Palestine

palestine and tunisia flag painted on wall

Travelling doesn’t erase home

What if the most painful displacement is not leaving home, but returning to discover that the place you love is slowly being made to forget you?

A border wall

Walls

After a CPT delegation in the US-Mexico Borderlands, David Leaman joined our team in Palestine. In both places, he came across oppressive dividing walls. Here, he reflects on their role as colonial tools, and the common call of CPT in different parts of the world to dissolve them.

A woman stirs a cooking pot

Beautiful Resistance in Zqaq El-Dah

On Zqaq El-Dah street, examples of beautiful resistance abound. Maggie Hindley introduces us to the people of Hebron’s Old City.

Between checkpoints and classrooms

As checkpoints, military restrictions, settler violence and war disrupt Palestinian children’s education, students, teachers and families describe the daily struggle to learn—and resist—under occupation.

A woman walking through a marketplace

Is love real?

In a cafe, In Al-Khalil, five teenage girls approached me, an older white woman, and asked lots of questions. Is love real? was their last

A child walking along the road past a military vehicle

Fourth of July in Palestine

The author, a lifelong educator from the USA, is spending time with CPT Palestine in Al-Khalil/Hebron. Here, he acknowledges his own connection to settler colonialism and reflects on the impact of the occupation on education for young Palestinians.

Trying to breathe 

Danya Nasereddin reflects on the toll of intergenerational trauma and the process of Palestinian healing.

A crowd waiting at a border

The distance of dignity

Just before sunrise, in the middle of June, at 4am, the team and I headed out of our homes, reaching out to our parents for

A metal gate blocking a road

Eye on the Old City

A new gate installed in Hebron reinforces old restrictions. B.O.S refects on life under enclosure in Hebron’s Old City.

A skyline

Is freedom just a word?

Prisons are not always surrounded by walls and iron bars. Sometimes, prison is a life lived under endless restrictions, where even the simplest choices are

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