Ahmed A. Khatib and Jody McIntyre
My name is Ahmed A. Khatib, I am 32 years old, and married with four children. I live in the village of Bil'in, where I work on our family's farm.
When Israel started building the wall here in 2005, I was working with the al-Aqsa Martyrs Brigades military, the armed wing of the Fatah party. But at first, the villagers went to our land not to "resist," but simply to see what the Israeli soldiers were doing. There was no planning, no such things as "demonstrations," and no organization. We were just curious as to why these strangers were stealing our olive groves. So, in effect, our popular struggle was initiated through ordinary people walking to their land.
However, as the Israelis' intentions became evident, the people of the village agreed that the formation of a local popular committee would be the best way forward.
After a couple of initial meetings, it was decided that we would embark on a campaign of nonviolent resistance, drawing inspiration from the struggle in Budrus village, where they had actually succeeded in moving the route of the wall. At first, I thought the suggestion was a joke - I had friends who had been killed, friends locked up in prison. I worked with guns to fight against the occupation, so it was difficult for me to believe that we could ever return to our land through nonviolent means.
But we are farmers from a small village, simple people, fighting against the fourth largest military in the world. If you think about it, Bilin is home to around 1,500 inhabitants; half of those are women, plus a few hundred children, and maybe 50 elderly men. You aren't left with many people to take up an armed struggle against the Israeli army.
At the first demonstration, the army really didn't have a clue how to deal with us! Because we came to them as unarmed citizens, they were left with no pretext to shoot at us. Instead, they started beating us with their weapons. Before, I didn't believe that Israeli and international activists would be able to help, but then I saw them becoming human shields, taking the soldiers' blows for us Palestinians. When we returned to the village, everyone had an injury to show. It was a great feeling to see that kind of solidarity, although I still remained skeptical about the concept of nonviolent resistance.
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