Pondering Palestine
Thoughts of my experience visiting Palestine for the first time, seeing my father for the first time in a number of years and of what it was like for me travelling through Israel itself continue to haunt me.
In Eilat which lies at the southern most point of Israel, I was sitting on a bench along a main road conversing with George and discussing whether to take a taxi or walk to our destination. A group of teenagers pass us and one of them looks straight at me, mockingly screams and then jumps back a couple of feet before steadying himself and falling back in line with his friends. I am not sure that I am reading too much into this but the message to me seemed rather implicit.
It's become harder to look at pictures and read accounts of how the Palestinians are being treated without thinking about my family there and what their lives are like.
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