{"id":4796,"date":"2007-01-05T10:20:00","date_gmt":"2007-01-05T08:20:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2024-12-14T19:11:31","modified_gmt":"2024-12-14T17:11:31","slug":"epalestine-updatethe-idf-and-my","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/epalestine.ps\/sambahour\/2007\/01\/epalestine-updatethe-idf-and-my\/","title":{"rendered":"update&#8230;The IDF and my daughter&#8217;s hamburger"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"mobile-post\">Dear friends,<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">I wanted to write this last night but was exhausted from playing umpteen hands of the card<br \/>\ngame UNO with my 6 year old daughter, Nadine (pic attached).  Why this card frenzy,<br \/>\nespecially given I hate playing cards? Well, we were in the center of Ramallah yesterday<br \/>\nafternoon, at 3:40pm when the almighty Israeli military decided, again, that it was time to<br \/>\nwreak havoc on our city.  I should not really complain since what happened in Ramallah<br \/>\nyesterday happens across the West Bank and Gaza regularly. Nevertheless, I will make an<br \/>\nissue about it and urge every Palestinian, in every city, to make an issue about every Israeli<br \/>\ninfraction on our lives.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">Yesterday I was extremely busy all day and had a dinner appointment with a serious venture<br \/>\ncapitalist in Jerusalem in the evening, so I agreed with my wife and girls that since I would not<br \/>\nbe home all day and night, that I&#8217;d pick them up at 3:30 sharp and we would go for a late<br \/>\nlunch. We haven&#8217;t been out much given all of the infighting lately so my girls were thrilled.  I<br \/>\nrushed home at 3:30 to pick them up and found my daughters dressed to kill. To them, this<br \/>\nwas a serious outing after a long holiday break which was spent mostly at home.  The<br \/>\nrestaurant they had as first choice was closed due to the holidays, so they reverted to their<br \/>\nfavorite popular place, Angelo&#8217;s Pizzeria, for those that know it.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">Angelo&#8217;s Pizzeria is on the main street in Ramallah, a few hundred meters from Lion&#8217;s Circle,<br \/>\nthe smack middle of town where you saw on the the news Israeli bulldozers destroying cars<br \/>\nlast night.  I parked on the Friends Girls School road which is behind the restaurant.  As soon<br \/>\nas I exited the car I felt something was wrong.  As we walked into the restaurant I looked up<br \/>\nand could see an Israeli gunship helicopter hoovering overhead firing at some unknown<br \/>\ntarget.  We thought it would be safer to enter the restaurant rather than return home.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">The restaurant was full with most tables nervous at the sound of gunfire from overhead.  The<br \/>\nwaiters, who have been through this dozens of times, visited the tables and played and joked<br \/>\nwith the kids.  They knew that things were not right and went out of their way to make life<br \/>\nnormal, at least while we were their customers.  The restaurant manager, a friend, came to<br \/>\nour table and asked me for my car keys.  He wanted to move my car because word came<br \/>\nthat the Israeli jeeps and armored vehicles that were operating in town were crushing cars<br \/>\nparked on the side of the road.  He found my car already in a safe spot and reassured us that<br \/>\nthis will pass soon.  He knows, he has lived this reality every day for 40 years now!<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">We ordered a pizza and salad and Nadine insisted that Angelo&#8217;s Pizzeria has the best<br \/>\nhamburgers in town and wanted one as well so she ordered one herself.  As we sat, things<br \/>\noutside were clearly deteriorating.  I got a call on my cellular hone from my dad back in<br \/>\nYoungstown, Ohio. He asked where we are because no one answered at home.  He briefed<br \/>\nme on the live reports he was watching about what was happening outside the restaurant<br \/>\ndoor.  After talking with my father, I made frequent visits to the restaurant door to view people<br \/>\nrushing away from the city center.  While I was standing at the door, a friend of mine had<br \/>\nfinished eating with his wife and 4 kids and stood at the door contemplating to leave to cross<br \/>\nthe street to his car.  I kept a lookout and gave him the all clear as he rushed his family<br \/>\nacross the street to his car and he was off.  At this stage, I knew it was not only military<br \/>\nactivity overhead but something very close by.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">The salad showed up in no time and we enjoyed it.  Then the famous hamburger followed<br \/>\nand then our pizza.  All the time my wife was trying to make phone contact with her sister<br \/>\nwho we invited to join us but never showed up.  She wanted to make sure she was ok given<br \/>\nall the shooting and commotion outside.  