Issue 20
Christmas 2000
Ramallah Priest's Ordeal
Ramallah is a Palestinian city situated ten miles north of Jerusalem. It has a population of approximately 35 thousand. Father Ibrahim Hijazin, the Roman Catholic parish priest of Ramallah, is a respected figure in the city. He initiated a "Peace Education Program" in the Latin Patriarchate School which he runs there. He spoke proudly, but also sadly (in the light of recent events) about his project.
"We are the first school in Palestine to have meetings with Israeli students and teachers," he said of a program, which began five years ago. "We have had many meetings with Israeli schools about the peace process, the environment and water resources, as well as games like basketball. But when our students see the killing on TV, how can we teach and convince them of a real peace with Israelis, whom they see killing their people and taking their land?" The frustration which Father Ibrahim feels is reflected in the faces and speeches of his teachers and students, as well as their parents. In this atmosphere, it is easy to despair-- even more so for Father Ibrahim, who has suffered aggression himself.
He was driving back to Ramallah from nearby Nablus, where he had been conducting services. As always, he used the main road between the two towns. At about 6:20 he was stopped by a group of between 45 and 50 Israelis from the nearby settlement of Shilo, who were blocking the road. They were middle-aged, dressed in civilian clothes. The men carried machine-guns; the women were blocking the road with boulders to halt traffic. As the priest brought his vehicle to a halt, a well-dressed man addressed him: "What is your business here?" "I am a Catholic priest," he replied, "returning to my parish from religious services in Nablus." (He was dressed in cassock and clerical collar.) When asked for his papers, he produced his Vatican passport, at which one of the men scoffed before throwing it back into the car. The leader shrugged and stated, "You can't use this road; it is for Israelis only. Go back." "But I used it only hours ago. I always use it; it's a main road," Father Ibrahim replied.
At this the leader levelled his gun at the priest's head and repeated that the road was for Jews only. The people behind him were beginning to get angry, shouting and gesticulating at the car. Father Ibrahim put the vehicle in reverse and attempted to turn around. Behind him, however, had gathered another group of some 30 younger settlers in their mid-20s. One of these approached the driver's side and said, "Shalom." Father Ibrahim replied, "Shalom," and was astonished to hear the breaking of glass from his rear window. He looked back to see that the younger group had surrounded the car, were gathering stones and hurling them from as close as two or three yards away. The attack continued until they had run out of stones, by which time every window of his vehicle had been smashed, every plate dented; he too had been struck on the arm. He quickly put his car into gear and set off the way he had come, in a state of severe shock.
At a nearby service station, the owners took one look at the condition of the car and its driver, and called the police. They refused to come. Then they called the army, which did not come. Father Ibrahim was wondering what to do, driving back to Nablus would be dangerous after dark (since he would face the threat of another attack from other settlements; yet he could not risk returning to the blockade). Then an Arab taxi drove past in a hurry. A quarter of an hour later, however, the cab returned. Its elderly driver and his vehicle had received the same treatment as Father Ibrahim and the his car. The driver told him that he knew a back road to Ramallah, so the priest followed him slowly home.
The next day, Father Ibrahim visited the police station in Jerusalem. The officers there redirected him to offices in Beit El, where he filled out numerous forms and reminded the officer in charge that, by law, he should be compensated by the government for this attack. "I'm sorry," shrugged the policeman. Israeli laws stipulate that the government should pay compensatation for damages done by Palestininans, but not by Israeli citizens. "If you want to take this matter any further," said the police officer, "you will have to go to Shilo and sue these people yourself." The priest threw the papers on the desk in disgust, and left. The 10,000 shekel ($2,500) bill for repairs to his vehicle was paid by the Latin Patriarchate, from funds raised abroad for schools, housing projects, and other needs of the local church.
This is not the only time Father Ibrahim has felt the threat of violence. He has had guns pointed at his head, and his Vatican passport does little to curry favour with Israeli officialdom. Once, he was travelling in a car with a group comprised of both Christians and Muslims. Soldiers stopped the car and ordered the Christians to dismount while the Muslims stayed inside the vehicle. "This was to divide the Muslims and Christians," the priest observed. He was the first in line to dismount, but refused, saying, "Either we all get down or we all stay inside." Consequently, he was made to wait in the street for four hours.
In the light of such experiences, it is understandable that Father Ibrahim could say: "Israel has no respect for anybody, only for its own benefits." Still he also stresses that "the Jews are human beings like us." Father Ibrahim is now working to bring about peace without violence. Churches in Ramallah have organized demonstrations in which the parishes pray and march alongside each other with candles, singing songs of peace. They have been joined by many Muslims, who feel solidarity with their compatriots. But Father Ibrahim is under no illusions. He does not expect peace overnight. "Worse is to come for all the Palestinian people," he fears. "Maybe soon we will have no food, no water, no electricity." In a country whose economy is losing $200 million a day, this is a frightening prospect. But Father Ibrahim retains his conviction of peace: he hopes there will be "real peace, the baby of justice."
He adds a final note: "Without justice, we'll never find peace."
Ex: Catholic World News