Yesterday I visited Silwan, the village located very close to the Old City of Jerusalem. 80 houses are inhabited by about 1000 people. The situation for all of them is critical. Israelis are taking the advantage of their relligion, according to which the area was a King David’s garden 2500 years ago, so as to evict all the inhabitants and create a park there. Once the inhabitants of the village gave their children paints and asked them to paint the walls of some houses. Most of the children painted the bulldozers, soldiers, destroyed houses and their suffering owners. This is how their childhood looks like.
Most of the families have received demolition orders from the municipality and now are waiting for the army and bulldozers to come and destroy everything, what they have managed to gain throughout their life. It might happen anytime as the orders are obeyed randomly and they never expire. That means that your children may go to the school and when they came back, they would see nothing but the ruins of the house they have grown up in. On the other hand, you might wait ten years for the demolition, but what kind of life is that? Home should be a place where you can find peace and safety and how can it be like that, if you are living in the constant fear of becoming homeless?
Sometimes the soldiers come in the morning and tell you, that you have ten minutes to leave your home. How can you decide what to take with you in ten minutes? But you don’t have a choice, they have guns, they are Israelis, they follow ‘the rules’.
Some families can’t stand the pressure and decide to move out. Their houses straight away are taken by settlers and the demolition order expires as it only applies to Palestinians. Other are evicted and in those cases, settlers also take over the place.
According to the Israeli law, since 1967 (the annexation of East Jerusalem to the West Jerusalem) Palestinians need a permission to build the house in the East Jerusalem. Since 95% of applications are being refused, Palestinians decide to build without permits. 50% of houses have been considered as illegal and either have already received demolition orders or will receive them in the near future.
Israelis obey 100 house demolition orders a year, which means that almost in every three days one house is being demolished. In every three days, one family loses it’s memories, dreams, the place where children can grow up and old men can wait for their last days to come. Moreover, the municipality can’t afford so many demolitions and it is the owner, who has to cover the costs, which means that instead of getting compensation, you have to pay for your own house to be destroyed.
There is no other name for such actions than etnic cleansing. Israeli policy is simple: more land with less Arabs. Expropriation, creating constant fear and destroying the only place where people can feel safe – their own home, is the fearfully effective tool to acheive this goal.
Everytime I hear about house demolition, I think about my father who built our house with his own hands, like most of the Palestinians, and try to imagine his reaction if one day he comes back from work/shop/church and sees his creation has been destroyed. But for me it is only the imagination, not the reality you have to cope with every third day.
Yesterday I hoped I would have another chance to help local farmers with the olive harvest, but this time we weren’t that lucky. The field, which we were trying to enter, is located in the ‘closed military zone’ under the bridge connecting Road 60. Unfortunately, most of the fertile areas in the Occupied Territories are declared military zones by Israel.