My older daughter, Areen, was a bit nervous,<br \/>\nwondering how we were going to get back home.  We reassured her that all would be fine.  In<br \/>\nreality, we had no idea.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">Forty minutes later, my wife, Abeer, Areen and I had finished eating and were ready to go.<br \/>\nNadine, was happily, and very slowly, enjoying her world-class hamburger and fries while<br \/>\nevery so often reassuring us. &#8221; They come, shoot, arrest, and leave&#8230;so what&#8217;s the problem?<br \/>\nWhen they leave, we will go home, right dad?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">&#8220;So what&#8217;s the problem?&#8221;!  The problem is how can a 6 year old calmly sit through a mini-war<br \/>\nhappening outside the restaurant while enthusiastically devouring a hamburger without the<br \/>\nslightest hint of being disturbed?<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">Nadine finally finished and we headed home.  Luckily we were parked in the opposite<br \/>\ndirection of the shooting, so we drove the wrong way down a one way street and headed<br \/>\nhome.  On the way, taxis were rushing about, driving worse than usual, shuttling people away<br \/>\nfrom the center of Ramallah.  When we got near our home we had to cross the Jerusalem-<br \/>\nRamallah road. Looking left about 200 meters away my girls yelled out that the IDF was<br \/>\nblocking the street. I glanced and it was a mess.  Jeeps all over, rocks filled the street,<br \/>\nbehind the jeeps I could see the open market was full of soldiers.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">We finally got home.  Turned on CNN, nothing!  Switched to Jazeerah and they had live<br \/>\npictures of what was happening and the extent of it &#8211; another Israeli invasion into Ramallah.<br \/>\nAn undercover Israeli hit team tried to arrest someone and were exposed and came under<br \/>\nPalestinian fire.  They called in reenforcements and all the lone rangers came running (and<br \/>\nshooting and plowing).<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">I was contemplating with my wife if I should risk heading to Jerusalem later in the evening.<br \/>\nWe agreed to wait and see how it develops given the news reports started to say the IDF was<br \/>\ncompleting their operations and leaving the city center (only to move back to their permanent<br \/>\nposition of surrounding our city).<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">I went to check my email and cancel a radio interview appointment with CBC that I missed<br \/>\nbecause of this mess.  This is when Nadine came and asked if I could accompany her to the<br \/>\nbathroom.  She never asks to be accompanied.  The bathroom in our small flat is literally 1<br \/>\nmeter from my computer and 3 meters from the living room where Abeer was watching the<br \/>\nnews and Areen was letting Grandma Sarah in Youngstown know we were all home and ok.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">I immediately understood and gladly accompanied Nadine and even made it a fun trip.  Then<br \/>\nI cancelled all my appointments that evening and spent the rest of the night doing exactly<br \/>\nwhat Nadine asked for &#8211; to play UNO.  We played alone, with Areen, as a family, and then<br \/>\nalone again, multiple times.  When bedtime came she kissed me good night and headed to<br \/>\nher room along with her sister as usual &#8211; no escort.  I felt that UNO therapy had worked.  I<br \/>\nmay even claim for a new deck of UNO on my health insurance policy.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">My friends, I write this not to bore you with one family&#8217;s experience during 2 hours of<br \/>\noccupation, but rather to scream to the world that we need your help!<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">4 Palestinian civilians were killed last night in this attack, 20 were injured, 5 of them seriously.<br \/>\nI have no statistics on the number of children, like Nadine, whose skin become thicker during<br \/>\nthis latest Israeli adventure.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">Israel has lost her way and the US is Palestinian-blind.  Israel is creating yet another<br \/>\ngeneration of Palestinians that are more numb to their military occupation than any other.<br \/>\nLikewise, it is creating a generation of Israeli occupiers that see my city as the wild, wild,<br \/>\nwest.  It is stripping children, Palestinian and Israeli, of their childhood.  It must stop and<br \/>\nNOW.  We need your active support:<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">Organzine locally, at your church, community center, union, etc.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">Support Jimmy Carter&#8217;s stance against Israeli Apartheid. Read his book.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">Write letters.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">Visit and engage your representatives. Demand public statements.