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Friday, 19 April. 2024
 
Your Key to Palestine
The Palestinian Initiatives for The Promotoion of Global Dialogue and Democracy
 
 
 

It looks, terrifyingly, like Gaza. Behind tin fences, at the northern entrance to the Askar refugee camp in Nablus, hides a compound characterized by poverty, one of the most miserable we have seen. Brown hens peck at garbage in the backyard, a yard that has become much larger since the Israel Defense Forces demolished one of the two buildings in the compound. Two crushed and shattered skeletons of cars - a yellow taxi and a white private car - were destroyed beneath the ruins of the building and lie like a silent memorial in the front of the yard. Only the floor of the demolished building is left.

The only housing that remains to the extended family - 40 souls, most of them children - is a three-story heap with a dangerous staircase. The third floor was added hastily after the destruction of the adjacent building. Walls of unplastered gray brick, alcove after alcove of neglect and darkness, some of them with sand floors. Broken furniture, clothing and torn blankets thrown on the floors. A torn sack of flour from the UN food program is one of the only items of food in the filthy kitchen.

In the living alcoves - they can't be called rooms - an old woman and a small child are sprawled on the floor, warming themselves next to an old rusty spiral heater, of which there are only two in the entire building. Pieces of blankets and curtains serve as doors, the sanitary conditions are disgraceful, gas tanks and exposed electricity cables endanger the residents. The most miserable house in the most miserable camp, the home of the Al-Nadi family in Askar.

The members of the family have experienced great suffering. In addition to the poverty and neglect, there was the demolition of their house, the killing of their son, the mysterious disappearance of a daughter, who was about 11 years old when she disappeared, and the imprisonment of three family members; nobody is certain where they are being held and why. Last week the soldiers returned once again. Once again a violent search of all the rooms of the house, once again the imprisonment of all the members of the family in one small room for an entire night, four armed soldiers standing over them, preventing them from going to the bathroom and ordering the babies not to cry.

We posed them all for a joint family photo in the room where they were imprisoned, 40 people crowded into a cubicle. One child gently covered the heads of his two little sisters, closing his eyes.

Ahmed al-Nadi was assassinated on February 27, at the age of 28. The memorial posters were pasted on almost every wall of the house, but the soldiers who came last week made sure to tear most of them off the walls. On the others, they scribbled in black, covering the picture of the fallen man. Ahmed was a wanted man, a member of Fatah's Al Aqsa Martyrs' Brigades. He hid out for two years. When they came to demolish the house, two years ago, they were looking for Ahmed, but he was not at home at the time, and the house was marked for destruction. A few months ago Ahmed turned himself in to the Palestinian Authority and was imprisoned in Nablus prison. Two days before they killed him, IDF forces entered the prison, killed one of his friends and kidnapped several others. Ahmed managed to escape. After the funeral of one of the dead, in which he took part, IDF forces encountered Ahmed and his friend, Maher al-Rish, also a wanted man, and killed them in the alleys of the adjacent Balata camp.

Ahmed's two brothers, Nihad and Nasat, and his sister Maiseh, say that four days after their brother's funeral the soldiers came in the small hours, took them all outside and conducted a search of the house. One of the officers, named Tamir, told them that their other brother, Nasser, was under arrest. They knew nothing about it. When Ahmed was killed, Nasser was in Israel. His brother says that Nasser worked in Israel, dealing in iron scrap, and had never been wanted. Before the family had recovered from their bereavement, from the terror of the nocturnal search and from Nasser's arrest, a few days later the soldiers returned once again with large forces, and again in the small hours.

Last Thursday night, March 13, the members of the Al-Nadi family woke up in a panic. It was 1:40 A.M. They have no idea how the soldiers reached the roof of the house, but they came down to them from there. All the members of the household, including the babies, but not the old and disabled grandmother, had to go down to the yard. "We will kill whoever remains in the house," threatened the soldiers. The troops handcuffed and blindfolded two of the brothers, Rareb, 30 and Mohammed, 29, both single men. Maiseh, their sister, says the soldiers beat the two and banged Mohammed's head against the wall. Mohammed used to sneak into Israel to do renovation work. Rareb and Mohammed were arrested; their siblings say that the two have never been wanted men.

Afterward, the soldiers ordered all the remaining members of the family to gather in the room where we are sitting now. From 2 until 7 A.M., when the soldiers left, this extended family, with its many young children, was imprisoned in a small room. No water, no going to the bathroom; the children relieved themselves in their clothes, say their parents. If a child began to cry, he was immediately silenced by the soldiers, their rifles pointed.

Meanwhile, the soldiers went through the floors of the house, apartment after apartment, room after room, the apartments of the four Al-Nadi brothers and their sister, and their children, five apartments on three floors. The soldiers interrogated Ahmed's nephew, a 10-year-old boy, asking him where his dead uncle's gun was hidden. "I don't know," said the child, "I haven't seen my uncle for a long time," and his mother says the soldier called the child a liar. The soldiers threatened that they would demolish this house, too. The brothers and the sister said they also threatened to remove Ahmed's body from its grave.

By the time this issue went to press, no response had been received from the IDF Spokesperson's Office.

On the wall there is a picture: A girl in a white dress, a clean headscarf covering her head. This is Najala, the daughter of Nihad, one of the brothers. She left the house on August 24, 2005 to shop in the grocery, and since then there has been no sign of her. Family members give few explanations; they are careful with their words. They say only that they turned to the Palestinian police and to the Israeli liaison headquarters, but Najala has not been found to this day. She was 11 years old when she left the house about two and a half years ago.

We take a tour of this enemy house. In one room, a few cages of tiny birds hang, and a black paper kite rests on the floor. The old woman is sprawled on the floor of the adjacent room, not even bothering to lift her gaze in our direction.

 
 
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