I'm not a masochist, but I don’t have a problem with Yasser stroking my neck with a razor knife. Yasser has a barber shop in that area of Jerusalem, which is just behind the wall. This is on walking distance from my home; for me it’s easy to get there, and his price is far below what I would have paid elsewhere.
A series of auto-ethnographic tales on the encounter with Palestinians and Bedouins, around Jerusalem, depicting various social, cultural, economical and political aspects of life behind the wall.
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Showing posts with label refugee camp. Show all posts
May 27, 2017
Yasser and his razor knife
Labels:
Anata,
army,
Bedouin,
cars,
coffee and tea,
family,
French Hill,
friendship,
hospitality,
human rights,
Jerusalem,
occupation,
oppression,
Palestinian,
police,
refugee camp,
Shuafat,
tension,
wall,
work
Location:
Shuafat Refugee Camp
August 21, 2016
Checkpoint bluff
Israeli army checkpoints are present on all roads around Jerusalem leading to or through the Palestinian Authority. They are the official and regulated holes in the wall separating between “us” and “them.”
| Can it keep out danger? Checkpoint near Jerusalem, Nov. 2015 |
Labels:
Al-Za'im,
army,
cars,
family,
friendship,
human rights,
ill-treatment,
Jerusalem,
legal system,
police,
Ramallah,
refugee camp,
transportation,
village,
wall,
work
Location:
Jerusalem, Israel
November 01, 2015
Balloons over Palestine
It's my birthday and I had planned to go out and have dinner with my friends, Yasser, Ali & Ahmad, in "our" restaurant in Hizma.

Planning meant that in the early afternoon Ahmad and I had checked with the restaurant that we'll have food and cake this same night. In the present political climate, the only Jewish friend I had dared telling my plan, made me promise to send her a message after returning home safely.

Planning meant that in the early afternoon Ahmad and I had checked with the restaurant that we'll have food and cake this same night. In the present political climate, the only Jewish friend I had dared telling my plan, made me promise to send her a message after returning home safely.
Labels:
Anata,
army,
cars,
food,
French Hill,
friendship,
Hizma,
hospitality,
oppression,
Palestinian,
refugee camp,
restaurant,
Shuafat,
transportation,
village
Location:
Hizma
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