‘The Palestinian spirit has infiltrated into the core of my heart and helped stitch a deep wound created as a result of what has occurred in my home town of Baghdad. My memories will forever be treasured’. The field trips, to summarize, where recollections of how life has become ordained to military rule. Hebron was the most complex climate to understanding. It displayed the Palestinian psychological state of being: Silenced by land theft, discrimination, segregation and pure hatred of people who’re the original, historical and legitimate inhabitants of the land called Palestine.
My visit exposed me to Apartheid-al tendencies of despicability and repugnance. Sadly, scenes I saw did not surprise me but reaffirmed the facts on the ground and seeing those at the heart of the conflict: The children of Hebron.
Working alongside locals, personally speaking, was the best. Each one of them hasn’t only welcomed me in but ensured that our stay remains consistent in quality, hospitality, pleasantry and contentment. The way I see the collaboration is: The meeting point where two halves make a whole. The collaboration appeared equated from both sides and the combination of internationals meets locals was greatly complementary and useful for all involved. It truly infused happiness here at Zajel. The workshop experience confirms the above as the locals helped to deconstruct all language barriers, which could have promenaded, but instead trust was what triumphed.