We’ve been through enough prosecutions, threats, and even
pressure to recruit me, an Arab citizen in Israel, and even my Palestinian
husband in the West Bank, to work with the Israeli intelligence service against
our people, in exchange for promises of some easing of the restrictions on
us. - "Palestine" 8/10/2012
All
this week the Arab Association for Human Rights (HRA) will be publishing the
contents of its newest report, “Stripping Citizenship”, in serialized updates
here and on our Wordpress. These stories were reported and written by Samih
Ganadri and edited internally by the HRA. Each story intends to display the
human consequences of the discriminatory legislation and to show you reality of
an often underrepresented minority.
To
see the first post including relevant background information and the preface to
the report, click here.
So,
without further delay, we present the third story of “Stripping
Citizenship”:
My
Wildest Dream:
A
Husband who Lives with me and is a Father to my Children
“She”
is from a village in the Naqab (Negev), from a native Bedouin family who was
displaced and separated in the Nakba of 1948. A large part of the family settled
in the West Bank after their displacement. The occupation of 1967 reconnected
the family, and she met one of her relatives from a village in the West Bank.
They got married, had children and lived in the Naqab. One day, “she” woke up to
find that her husband had been deported to the West Bank, and was prohibited not
only from the right of temporary residence, but even from the right to
visit.
“She”
requested that neither her real name, nor the name of her husband be published.
She also asked me to change some information about her family so she would not
be identified. “We’ve been through enough prosecutions, threats, and even
pressure to recruit me, an Arab citizen in Israel, and even my Palestinian
husband in the West Bank, to work with the Israeli intelligence service against
our people, in exchange for promises of some easing of the restrictions on us.”
She said.
Let
us give the family meaningful, symbolic names that reflect their situation. Let
us name the mother "Palestine”, and say that she is 35 years old, a mother to
four children. Let us name the father “Arabi” (Arab), and say that he is 40
years old. Their children are between the ages of 2 to 12 years old, the two
daughters are named, “Baqiya” (remaining), and “Haneen” (nostalgia), and the two
sons are “Samid” (steadfast), and “Nidal” (struggle).
The
father, Arabi, is now a stranger, expelled from his land and his family’s
birthplace, the Naqab. The mother, Palestine, misses her Arab family, and
believes it is natural for her to marry an Arab from her relatives and from her
tribe. She wonders, “By what right does the law consider a natural right a
crime, which deserves to be punished?”
The
daughter, Baqiya, is an excellent student in her class, and she insists on
staying in her village and school, because she hopes that her father could, even
for one time, return to attend the ceremony of her receiving a certificate of
excellence at school. Haneen doesn’t stop longing for her father; she is invaded
by dreams and nightmares during her sleep, to the point that her mother worries
that she may have a mental illness. The son Samid, remains steadfast in trying
to play the role of the head of the family, even though he is still in
elementary school, and has a life threatening heart disease. The other son,
Nidal, is sure that he will grow up to be a fighter, able to fight to restore
the unity of his family, although angina and shortness of breath are nearly
killing him.
It
is the mother’s right to believe that the stress of the family’s poor domestic,
social, and financial situation is the main reason for her children’s
illnesses. Their “home”, is a small 20 square meter shack of tin and wood, that
houses five members, with no protection from the summer heat, or the winter cold
and rain. The mother is the head of the family, “I am the mother, father and
provider for the family from a meager income I receive from National Insurance
benefits.” She wistfully remembers a time when her husband was living with them
in the village, working, and living in a better house.
That
was before the amendment to the Citizenship Law was issued. Palestine says,
“After the law was issued, my husband became from an “enemy state” in a “state
of war with Israel”, even though he originates from the Naqab and is from my
tribe and relatives. He also can’t even use a primitive hunting gun for birds
and wild animals, and has no record of any security violations in the years he
lived with me in the Naqab in Israel”.
