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Friday, 26 April. 2024
 
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A sickbed, a respirator, an oxygen tank, a walker and a wheelchair rested this week on the road next to the checkpoint of the Sheikh Saad neighborhood in East Jerusalem. The equipment sat there for a long time, until the Border Police allowed it to cross. All this medical equipment was borrowed from Yad Sarah [a voluntary organization that provides medical equipment free or at low cost]. Now, after the patient, Omar Alan, had died in great torment, his son Raad wanted to return it.

It is not easy to return a respirator and a bed to its owner. For about half an hour the newly orphaned son conducted negotiations with the Border Policemen at the checkpoint, so they would allow the equipment to be taken to the Yad Sarah branch in West Jerusalem. This time he succeeded, but the day before, the police had chased him away from the checkpoint in disgrace. "Don't argue, and get out of here."

Something similar happened to the corpse of Omar, a resident of Israel with a blue ID card, who died last week and whose family asked for permission to bury him. The family and Israeli peace activists made dozens of phone calls to the Civil Administration and made a prolonged plea to the police manning the checkpoint. Only after 12 hours, during which the dead man lay in his parents' home with fans cooling his body, did they manage to take him through the checkpoint.

That was exactly what happened to Omar Alan in his lifetime too, during his long and difficult illness. Every time his sons wanted to rush him to the hospital, when he was short of breath, partially paralyzed and in pain, the procedure took hours, until in the end they went on foot, carrying him on a sheet via the checkpoint or transporting him by the "back-to-back" method, from one car to another, not an ambulance - as though the critically ill patient were a piece of merchandise.

There is something of which we should be aware: In East Jerusalem there is a neighborhood that no ambulance is allowed to enter; its sick and its dead have to undergo a cruel via dolorosa on the way to the hospital or the cemetery. Sheikh Saad, a neighborhood of Jabal Mukkaber, most of whose residents have blue Israeli ID cards, is nevertheless cut off by the separation fence. Not only is life difficult, even death is unbearable.

Do you want clear proof of Israeli apartheid? Go to Jabal Mukkaber. Neglected, dirty, scarred roads, not a single sidewalk, piles of garbage. And suddenly a sophisticated street-sweeping vehicle from the Jerusalem municipality appears, cleaning one paved road with modern sidewalks. This road leads to the new Jewish housing project, Nof Zion, a collection of luxurious apartment towers in the heart of Jabal Mukkaber, whose construction is almost complete. Only the way to Nof Zion is well tended - for Jews only. Mai Abdo, a Palestinian feminist and peace activist, a native of Jabal Mukkaber, was interested in buying an apartment in the new project in her neighborhood. The sales office promised to get back to her. That was a year ago. She has yet to hear from them.

Abdo is a modern, independent woman, an English teacher who jogs every evening on the Armon Hanatziv promenade near her neighborhood. In an emotional e-mail she sent to her acquaintances she told the sad story of Omar Alan: "If only he knew that to be buried, so many people would have to make so many calls to arrange for his burial, he wouldn't have gone to his house in Sheikh Saad. Why? Because he was a calm peaceful man who lived his life peacefully and who never thought of troubling anyone; now we all know: Don't die inside the Sheikh Saad neighborhood because it will be hard to be buried." At the end of her e-mail Abdo added: "On behalf of his family, I would like to thank Anat from MachsomWatch, Hillel Bardin and Rabbis for Human Rights, who did their best today to help the family bury the deceased."

The yellow iron gate that blocks Sheikh Saad is locked, and the Border Policemen at the checkpoint have no key. One can pass through only on foot, via the iron turnstile; no car passes here. The entry to Sheikh Saad is for residents of Jabal Mukkaber only. Exit from this pen is permitted to those aged 45 and above, to those with blue ID cards and those with special permits. Morning and afternoon, hundreds of students who live in Sheikh Saad and study on the other side of the barbed wire fence pass through here. That is their daily lesson in democracy, human rights and the Israeli regime. A neighborhood cut off from its main center, workers cut off from their place of work and families that are torn apart, just like the family of the late Omar.

A Magen David Adom scooter is parked at the checkpoint, a donation from British philanthropist Irving Carter: Its driver is an MDA paramedic and ambulance driver, and even he is only allowed to return home from his long shifts on foot. Nihad Alan, the principal of the neighborhood high school, who is waiting at the checkpoint, is still upset at what happened to the corpse of his relative Omar: "It was like merchandise. Back to back. That is not allowed in our religion or in yours. For hours we phoned. The soldiers couldn't open the gate, the officer wasn't around, we don't have the keys, call Elisha of the Civil Administration, Elisha told us to call Kfir, Kfir said call Sultan, Sultan said call the Oz police station and in the end, nobody is responsible for this checkpoint."

