THE HANDSTAND

october 2004

When you need a permit to sleep in your own home

By Akiva Eldar
The aroma of the coffee drew us to the Peace Minimarket, in D'hiyat el Salaam, the Peace neighborhood in the southwest corner of Anata. It's a small town in East Jerusalem that was annexed in 1967, making everyone who lived there residents of "united Jerusalem," with blue ID cards that allow them to vote in municipal elections and travel freely throughout the country.

Behind the stand, Marwan Hilwe was pouring coffee beans into the electric grinder. Yes, of course he had heard about what happened in the neighborhood on the night between Monday and Tuesday, August 30-31. Marwan and his old father were among the men of the neighborhood, aged 16-80 who were called out of their beds at two in the morning.

Before they were taken to the Border Police base not far from the neighborhood, the policemen, armed with search warrants, conducted searches of the bedrooms and closets. To not leave the bewildered children at home alone, the Border Police left the women alone, but they promised that when they returned - and it would be soon - anyone without a blue ID card, men or women, would be arrested and interrogated.

Yasser Salame, 32, is also a resident of D'hiyat al Salaam, the peace neighborhood. He makes his living as a clerk in a Palestinian Authority office in Ramallah. He spent the night at the Border Police base together with Marwan, and another 80 men and teens from the neighborhood.

In the morning, to be allowed to go home, he signed a document affirming he knows that he lives in his home illegally, and that he knows he is forbidden to sleep there without getting an overnight pass from the Israeli authorities, a pass that is practically impossible to get under the current circumstances.


The Hilwe and Salame families, and the rest of the people in their beds illegally, cannot present blue ID cards. Many have tried for years to get their cards from the Interior Ministry, to no avail. Israeli authorities, as is well known, do not encourage Palestinian "immigration" to the capital.

Who cares?

Another document, for example, authorization of ownership of land, as in the case of the Hilwe's, does not pass muster for the authorities. Nobody cares they bought the land on which their home and grocery is located, in 1964. The only date that matters for the Israeli government is June 1967 and then, the Hilwe family was living on the eastern side of the municipal boundary that Israel arbitrarily drew, about 300 meters away from their current home.

Nor does a collection of paid city tax (arnona) bills help, as in the case of the Salame family, whose forefathers settled in the neighborhood hundreds of years ago. When the IDF entered the neighborhood in 1967, Nahala Salame's husband was in Amman. The frightened woman took her children and hurried away from the isolated house on the edge of the neighborhood to relatives who lived closer to the center of the neighborhood.

The Jerusalem city hall spokesman: "It is known that winning a Jerusalem residency status is highly desirable among residents of the territories. In recent years we've found that many pay city taxes to try to get Israeli residency. Illegals in the city, who claim to be legal residents, can work to prove their claims and rights, through all avenues, including the legal avenue, and certainly if they have been in the city for generations."

Amir Cheshin, who for years was the advisor on Arab affairs to the mayor of Jerusalem, knows a thing or two about the chances of an Anata resident getting Israeli residency papers. He has been struggling for years to legalize the status of two families from the area, who found themselves in the middle of Pisgat Ze'ev. Whenever they go to the grocery store they end up getting fined for being in Israel illegally.

Attorney Jawad Bulos, who represented some Anata residents who wanted Jerusalem residency status, says he has come across cases of houses in which one room is registered as being inside Jerusalem's municipal boundaries and another room, or the stairwell, is inside the West Bank.

Illegals at home

Ibrahim Salame, son of Nahala, who lives in the Palestinian side of Anata, says that he knows a family in which the three children have blue ID cards, so their parents can get National Insurance Institute allotments, but three others have the orange ID cards of the territories, and are considered illegals in their own home.

Salame, just back from a conference in Jordan of Israelis and Arabs discussing peace and security issues, adds that since the establishment of the PA, and more so since the intifada, Palestinians who want a Hebrew identity card and identity are not looked on favorably. He said many have given up the struggle. All he wants is for the authorities to leave his mother and brothers Yasser and Anwar alone.

The Border Police, which recently was given security responsibility for the neighborhood by the army, says that according to the instructions they received, those who do not have blue ID cards or permits to be in Israel, are to be considered criminals. Anything else is not in their purview. The commander of the Jerusalem regiment says they will be returning to Anata soon.

The effort to shove the residents of Anata's D'hiyat al Salaam out of their neighborhood could give the wrong impression that it is a luxury neighborhood. If Jeremiah the prophet were to suddenly drop into his birthplace, biblical Anata, he would have more than one reason to rage with anger at the authorities.

Like Afghanistan

Architect Simon Kube says that not long ago he invited four senior city hall officials to tour the village. "I swear to you that they did not believe we were in Jerusalem," he said. "And no wonder. It is more reminiscent of Afghanistan than of a neighborhood in a modern state."

In their defense, the Israeli authorities could claim they don't distinguish between the neighborhoods in Israel and those in the eastern part of the neighborhood, which is under PA jurisdiction. There's the same crumbling roads that were once paved with asphalt, the same garbage piled up by the sides of the roads, and the same remnants of sidewalks lacking any shade or landscaping.

Thirty-seven years of "unification" were apparently not enough for the authorities to prepare a zoning plan for what remains of Israeli Anata. Kube says he was promised a zoning plan would be brought in the coming weeks to the District Planning Commission.

Barely a little more than 500 dunam remains for the 10,000 residents of the neighborhood.

The 33,000 dunam from Kfar Adumim in the southeast to Pisgat Ze'ev in the northwest, belonged to Anata before Israel cut the neighborhood in half and annexed what was left over. Some 20,000 dunam, mostly "state land" was expropriated for Maale Adumim, Kfar Adumim, and other little settlements in the area as well as roads and a military base.

