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Monday, 1 July. 2024
 
Your Key to Palestine
The Palestinian Initiatives for The Promotoion of Global Dialogue and Democracy
 
 
 

I have always said that children should never be underestimated. Unlike adults, children are untainted with biases, their judgment unclouded by stereotypes. They are the purest form of humans and thus exude a wisdom and perspective that grownups could never offer.

I came upon this infinite wisdom in my own daughter the other day, a wisdom and rationale that embodied the whole of the Palestinian-Israeli conflict in one short childlike sentence. I was struck with awe, no doubt, that my daughter, a mere six years of age, could have figured out the inherent predicament between us and our occupiers without ever having been explicitly told.

We live in Jerusalem’s Old City, in the heart of the Muslim Quarter. On the way to our house, predominantly crammed with Palestinian shops selling foods, trinkets, souvenirs and Islamic garb for women, there are two or three buildings that stick out like a sore thumb. These have been taken over by Jewish settlers, who have ensured that all who pass understand who lives inside. Huge Israeli flags flutter from the windows, a Hebrew sign is posted outside what has now become a religious center and armed settlers are constantly coming in and out of the doors in sharp contrast to the Palestinian men, women and children who frequent this stretch of the city.

As a mother, I try my best not to instill bitter feelings in my children. The world is tough enough without having to grow up with the feeling that they are obligated to hate someone else. So, I downplay my own seething emotions towards the settler takeover in my neighborhood with a nonchalant “These are settlers. Just ignore them” whenever my two children inquire about the offensive presence in our midst.

Apparently, this explanation was not nearly enough for my precocious six-year old. On the way home the other day, as we passed by one building with huge Israeli flags hanging from the balcony she said in a very matter of fact tone, “We need to take those Israeli flags down and put Palestinian ones in their place.” I couldn’t but smile at her youthful determination to make things right. But little Shaden was not done. “We have already given them other places to live,” she analyzed. “Why do they have to come where we live as well?”

I was dumfounded at this point. It goes without saying that given her tender age, neither I nor her father has yet explained the complex history of the Palestinian-Israeli conflict. She does not know about the 1948 War or the partition plan or the occupation of Jerusalem, the West Bank and Gaza in 1967. All she knows is her own reality, which apparently was enough for her to see things as they really are.

Let me be clear that Shaden does not harbor these same sentiments while walking through west Jerusalem. Later on, when she realizes the atrocities Israel carried out during 1948 and 1967, when she hears about the expulsion of hundreds and thousands people from their rightful homes, she may change her perspective. For now, however, she takes it for granted that the Israelis should be in one place and the Palestinians in another. The fact that an Israeli flag is raised in her neighborhood where the Aqsa Mosque is located and where all her family and friends are Palestinian, is just not right.

My children are certainly not alone in their sentiments. Children in Hebron or Silwan must feel the same, with settlers invading their homes and imposing themselves in the midst of their communities. This foreign intrusion is anything but natural, and children are extremely perceptive and can detect truths in their nakedness.

In such an environment, it is very difficult to raise children with a healthy outlook towards their neighbors. Belligerent settlers carrying pistols and automatic machine guns strut through the Old City streets with no consideration to the Palestinian masses around them. My children, just like every other Palestinian child living under occupation, are acutely aware of the fact that they are the oppressed rather than the oppressor. They no longer ask me why Palestinians in Jerusalem don’t carry guns or stop people in the street demanding an ID card. They seem to have that down. They understand all about permits, about green and blue ID’s and which one signifies a West Bank or Jerusalem resident. They understand it was Israel that caused the deaths of over 1,400 Palestinians in Gaza and that the money they took out of their piggy banks for Gaza’s children may not have reached them because Israel does not freely allow goods in at its borders.

Still, what is so awesome and so reassuring to me is that they do not accept these injustices hands down. My daughter has the fight in her, without anyone telling her she needs to fight. She has sorted it out that these settlers have no business being in an area that clearly belongs to the Palestinians. What Shaden expressed in her six-year old words is no different than the basics of our leadership’s national demands. Palestinians are demanding 22 percent of historical Palestine and have accepted a two-state solution alongside what is now Israel. “We have already given them places to live. They should not come to our neighborhood.”

Joharah Baker is a Writer for the Media and Information Program at the Palestinian Initiative for the Promotion of Global Dialogue and Democracy (MIFTAH). She can be contacted at mip@miftah.org.

 
 
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