The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 11: Solve This.

“We don’t want them to solve the question of Palestine. At least, they should solve Qalandia.” The man, as all seven passengers including the service taxi driver, was frustrated with all the traffic the checkpoint causes that is magnified in the month of Ramadan. I used to audit a course of the question of Palestine. The professor, sleeves rolled up and all, would speak so … Continue reading The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 11: Solve This.

The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 10: Danger

On the side of the Qalandia checkpoint that some of us struggle to get to is a large sign in red that reads in Hebrew, Arabic, and English: “This Road leads To Area ‘A’ Under The Palestinian Authority. The Enterance For Israeli Citizens Is Forbidden, Dangerous To Your Lives And Is Against Israeli Law.” I rolled my eyes reading this sign for the first time. … Continue reading The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 10: Danger

The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 9: Damascus Gate

When I was eight years old, the time my family and I could come and go to Jerusalem with our U.S. citizenship privilege, there used to be baby chicks on the right corner on our way through Damascus Gate. I vaguely remember the man that sold them, but I remember he had a head full of black hair with white hair beginning to come through … Continue reading The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 9: Damascus Gate

The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 8: My Grandfather’s Car

On our way past Nablus St., a street that seems endless up until the bus gets on the highway from the Damascus Gate, I saw my grandfather’s car. It wasn’t exactly my grandfather’s car, but it was an exact replica of it: a 1997-2000 model, gold Mercedes Benz C 200 with a yellow plate. The man driving it was an old man, though seemingly younger … Continue reading The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 8: My Grandfather’s Car

The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 7: The Badge

A few days ago, as I was waiting in the “Lane for Humanitarian Causes”, I noticed a badge on the soldier’s military outfit. It appeared to be the image of a tree branch, a sword, a wall, some sort of yellow animal with the background being blue and white. The tree branch is what caught my eye. While waiting for close to two hours in … Continue reading The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 7: The Badge

The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 6: The Big Sign in Blue

For the past few days, the blot of gray Qalandia checkpoint, has been a madly packed house from 7:30 A.M. Most of the people there standing in what appears to be endless lines of humans are men going to work on the other side of the checkpoint. There are a few elderly women and some students, lawyers or even families going to a hospital on … Continue reading The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 6: The Big Sign in Blue

The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 5: My Grandfather’s Wish

During the last few years of his life, my grandfather developed a subtle limp in his walk. I could feel he was always bothered by it, and the feeling was reinforced when he didn’t wanto to use a cane to walk or the many times he went back and forth to different physicians and physical therapists to ease the pain and relieve his walk from … Continue reading The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 5: My Grandfather’s Wish

The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 4: Combat Boots

On our way home from the Damascus Gate in Jerusalem, the bus always passes by another bus parking lot as well as the train tracks of a train that takes one anywhere from Jerusalem to Tel Aviv. Today, as the bus passed by this point, I noticed around six Iraeli soldiers walking to their bus stop. The six of them were wearing their green uniforms, … Continue reading The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 4: Combat Boots

The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 3: The Checkpoint Itself

If the Qalandia checkpoint was placed on a map (and I’m sure it is on those maps for toursits roaming the refugee camps of the West Bank or those maps portraying the violations of the right to move due to the occupation), it should be placed as a blot of gray. That is precisely what it is. A blot of gray. The Qalandia checkpoint was … Continue reading The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 3: The Checkpoint Itself

The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 2: Police Cars

Every day for the past couple of days at the hospital, our professor would give us around a half-hour break from our clinical nutrition training. Hospitals are already tough, so imagine that during fasting. Today was no exception, and as I sat outside of the hospital with two friends, an Israeli police car pulled up in front of the hospital’s emergency room. The car looked … Continue reading The Two Sides of Qalandia Checkpoint Part 2: Police Cars