The residents, as opposed to the land, were left outside Jerusalem, but caught in an enclave surrounded by Israeli settlements. Their farmland gone, they were forced to look for work inside Israel. The closure policies turned most of them into unemployed people. Border Police are stationed at the checkpoint at the western entrance to D'hiyat el Salaam, meaning inside Israeli East Jerusalem. Only holders of blue ID cards and a lucky few who have work permits, are entitled to cross that checkpoint.

Since Israel put limits on how long Jerusalemite-Palestinians have to fulfill their right to return to the city, hundreds of families from villages in the area have taken up residents in D'hiyat el Salaam. Without land zoned for residential construction, new buildings have cropped up in every alley, including six and seven story buildings. With no zoning plan, all are illegal construction.

The enormous population growth, particularly of young people, has worsed the crowding in the classrooms. In the mornings, hundreds of children trying to get to school congregate at the checkpoints. Officially, all those children are Jerusalemites. They are sent to schools in Shuafat and other neighborhoods. Hundreds of children crowd into the girls' school in Anata, where there are 50 and more girls per class.

According to the proposed separation fence route, the fence will strangle both parts of Anata. From the west, a checkpoint on the way into Israel, from the east, a wall on the way to the West Bank. If the residents don't try their luck with the High Court of Justice, the wall will eat up the last of the land they have left for any growth. On the other hand, if the fence is moved toward the West Bank, it will be at the expense of the Palestinian state that might yet be established one day. Ibrahim Salame says the residents have a split personality, "between the daily interests and the national interest."


http://www.iap.org/amany.htm

Palestine

In her soil I wish to bury myself
so I could feel the energy
of the souls whose blood
was shed while fighting for
my freedom and justice

I want to walk her lands that were demolished
and as I feel the wind passing by
all I hear are the sounds of cries and screams
of those who were massacred
but you still feel their sense of pride and hope

Al Quds

The heart of Palestine
I wish to take small steps
in this holy land
so as each step I would take
I would feel the presence of
hope and peace

Jenin

A refugee camp
where many innocent men, women and children
were burned and some buried alive underneath
their own homes
where many stood proud
and fought the tanks and missiles
until the very end

Nablus

An occupied city
where everyday a curfew is set
occupation has risen
yet the only thing that stood high
was the Palestinian flag and the
spirit of the people

Biet Jala

As its neighboring cities sit and watch
Israeli soldiers, without hesitation
Shooting randomly at anyone and anything that
stood in their way
where our Fourth of July
has become their early death

Gaza

Where children still continue to smile and laugh
Even under times of casualty,
And even though they live under fear and hate
it is freedom and justice they wish to see

Dier Yassin

A history of a stolen land
And when I begin to reminisce about it
My heart begins to cry
For its return

Ramallah

We know it for its famous song, "Wein a Ramallah"
Which reminds us of our Palestinian heritage and pride

Al Khalil

Where bullets of settlers may kill the souls of our true soldiers,
But will not kill the spirits of the Palestinian people
Who will continue on their footsteps

Beit La7em

Where the church of nativity was once under seize,
Where many cried out to the world that they will
Never forsake their holy church

Qalkeelya

Where many refuse to be victims in their own land
And they are terrorists only because they refuse
To put their hands up and surrender to Israeli soldiers

Palestine

A state with people who have hopes and dreams
Who breathe justice and dream freedom

Where children are born without a homeland
but the homeland is born within that child

An occupied state, where the Palestinians will
continue fighting until Palestine becomes a state

Where soldiers are born
And heroes die

Where beautiful olive trees are planted. A famous
Palestinian poet once said, "If the olive tree knew
the hands that planted them, their oil would have
Become tears."

"Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us,
Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us;
Facing the rising sun of our new day begun,
Let us march on till victory is won."

Freedom, peace and justice in Palestine

Poem by Amany Hajyassin© - FaLasteenArabiya@aol.com

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Don't Forget

by Yahya Abdul Rahman

Don't forget Qibya

Don't forget Jenin

Don't forget Sabra / Shatila

Or the murder of Shiekh Yassin

It's been said by some he's a man of peace

But in fact the "Bulldozer" is a destructive beast

He killed our people

He robbed our lands

And history testifies he has blood on his hands

We will not forget

In our memories these facts will burn

And soon we will exercise our right of return

by Yahya Abdul Rahman© - Sept 17, 2004


Song of Jenin

Not enough tears on earth

to wash away the blood

Not enough blood on earth

to wash away the pain

Not enough faith on earth

to take away my shame

Pain in my heart

too hard to bear

Shame in my heart

for when I looked..

my brother was not there

I held up my head in pride

When the soldiers came

They never broke the man inside

Never flinched in pain,

never gave up my pride

I fought In Allah's name

For brotherhood I would have died

Couldn't you hear the cries

Couldn't you feel the pain

Didn't you realize

The butcher was back again

Fought a tank with a stone

But never thought I'd fight alone

Pain in my heart

to hard to bear

Shame in my heart

for when I looked..

my brother was not there

Did you hear me call your name

I tried to hold my ground

But my brother never came

No enemy cuts so deep

As when brother watches brother

be slaughtered like a sheep

what no gun could ever do

You have done to me

I have lost much faith in you

and my heart will never be

whole or happy or healed

Until Palestine is free

Until Islam sees unity

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Submitted April 11, 2002 by  Indira Rai-Choudhury©, Esq, Attorney at Law: Profsnoop@aol.com