Journals

by Chris and Carl Our affinity group members, Mike, Ronise (who is deaf) and Jennie went to the Deaf School in Bethlehem. The school serves boys and girls from 6 months to 15 years old. It was a well equipped ...

By Jill Dreier What the UN refuses to do in Palestine: Internationals Help Deliver Food & Stop Bullets ‘No here we have nothing to live for, so we don’t care, but YOU, you have to return to tell the world ...

by Amanda D. I’m on the plane home. Much as I want to see people I’m not sure how to talk to them. Much as I wanted to go home and do laundry and take a bath I’m figuring out ...

by Susan Barclay I find a few moments to write not because it is something that I even have the time to do, but more because if I don’t write now, I am afraid to lose the precious, tragic stories ...

By Nat After tea at Abu Fadi’s house, we went to Abu Kamel’s house to have breakfast (there was some competition between these two cousins as to whose house we were to have breakfast at), we had a tour of ...

by Gattu Marrudu The two taxis full of volunteers proceed slow and scared along “the most dangerous road of Nablus,” climbing up the hill in dusty and tight curves. At each curve stays a local “sentry”, who warns any hazardous ...

by Bob of the New York Solidarity Delegation It is Friday. I am writing from inside the Deheisha refugee camp. My body is sore – less from the sun or the walking, or the lack of water but from holding ...

by Ellen O’Grady Since July 26 I have been living in and witnessing the effects of the Israeli military closure on the village of Iraq Bureen and its 900 inhabitants. Iraq Bureen is located three miles outside of the city ...

by Karl Dallas The Battle of Nablus tune: English traditional, “The Bold Princess Royal” On the last day of June in two thousand and two In the city of Nablus the pleasures were few The Israeli army had invaded the ...

By Larry Hales We walked right in to Manger Square–“right through the front door.” The writer in me wants to create some suspense, but I am ecstatic–my heart continues to beat at the rate it was when we were walking ...