This is my water, says the Palestinian. “I’ll fix it”, says the Israeli army officer. He distances the Palestinian with one hand and the...

The phone ringing at 6 a.m. would not bring me even the news of winning a literary prize. It was the calm voice of D.: Get on the...

Squinting his eye against the popping sun in the east, he looks younger than his thirteen years of age. Perhaps because of his modest...

I am studying the Palestine map following the names of the attacked communities. Ein Samiyah, Turmus Aya, Jaloud, Luban A-Sharquiah,...

“You have no idea how I hate you, how much I detest you”, said the only colonist passing the Za’atara Junction today (“Tapuach” in...

“The Group” My sense of belonging to a group that delighted me at Jerusalem’s Balfour Street demonstrations (to vanquish Netanyahu) was...

Women strugglers wrote that we shouldn’t walk around the city with a “Looking at Occupation in the Eye”-shirt before our demonstration....

A report from Our Stand at the "Anti-occupation Bloc" on Kaplan and da-Vinci junction. Last night, six youngsters approached our stand...

Friday in the Occupied Territories, before Tel Aviv’s Kaplan Street Demonstration. Most of the cars crossing the Za’atara Junction (AKA...

Colonists passed an olive tree grove close to the town of Turmus Aya in the Occupied West Bank. They left their destruction stamp, sign...

Amos is a pseudonym, not because he runs a shady business, but because he witnesses shady acts. Amos is a young man aware of the State in...