“Hi love. Finally, made it across the checkpoints. At one checkpoint, the Israeli soldiers confined all buses for more than 2 hours. People, all ages boiling in the bus. Driver waiting helplessly for a sign from soldiers. Kids crying. Stupid me, postponed my pee and for the first time had no water. Almost fainted. I asked the helpless, old driver: what if I take my cane and walk out? He said: no and that he’ll get in trouble. I asked what if someone had a stroke? He said: when they ok opening the bus door, they will find out. He answered with no energy or feeling. Totally numb. Probably melted from heat.
"What if I take my cane and walk out? He said: no"Upon arrival at the occupier’s terminal, my bra decided to beep. As if the 2 hours weren't enough. An Israeli woman with a typical, aggressive voice ordered me to cooperate for getting strip-searched. I yelled back: there’s no way any of you will touch me. Enough of your humiliation. I’m taking my bra off here. She said: go in the room. I did. Had to carry it and walk to my bag which was with them. I guess I’ll never cope or normalize the unacceptable. But always wonder what it will take to end this? What will it take for the world to say: Enough!
It’s been just too long. I still don’t understand a world that is shocked by Nazism yet permits the similar; only against another people. I can have a good laugh when some years from now, people will speak with disbelief about the Israeli occupation. I’m still feeling sick and tired. I may have dehydrated in the bus. When I arrived across, I cried. I cried for humanity. I cried because I allowed myself to dehumanize them with my perception. I can very well understand the vicious cycle of dehumanizing in history. A group is pushed to the edge until they start behaving the same way. It sure takes lots to maintain humanity under such harshness.
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Don’t know when we’ll ever change. Don’t know when we’ll consistently say: enough for good and for all.”
The views are Laila's own and do not necessarily represent those of Your Middle East.