There is a National Palestinian women’s
football team. They practice in el Ram, in a stadium that is lined by part of
the Israeli wall separating them from Beit Hanina in East Jerusalem. That
section of the wall has an entire speech by South African scholar Farid Esack
written on it.
A French documentary maker is interviewing
some of them and the girls are beyond inspiring. They fully know that the mere
existence of their team is political. It challenges perceptions of women in a
predominantly Muslim society and according to one of them “sends a message to
the world” announcing their existence and their strength. When interviewed,
they are honest and open, answering questions about how men react to them
playing sports and why some choose to wear a headscarf and others don’t. They
talk about the Palestinian toughness and endurance, which allows them to
accomplish anything. Your heart melts as they speak.
On October 27 they were scheduled to play
the United Arab Emirates in Bethlehem. They practiced intensely for weeks, the
prime minister and the Palestinian representative to the EU were going to
attend and make speeches before a press conference and big banquet. Everyone
was excited and no less than ten international volunteers are very quickly
interested to come with me to Bethlehem to see the match up.
I am in a car on the way to the stadium
when Gertjan, a volunteer from the Netherlands calls me:
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There is no game today.
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What do you mean?
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Well, I’m standing in the stadium and
people are telling me that there is no game.
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Are you in the wrong stadium?
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Um. No. I don’t think so.
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Did you ask them in Arabic? Maybe they
just didn’t understand you?
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There clearly isn’t a game going on.
I’m going to leave. See you in Nablus.
The UAE team had already gotten their visas
approved days ago. They arrived at the border the morning of the game, right
after spending the Eid al-adha holidays at home with their families and were
held “for security reasons” by the Israeli authorities until it was too late to
get to the game. The girls in Bethlehem are crushed. I speak to my filmmaker
friend and he calls the day “a sad, but an incredibly appropriate end to my
documentary”.
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