Les gentils policiers de Bethléem, ne servent à rien, mais veulent toujours bien être sur mes photo...
Lui ne verra sans doute pas son village revenir aux mains de sa famille...
Le grand Manitou de Deheisha Camp (un gros camp près de celui d'Aïda), ouCheikh Abdel Majid Ata
Elle peut être...
Two days ago, the long-awaited event took place.
The NAKBA. The Catastrophe (I remember that SHOAH also means disaster). http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nakba
The celebration of the right to return to their land to all its Palestinian refugees.
On the same day Israel celebrates its independence, I remember that Sarkozy has invited Olmert to guest of honour as the first head of state on official visit to France.
In the refugee camp where I live, they celebrated it in their own way, with just one key, huge symbol of the right to return. There are key parts here, poster, around necks, in museums, among people. My own tenant opens its door with a key to rusted iron from 150 grams. Also big as the one pictured, finally good agreement can not be ... but almost.
The photograph I admit, is the largest in the world, it weighs 2 tons, I thought call
the Guinness records but I ouvblié they would not in Palestine. Even Amnesty International is not in Palestine. All the inhabitants of the camp were thus faced the "door" of their land, a few hundred metres of the separation wall,
to attend the elevation of the key.
A very moving morning I must confess.
I do not know if it was provided that this course of french that I gave yesterday morning the children who leave the centre theatre on tour this summer, but all these tens of people of all generations take participate in such a gesture of hope, it reinforces.
Although Israeli jet fighters overflew have all of Palestine this morning, with a maximum noise well sure, enthusiasm was at its height.
I also recently during a photo, only for the staff of the centre. Adults then. But the truth is that neither the kids nor adults can not fit on a chair more than 25 min.
Then I make progress at the table, delighted to learn as much my sweet voice.
My holiday is drawing to a close, although I still have a few weeks, I am thinking about my future and my job here. At the same time, is without doubt since I have this new way of thinking that my investment really increased in value. Because I finally know what to give, how to give and more importantly, how to give. What is to be selfish, authoritarian,
cynical, one-off (yeah not too good either), and determined. This sure the job well. At home, the opposite will be observed, otherwise the fall and emotional depression lé assured.
I am here on my own now, 2 volunteers in Europe who were there are parties. I am therefore the only "in charge" of the international side. They were replaced by young women all freshly leaving the school. The good thing is that the center palestiniannise. And I can not complain to me, at least, I can not take it that was bad. See, I find it very well, it was time.
The NAKBA. The Catastrophe (I remember that SHOAH also means disaster). http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nakba
The celebration of the right to return to their land to all its Palestinian refugees.
On the same day Israel celebrates its independence, I remember that Sarkozy has invited Olmert to guest of honour as the first head of state on official visit to France.
In the refugee camp where I live, they celebrated it in their own way, with just one key, huge symbol of the right to return. There are key parts here, poster, around necks, in museums, among people. My own tenant opens its door with a key to rusted iron from 150 grams. Also big as the one pictured, finally good agreement can not be ... but almost.
The photograph I admit, is the largest in the world, it weighs 2 tons, I thought call
the Guinness records but I ouvblié they would not in Palestine. Even Amnesty International is not in Palestine. All the inhabitants of the camp were thus faced the "door" of their land, a few hundred metres of the separation wall,
to attend the elevation of the key.
A very moving morning I must confess.
I do not know if it was provided that this course of french that I gave yesterday morning the children who leave the centre theatre on tour this summer, but all these tens of people of all generations take participate in such a gesture of hope, it reinforces.
Although Israeli jet fighters overflew have all of Palestine this morning, with a maximum noise well sure, enthusiasm was at its height.
I also recently during a photo, only for the staff of the centre. Adults then. But the truth is that neither the kids nor adults can not fit on a chair more than 25 min.
Then I make progress at the table, delighted to learn as much my sweet voice.
My holiday is drawing to a close, although I still have a few weeks, I am thinking about my future and my job here. At the same time, is without doubt since I have this new way of thinking that my investment really increased in value. Because I finally know what to give, how to give and more importantly, how to give. What is to be selfish, authoritarian,
cynical, one-off (yeah not too good either), and determined. This sure the job well. At home, the opposite will be observed, otherwise the fall and emotional depression lé assured.
I am here on my own now, 2 volunteers in Europe who were there are parties. I am therefore the only "in charge" of the international side. They were replaced by young women all freshly leaving the school. The good thing is that the center palestiniannise. And I can not complain to me, at least, I can not take it that was bad. See, I find it very well, it was time.
1 comment:
J'admire beaucoup vos photos et ce que vous faites; et j'espère que cette terre redeviendra vraiment palestinienne.
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