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fredag den 27. maj 2011

pixels of memory...

from Palestine... Haven't had the chance to look at them properly before now...
and wow.. I miss it... W is going there soon. wish I could go, but can't make it... I would need to change my name and passboard first, otherwise they would probably send me straight back home in the Tel Aviv airport...
crap!
from my first demo


from the olive harvest, near Nablus



Nablus


olives, olives and more olives..


Al Ma'asara demo

from the empty streets in Hebron

soldiers demolished a house near Hebron. the familys belongings where spread out over the place.

abandoned Hebron street

En Nabu Saleh, I think the village was called. a lot of demos take place there.

Hebron

the settlers throws stuff down on the shopping people, so a protective 'roof' has been made

big, BIG demo. with... 5 peace activists..
gawd I miss it... my heart still goes crazy when I see some of the videos from the demos...
 http://www.youtube.com/user/stellanagm#p/u/6/Qf_UJ1ZRsng
(I'm the noisy one in the adidas jacket and with the dreads..)

Good morning Palestina. Rise and shine! I will see you again some day!

mandag den 11. oktober 2010

daily life in Palestine

Hi
I'm May! 21 years old from Denmark and currently based in Palestine as a peace activist. 
Needless to say, that I'm here to help the palestinians fight of the illegal occupation from Israel? There's a lot to do here. when I  first arrived a couple of weeks ago, I thought I would spend most of my time picking olives and demonstrate.
And yes. that is actually what I have been during up until now. that, and also worrying like hell about the soldiers and settlers.
The soldiers I can handle. they have given me the worst treatment they could manage so far; pepperspray, teargas, soundbombs, blindfold, handcuffs and 10 hours under arrest. for participating in a peacefull demonstration against the illeagal settlement of Kemi Zur.


 It's okay. I don't mind them arresting me, if it means that they will arrest one less palestinian instead.
They face a heck of a lot longer time behind bars, than us. the worst thing the soldiers can do to me, is to detain me for 3 days and then deport me. the palestinians face prison for a looong period of time. innocent or not. old or young.


But the thing here, that worries me the most, is the settlers. they're here based on illeagal reasons. And if the army and internationals is not around, they can do whatever they want: trash palestinian houses, beat up people, threaten them and burn of their fields so their income is lost for a year.
If the interntionals is around, they tend to keep their distance and 'just' throwing some rock after us.
Nothing beats a youngster throwing rocks after you, and telling you to piss of. charming little monsters, eh?


I'm sorta happy here, I'd say. Life here has another sence of meaning, compared to DK.
But of course, I miss my friends and my boyfriend, W. Hope that the next time I return, he'll be with me.


two weeks left in this beatiful country. I'll miss the mosks and loud prayers called out over the cities several times a day. I'll miss the sun. the friendly people and the food! And the struggle. not to mention my activist family here. love to them all!