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Neda Was in My House – In Jerusalem!

16 January 2013 3 Comments

Nora Lester Murad

Nora Lester Murad
Jerusalem, Palestine

“It’s critical (critical!) to learn about past and present injustices and indignities, but counterproductive to let history hold us back.”


Neda* was in my house. In Jerusalem! A friend sneaked her in from Ramallah. It’s not easy getting past the Israeli soldiers at the checkpoint or around the Annexation Wall. But Palestinians have their ways. If they need to get to work or want to shop at the mall or have to visit a sick relative, they get creative. And Neda had a critical mission to fulfill—exploring historic Palestine. So she used her smarts and got herself in. And there she was, in my house. In Jerusalem!

As we set out on our jaunt with our mutual friend Dina, I felt like I was Thelma from the movie “Thelma and Louise.” Neda and Dina were young and reckless and I was old and reckless, and our adventure was thrilling and dangerous and important. My friends hadn’t seen the movie so I just told them it was a feminist classic and I didn’t mention the ending.

We filled the borrowed car with gas and headed north.

Neda delighted in every village, every landscape, every hill, and every stand of trees, and I delighted in her. She is a Palestinian in love with her country, a place denied to her, and I had the honor of appreciating the land through her eyes.

As we approached Tiberias, she was giddy like a child. The GPS sent us round and round in circles before we saw the sea, and she nearly exploded with joy. We walked past the beautiful old Palestinian buildings, built lovingly with black stones, and took photos at ruins and in front of the mosque and the church. We lingered at the sparkling water—imagining the trading and the farming and the family life that once flourished there. It’s a different city now. The shop owners selling falafel are Jewish, but the Palestinian echo is melodic and enduring.

Neda* took this photo of me in the Syrian Golan in a demolished village called Khushniya.

I often hike with my family through demolished Palestinian villages like Lifta and Sataf. They are museums, testimonies to the Palestinian reality before 1948, to the life that would have continued to blossom were it not for the Nakba or catastrophe. These are romantic places, especially when I visit them with Neda and Dina—but not, as you might think, because of their imagination of the past. The romance is in their imagination of what will someday be.

It’s too late to prevent the occupation, colonization, and dispossession of Palestinians. It happened and continues to happen with ferocious momentum. It’s critical (critical!) to learn about past and present injustices and indignities, but counterproductive to let history hold us back. We can’t build a liberation movement out of the Nakba; we need to struggle for something, for a vision of our future government, economy, educational system, gender relations, environmental goals, and more.

Neda and Dina and I talked late, into the early morning hours, about the Palestine that can be, that will be, and what we must do to achieve it. Young Palestinian women—inspirational, professional, creative, strategic, smart, fearless, and hardworking. It a was hopeful trip.

What is your vision for the Palestine to be?

*Names have been changed for security purposes.

Nora Lester Murad, PhD, writes fiction and commentary from Jerusalem, Palestine. Her blog, “The View from My Window in Palestine” addresses issues of international development and life under military occupation She is a life-long social justice activist and a founder of Dalia Association, Palestine’s first community foundation. She tweets from @NoraInPalestine.


More by Nora Lester Murad:

Mothering in the “Ramallah Bubble”

In Jerusalem, Even the Dentist Let’s You Know Who’s in Charge

Do Pigs Fly – Or Is This a Matter of Human Rights?

In Jerusalem, I Sat Crying

Determining Development Priorities: A Palestinian Right

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3 Comments to “Neda Was in My House – In Jerusalem!”
  1. Daniel S. Moskowitz says:

    It is Tragic if Israel/Palestine seems like a Place that is more Fit for the Habitation of GHOSTS than Living Human Beings. In order for there to be a Viable, Sustainable Future for this Region, there needs to be some FLEXABILITY. There are many Dissidents and People who attempts to Build Bridges between Cultures, but there is also a lot of Rigidity and Fundamentalism, which Ultimately leads to Backwardness and Underdevelopment, crippling both the Palestinian and Jewish People. The Past is something to Learn from, but not something to be enslaved to. That is the Lesson.

    • Well said, Daniel. One caveat: When a people’s history is being stolen, denied and erased, then there is a need to fight for recognition and awareness. We can only move beyond history when we’ve embraced it. Do you agree?

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