Palestine
and her children communicate with Arabi on the phone, and sometimes they visit
him. An “Israeli citizen” can visit the West Bank without a permit, unlike a
visit to Gaza. However, for each visit, the rental car costs around 200 dollars
(there is no public transportation between the two villages). Every few months,
the mother has to decide whether to deprive her children from some clothes and
food in order to visit their father, or relinquish the meeting. Both decisions
are hard, and weigh heavy on her conscience. Palestine says: “One of my friends
in the village is envious of me, because her husband was deported to Gaza, and
it is nearly impossible for her and her children to get a permit to visit him.
To be frank with you, I am the one who is envious of her, because she is not
forced to choose between feeding her family and seeing her husband. Spare me
this test”.
The
father, Arabi, is just like other ordinary simple people in the West Bank. He
is poor, unemployed, and picks up temporary jobs from time to time. He and his
wife decided that the solution to the visitation problem would be for him to
visit them by secretly sneaking into Israel, since he cannot enter legally. This
decision is very risky. If he gets caught at the border or in the village during
his visit, he could be arrested and imprisoned for months, even years, if a
fabricated security charge is brought against him, as Palestine said.
Suddenly,
a content smile appears on Palestine’s face, and she looks around checking to
see if there is anyone who can see or hear us. She whispers to me, “He visits
us, sometimes twice in one year.” The smile of content on her face turns into
what seems like a victory smile. Arabi, Palestine, and their children Baqiya,
Haneen, Samid and Nidal have defeated the state of Israel, the fourth strongest
military power in the world, owner of nuclear weapons. They have won, and met as
a family; father, mother, and four children.
“I
dream of a husband and a father for my children, just like every husband and
father, who lives with his family. This is all I dream of”, says Palestine. When
Arabi comes to visit them in secret, he comes in disguise under the guise of
darkness, so no one will see or identify him. He holds his breath inside their
little shack, as the children huddle around him and on him, on his back, his
legs and his chest. A day or two later, this imprisoned joy disappears. One son
told me that he dreams of his father going out with him to the streets and to
the nearby town, just like all fathers do. One daughter asks why her father
can’t take her shopping in the nearby city, like her friend’s fathers do.
“Even
when he came to visit us during one of the feasts, we could not travel together
as a family, with the children, to parks, markets or playgrounds, like all
families do. We might encounter a policeman who would ask for our identity
cards. Then my husband would be arrested and imprisoned, and we would be unable
to see him, whether we take the expensive trip or he comes secretly. Therefore,
we celebrated as ‘prisoners’ in our shack,” says Palestine.
The
children are not the only ones suffering from diseases. Although she is young,
the mother suffers from several diseases; high blood pressure, diabetes, and
shortness of breath.
A
woman from the village advised her to divorce her husband and marry another, to
be a ‘father’ to her children, to help and provide for the family. Palestine
raged from this advice, and shouted, “In what right do I punish a husband who
loves me and did not marry another woman despite our long, harsh separation? I
cannot bring another ‘father’ to my children. No ‘new father’ can ever love the
children the way that their father loves them, and the way that they love him.
People here advise me to divorce him, and people there advise him to marry
another woman. While, the officials in the Interior Ministry, who reject our
request for reunification of our family every year, ‘advise’ us to give up on
our simple dream of a wife, husband and their children living together under the
same roof. But we will not divorce our dream, and our children’s dream that my
husband and their father will live with us. Let Israel ‘divorce’ her laws!” says
Palestine.
The
younger son, Nidal, is playing in the dirt with some chickens, not far from us,
and looks at us from time to time. I don’t know whether he can hear us or
understand what he might have heard, but he surprises us, calling out to his
mother, “Mama, I will bring my father back!”
Does
the world hear Nidal’s resolve? Or the groan and hope of the mother, Palestine,
who says that her wildest dream is to have a husband who lives with her and is a
father to her children?
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For
relevant background information and the preface to the report, click here.
To
read the first story in our series “The Father is in the Drawer”, click here.
To
read the second story in our series "Is there an end to this displacement?", click here.
“Stripping
Citizenship was reported and written by Samih Ganadri. It was edited and
published internally by the Arab Association for Human Rights. If you would
like a physical copy of the full report, please send an email to
hra1@arabhra.org.
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