A Day in Hebron

Wednesday, the 24th of May, was a very important day of our class expedition in the holy land. At 7a.m. we were rolling out of Jaffa and heading for Hebron, a Palestinian city in the West Bank. On the way to Hebron, we drove through Bethlehem, a city located in the central West Bank. From the bus, the class was able to glimpse the separation wall, or as many Israelis refer to it, the “security fence.” This was really remarkable to see; the wall, covered in art and political statements such as “Free Palestine” and “Decolonize This Place,” was a physical representation of the feelings of those living under Israeli occupation. It was a work of art born out of frustration and cradled by courage. Passing by, the class could not help but wonder if the wall would ever fall.

The separation wall between Bethlehem and Jerusalem

It wasn’t long before the city of Hebron began to appear around us. Hebron is divided into two sections: H1 is controlled by Palestinian authority (80% of the city) and H2 is under Israeli occupation (20% of the city). Immediately after we stopped our bus in the city, groups of young children swarmed the bus and haggled us to buy their goods as we stepped onto the street. The persistence of the children was not surprising since Hebron is a city, like many other Palestinian cities, that suffers from terrible poverty. We were soon greeted by our incredibly charismatic and clever Palestinian guide, Mohammed. A native of Hebron, Mohammed began by explaining the details of the Israeli occupation in the city. We then set off for a walking tour through H1, the Palestinian-controlled section of Hebron. Mohammed led us through winding path of markets as he discussed the many issues faced by Palestinians in Hebron, such as poverty, police brutality, insufficient infrastructure, and so forth. We noticed wire cages covering the markets above our heads, and one Palestinian seller explained how the cage protects Palestinians from debris thrown down by Israelis living above.

Protective wire over markets in Hebron

Afterwards we passed through a checkpoint in order to get into H2 (the section under Israeli authority). There we visited the Cave of the Patriarchs, a holy site for Jews, Muslims, and Christians. In the synagogue of the site, we met a young Jew originally from Brooklyn who explained to us the significance of the site in Judaism. Among those believed to be buried in the Cave of the Patriarchs are Isaac and Rebecca, Abraham and Sarah, and Jacob and Leah, the Patriarchs and Matriarchs of the Jews. The Cave of the Patriarchs is also known by Muslims as the Ibrahimi Mosque, and later on the class returned to the site to visit the mosque.

Outside the Cave of the Patriarchs

We left the cave to join Mohammed for lunch in his home. We ate rice, yogurt, meat, and vegetables and passed around Mohammed’s Palestinian ID card. He explained how Palestinians who were considered to be trouble-makers were issued a green identification card as opposed to the normal orange cards held by most in the West Bank. Mohammed was once considered one of the trouble-makers by Israeli forces, and so he actually had a green ID card himself. Today, however, all Palestinian identification cards are green. We finished lunch and thanked Mohammed for his wonderful hospitality. It was truly a privilege to be able to spend time with someone who has a firsthand experience living in the current conditions of Hebron.

Lunch in Mohammed’s home in Hebron (H2)

Mohammed’s home

We returned back to the Cave of the Patriarchs to see the Ibrahimi Mosque. It was a beautiful mosque with tones of green and gold, although it was not void of a dark past; the mosque was the site of a horrifying terrorist attack on Muslim worshippers in 1994 which left many dead and even more wounded. Since then, the site has been heavily guarded and is equipped with many security cameras.

The ceiling of the Ibrahimi Mosque

The class then left the mosque and wandered down toward the ghost town section of Hebron. Due to the fact that many Israeli Jews have settled in parts of Hebron, Israeli forces have closed off a section of the city to Palestinians in fear that they will hurt the settler Jews nearby. Streets that were once bustling with Arab markets are now completely abandoned and covered in propaganda against Palestinians. Tourists and Israeli Jews are currently the only people allowed to walk these streets. According to Israeli forces, streets of these closed-off areas are “sterile streets”: sterile, that is, of Arabs.

A “sterile street” in Hebron

Propaganda targeting Arabs

Walking further down the empty part of the city, we came across a group of young male settler Jews who we asked to answer some of our questions. One guy in particular stepped up to talk with us; most others seemed more shy. He told us how he did his military service in Hebron, and how he experienced violence from Palestinians against him and his fellow soldiers. When asked about his views of Palestinians, he said that he had spoken to some and that he would probably live among them if they were not so violent. The class also asked him if he supported Donald Trump, to which he said yes and explained how Trump was a straightforward man who loves Israel. As we asked further questions pertaining to the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, a crowd began to form around us and the discussion became more and more heated. It was really a fascinating experience to be able to get down to the tough questions and have a discussion with those involved in the issue of interest. We all felt like real journalists.

One minute into asking questions

10 minutes into asking questions

We came to an end of the discussion and continued back up the deserted road until we reached a checkpoint. Passing from Israeli control into Palestinian control by way of the checkpoint, we were suddenly in one of the centers of bustling Hebron, a stark difference from the empty streets under Israeli watch. Our bus appeared in sight and the class jumped on. Rolling out of the city, it was hard to digest what we had just experienced. It is truly eye-opening to experience a city under occupation. If one thing was for sure, it was that we were all grateful to have seen and heard narratives that often go ignored in the Israeli-Palestinian conflict.

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