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You are not welcome to Israel - A testimony
Nadia Hasan, May 4, 2007
Nadia is a Palestinian woman with a Chilean passport. She is a human rights activist and translator. Her only ‘sin’ is wishing to set foot in the land that gave birth to her family, the land that is part of her. For this sin, for the racist prejudice against Palestinians, for the fear that Israelis have of facing the fact that the land they came to live on is the land that others yearn for and have been attached to for countless generations, she is paying the price. Justice will come, one day, Nadia. It may take time, but the day will come.
Dear friends,
Some of you didn’t know I was planning to enter in Palestine again but I did. I got a letter from the Israeli Ministry of Foreign Affairs saying I was no longer refused entry into Israel. I was so happy. I packed my bag, I closed my house in Amman and I took a plane to Tel Aviv yesterday morning. Now I am writing you from Amman, I was deported again.
Everything is posted here. Sorry for my English, I hope you will be able to understand everything.
Salam
Nadia
First of all, I want to thank all of you for your nice words to me and your continuous and infinite support.
What happened to me yesterday is something I couldn't imagine to be possible before, not because I didn't think I could be refused again, it always was a possibility, and even I knew about the ‘interrogation’ I would be expected to pass, but not in the way they did it.
I landed in Tel Aviv at 7 AM, I gave my passport in the passport control and after less than 2 minutes, 3 guys came to me saying they had been waiting for my arrival. They took me to a big room with all my stuff. More than 20 people there started to check every single thing. First of all, they took my mobile and wrote down in front of me every single phone number and name I have in it, they check my sms, the latest calls I made and received, the pictures on my camera, everything.
After that, they checked me, my body, my clothes, my hair, my ears, even my nails.
One guy was introduced to me as Samy (I don't remember the last name). ‘I am Samy, from the Ministry of Defense, it’s been a few days that I’ve been waiting for your arrival, I will work on you today, we will put everything on the table, it will be hard because I am not a nice person, I am strong, this is why they chose me for you, you are a special person Nadia, and you will get the best security system we have, if you collaborate with us we will help you.’
Samy took me to a room very far from the main center of the airport. The office has the logo of Ministry of Defense, one woman was with us all the time (according to him it was so that it wouldn’t make me feel bad. He told me, ‘I know Arabs girls, they don't want to be alone with a man, we respect you, don't worry
You are not welcome to Israel - A testimony
Nadia Hasan, May 4, 2007
Nadia is a Palestinian woman with a Chilean passport. She is a human rights activist and translator. Her only ‘sin’ is wishing to set foot in the land that gave birth to her family, the land that is part of her. For this sin, for the racist prejudice against Palestinians, for the fear that Israelis have of facing the fact that the land they came to live on is the land that others yearn for and have been attached to for countless generations, she is paying the price. Justice will come, one day, Nadia. It may take time, but the day will come.
Dear friends,
Some of you didn’t know I was planning to enter in Palestine again but I did. I got a letter from the Israeli Ministry of Foreign Affairs saying I was no longer refused entry into Israel. I was so happy. I packed my bag, I closed my house in Amman and I took a plane to Tel Aviv yesterday morning. Now I am writing you from Amman, I was deported again.
Everything is posted here. Sorry for my English, I hope you will be able to understand everything.
Salam
Nadia
First of all, I want to thank all of you for your nice words to me and your continuous and infinite support.
What happened to me yesterday is something I couldn't imagine to be possible before, not because I didn't think I could be refused again, it always was a possibility, and even I knew about the ‘interrogation’ I would be expected to pass, but not in the way they did it.
I landed in Tel Aviv at 7 AM, I gave my passport in the passport control and after less than 2 minutes, 3 guys came to me saying they had been waiting for my arrival. They took me to a big room with all my stuff. More than 20 people there started to check every single thing. First of all, they took my mobile and wrote down in front of me every single phone number and name I have in it, they check my sms, the latest calls I made and received, the pictures on my camera, everything.
After that, they checked me, my body, my clothes, my hair, my ears, even my nails.
One guy was introduced to me as Samy (I don't remember the last name). ‘I am Samy, from the Ministry of Defense, it’s been a few days that I’ve been waiting for your arrival, I will work on you today, we will put everything on the table, it will be hard because I am not a nice person, I am strong, this is why they chose me for you, you are a special person Nadia, and you will get the best security system we have, if you collaborate with us we will help you.’
Samy took me to a room very far from the main center of the airport. The office has the logo of Ministry of Defense, one woman was with us all the time (according to him it was so that it wouldn’t make me feel bad. He told me, ‘I know Arabs girls, they don't want to be alone with a man, we respect you, don't worry