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">Sponsor a Palestinian student.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">Invest in Palestine.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">Request Angelo&#8217;s Pizzeria start exporting hamburgers by express mail.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">and most importantly, play UNO with your kids.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">Braced for the 4 funerals that will start in 3 hours,<br \/>\nSam<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">Everything about this list:<br \/>\nhttp:\/\/lists.riseup.net\/www\/info\/epalestine<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">To unsubscribe, send mail to:<br \/>\nepalestine-unsubscribe@lists.riseup.net<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">To subscribe, send mail to:<br \/>\nepalestine-subscribe@lists.riseup.net<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">_____________________________________<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">Everything about this list:<br \/>\nhttp:\/\/lists.riseup.net\/www\/info\/epalestine<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">To subscribe, send mail to:<br \/>\nepalestine-subscribe@lists.riseup.net<\/p>\n<p class=\"mobile-post\">To unsubscribe, send mail to:<br \/>\nepalestine-unsubscribe@lists.riseup.net<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dear friends, I wanted to write this last night but was exhausted from playing umpteen hands of the card game UNO with my 6 year old daughter, Nadine (pic attached). Why this card frenzy, especially given I hate playing cards? Well, we were in the center of Ramallah yesterday afternoon, at 3:40pm when the almighty [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","iawp_total_views":3,"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"ppma_author":[936],"class_list":["post-4796","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-news"],"authors":[{"term_id":936,"user_id":4,"is_guest":0,"slug":"sambahour","display_name":"Sam Bahour","avatar_url":"https:\/\/secure.gravatar.com\/avatar\/bca109c333bf6d8ae807746dd512adde46265d37c923f6cd0fc4aab437f8e9aa?s=96&d=mm&r=g","author_category":"1","first_name":"Sam","last_name":"Bahour","user_url":"https:\/\/epalestine.ps\/sambahour","job_title":"","description":"Sam Bahour (\u0633\u0627\u0645 \u0628\u062d\u0648\u0631) resides in Al-Bireh\/Ramallah, Palestine. He does business consulting as <a href=\"https:\/\/aim.ps\/\" rel=\"noopener\">Applied Information Management<\/a> (AIM), specializing in business development with a niche focus on the information technology sector and start-ups.\r\n\r\nBahour was instrumental in the establishment of two publicly traded firms: the Palestine Telecommunications Company (PALTEL) and the Arab Palestinian Shopping Centers (APSC). He is Co-founder &amp; Emeritus Member of <a href=\"http:\/\/a4vpe.org\/\" rel=\"noopener\">Americans for a Vibrant Palestinian Economy<\/a> (A4VPE) and until recently served as an independent Director at the Arab Islamic Bank P.L.C. and a board member at <a href=\"https:\/\/justvision.org\/\" rel=\"noopener\">Just Vision<\/a>.\r\n\r\nHe writes frequently on Palestinian affairs and has been widely published in leading outlets. He is co-editor of <em><a href=\"https:\/\/epalestine.ps\/sambahour\/1994\/10\/homeland-oral-histories-of-palestine-and-palestinians-book-recommended\" rel=\"noopener\">HOMELAND: Oral History of Palestine and Palestinians<\/a><\/em> (Olive Branch Press, 1993), tweets at <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/SamBahour\" rel=\"noopener\">@SamBahour<\/a>, and blogs at <a href=\"http:\/\/www.epalestine.ps\/\" rel=\"noopener\">epalestine.ps.<\/a>"}],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/epalestine.ps\/sambahour\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4796","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/epalestine.ps\/sambahour\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/epalestine.ps\/sambahour\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/epalestine.ps\/sambahour\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/epalestine.ps\/sambahour\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4796"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/epalestine.ps\/sambahour\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4796\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/epalestine.ps\/sambahour\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4796"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/epalestine.ps\/sambahour\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4796"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/epalestine.ps\/sambahour\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4796"},{"taxonomy":"author","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/epalestine.ps\/sambahour\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/ppma_author?post=4796"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}