations at the West Bank. Still these people are fighting with peaceful means, with water, trees and shelters.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SquSxDXihMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WsSEwa_j2yU/s1600-h/Awad+Abu-Swai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; float: left; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380555551239472322" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SquSxDXihMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WsSEwa_j2yU/s320/Awad+Abu-Swai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SquTexcGxSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Exdi3y-cnqE/s1600-h/dam+i+Artas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; float: left; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380556336700769570" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SquTexcGxSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Exdi3y-cnqE/s320/dam+i+Artas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-7231106949394493005?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/7231106949394493005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/09/holding-on-to-earth-in-artas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/7231106949394493005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/7231106949394493005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/09/holding-on-to-earth-in-artas.html' title='Holding on to the earth in Artas'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SquSxDXihMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WsSEwa_j2yU/s72-c/Awad+Abu-Swai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5036719831299972413.post-8264632592156188342</id><published>2009-09-08T09:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T10:47:49.368+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea with Aimad and Kristin Halvorsen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SqYRu33J0NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6GnNhHOqw30/s1600-h/Marie+og+et+oliventre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SqYRu33J0NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6GnNhHOqw30/s400/Marie+og+et+oliventre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379006301907570898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost a week has passed since I arrived Beit Sahour, a village just outside Bethlehem. Gjermund and Lars, the two other GoCYs, have moved into one apartment and I into another. I am really happy about the place where I`m living. It lies in a quiet neighbourhood with only pleasant sounds like the calls for prayer and the church bells. Right outside my kitchen window is Aimad`s olive field. I rent the apartment from him and his wife Munira, who live in the same building together with their two grown-up sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday Munira invited me for tea. She had just been to a henna party, a gathering for the women before a wedding (a more relaxed version of the bachelor parties we have in Norway?). We talked about henna, about olives and about Munira and Aimad`s family. Aimad was reading a newspaper from Bethlehem on the Internet. It said that the Norwegian government had withdrawn investments from a company producing equipment for the separation barrier Israel is building on the West Bank. Aimad even read me the name of the Norwegian minister of finances, Kristin Halvorsen. Suddenly a Norwegian politician took part in my tea visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The barrier is a big issue for the Palestinians, and with good reason. The Israeli government says that it is built in order to defend Israelis against terrorist attacks. However, it is not being constructed along the border from 1967, when the West Bank was occupied by Israel. In fact more than 80 per cent of it will be on the Palestinian territories.  Many Palestinians consequently lose their land, as the barrier, with the belonging roads, fences and trenches, on average is 60 metres broad. Others have great difficulties getting to their fields, which in many cases end up being on the other side of the barrier. This is very serious for Palestinian economy, as agriculture is the primary source of income in the areas concerned. The barrier was declared to be “contrary to international law” by the International Court of Justice in 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is much to be said about this. Here is a link with more information: &lt;a href="http://www.btselem.org/English/Separation_Barrier/"&gt;B`Tselem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the press release from the Norwegian ministry of finance: &lt;a href="http://www.regjeringen.no/nb/dep/fin/pressesenter/pressemeldinger/2009/leverandor-av-overvakningsutstyr-til-bar.html?id=575444"&gt;Finansdepartementet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5036719831299972413-8264632592156188342?l=marieredergard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/feeds/8264632592156188342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/09/tea-with-aimad-and-kristin-halvorsen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/8264632592156188342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5036719831299972413/posts/default/8264632592156188342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marieredergard.blogspot.com/2009/09/tea-with-aimad-and-kristin-halvorsen.html' title='Tea with Aimad and Kristin Halvorsen'/><author><name>Marie Rædergård</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08105110780305112580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD6dig1M8-k/SqYRu33J0NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6GnNhHOqw30/s72-c/Marie+og+et+oliventre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