A week before Omar died, says Nihad, another resident of the neighborhood, Aref Alan, died in Jordan. "They took him across the Allenby Bridge faster than across this checkpoint here. The relatives did not wait at Allenby the way they waited here. I saw a small ad on Channel 10: Let the Animals Live. Let the human beings in Jabal Mukkaber live."

The bereaved son, Raad, meanwhile returns the mattress on which his father died, through the turnstile at the checkpoint. It turns out that the mattress doesn't belong to Yad Sarah.

Omar died last week at the age of 57, a Jerusalem car painter survived by four sons. His cancer was discovered in 1991, and from then on he was treated at the Hadassah University Hospital in Ein Karem. He underwent countless treatments and operations, and the disease continued to spread. His home is in Jabal Mukkaber; his parents' live on the other side of the fence, in Sheikh Saad.

About four months ago he underwent a complicated spinal operation in order to relieve his suffering. Even then, the return to his parents' home was difficult. It was impossible to transport him by ambulance; partially paralyzed, he had to be carried by foot on a sheet while connected to oxygen. After another hospitalization, Raad, who works in a car rental company in Israel, pleaded for permission to transport his father in his car. There was a compassionate Border Policeman at the checkpoint who suggested a deal: The gate would be opened, the car would be allowed to pass through for a few minutes, and afterward it would be carefully checked. Raad, who often travels to the Ben-Gurion International Airport for work, says that he has never been examined like that at the airport. They even took apart the tires. Before his father was sent home, the Hadassah staff told Raad that his father was about to die.

After two days at his parents' home, Omar's breathing problems intensified and Raad once again ordered an ambulance to the checkpoint. It was already difficult to take his father in a private car. This time too he was transferred from the car to the ambulance. Hadassah didn't want to accept him, and Mukassad Hospital in East Jerusalem agreed to take him for only one night.

The next morning Raad felt that his father had only a few hours left. He wanted to fulfill his father's last wish, and tried to bring him back to his parents' home. A Red Crescent ambulance took him to the checkpoint, and there once again they were forced to transfer him on a sheet to a private car that was waiting on the other side of the checkpoint. At 10 P.M. Omar died at his parents' home, as he had requested, surrounded by dozens of relatives and villagers. A doctor from a neighboring village who was called in to determine his death, was not allowed to cross the checkpoint; only a doctor from Jabal Mukkaber, who was finally located, was allowed to come.

Now the family wanted to transfer their dear one to the morgue at Mukassad Hospital. Raad was in shock from his father's death, but other relatives contacted Jewish friends, and together they tried to organize the transfer of the body at night. Nothing helped. For lack of any choice, they brought four fans and placed wet rags over them in order to keep the body cool until morning. Thus Omar lay for 12 hours in his parents' house.

At 6 A.M. the family began making phone calls to try to organize the burial on the other side of the fence. They continued until 10 A.M., when the body arrived at the checkpoint, carried on a stretcher. During the next half hour the corpse was once again delayed at the checkpoint. All the permits and all the escorts had to be checked, the officer who opens the yellow iron gate had to be called, and the dignity of the deceased had to be violated. At 10:30 A.M. the gate was opened, and Omar Alan went on his final journey, from his parents' home to the village cemetery.

The Civil Administration spokesman responds: "As a rule, villagers from Sheikh Saad are allowed to enter Jabal Mukabber through the gateway with a permit from the Civil Administration. In exceptional circumstances, like funerals or weddings, passage through the gate must be prearranged and if urgent, permission is given at the discretion of the gateway's commander.

"On the morning of July 15, representatives of the village asked the Civil Administration to coordinate the entry of several dozen villagers through the gate in order to take part in a funeral at noon the same day. Approximately at noon, the forces at the gateway reported to representatives of the Civil Administration that the funeral participants had arrived with a body whose passage had not been prearranged. After representatives of the Civil Administration came to the site and examined the issue, passage of the body was approved immediately. Handling of the entire incident took half an hour."

Now the Alan family is in mourning. Three days of mourning in Sheikh Saad for those who are not permitted to cross the checkpoint to Jabal Mukkaber, followed by three days of mourning in Jabal Mukkaber for those who are not permitted to cross the checkpoint to Sheikh Saad. Raad says that the occupation is now changing even religious customs.

 
 
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