Friends,
As most of you know, I am deactivating my Facebook account on March 8th.
This is also a great opportunity for me to invest more in my blogging platform.
I will soon be moving my blog to wordpress. I already have an address there, but still learning the technological ins and outs of it, so it will probably take me a while to have it all set up.
The new address is: www.HaifaFieldnotes.wordpress.com
Hope to connect with you there soon.
khulud
Thanks for visiting. I'm khulud, a feminist Palestinian writer living in Haifa. Here I share my experiences within broader socio-political contexts. I play around with poetry, and publish fragments of fiction-in-progress. My first novel, Haifa Fragments, is available from Spinifex Press (Australia) and New Internationalist (UK)
24 February 2016
22 February 2016
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*** Goodbye Facebook – deactivating account ***
I am turning 41 on March 8th. This past year has been a year full of both wonders and challenges. This past year, I accomplished my lifelong dream of becoming a published author. I also finally own my own place, with a big garden. However, this past year also brought with it the most significant challenges life has dealt me. I’ve had to deal with two suicide attempts of the two closest women in my life, which occurred only three weeks apart. I won’t go into too much detail about my coping with these experiences, but they have taught me some meaningful lessons in life. I have grown and learned from them immensely, and they have taught me what really matters in life. These two women have taught me the meaning of love, kindness, patience, and greatness. They have taught me to slow down and appreciate everything I do have in life. So this year, for my 41st birthday, I am giving myself a unique gift. I will life this year (and the following ones), as if this was my last year in life. To focus only on what is significant and truly important to me and to continue living my life to its fullest. I'll be dedicating most of the upcoming year to loving, working on my second novel, Taboos in Arabic, and tending to my garden. I’ve always lived my life to its fullest, always focused on my dreams, but this year I am also getting rid of meaningless distractions and illusions. A lot has been written on the addiction to Facebook and different strategies for it not to control our lives. Well, I decided that the simplest strategy is just to deactivate my Facebook account, as lately it’s become more of a nuisance than a networking tool for me (won’t go into details).
So, where can I be reached?
I am turning 41 on March 8th. This past year has been a year full of both wonders and challenges. This past year, I accomplished my lifelong dream of becoming a published author. I also finally own my own place, with a big garden. However, this past year also brought with it the most significant challenges life has dealt me. I’ve had to deal with two suicide attempts of the two closest women in my life, which occurred only three weeks apart. I won’t go into too much detail about my coping with these experiences, but they have taught me some meaningful lessons in life. I have grown and learned from them immensely, and they have taught me what really matters in life. These two women have taught me the meaning of love, kindness, patience, and greatness. They have taught me to slow down and appreciate everything I do have in life. So this year, for my 41st birthday, I am giving myself a unique gift. I will life this year (and the following ones), as if this was my last year in life. To focus only on what is significant and truly important to me and to continue living my life to its fullest. I'll be dedicating most of the upcoming year to loving, working on my second novel, Taboos in Arabic, and tending to my garden. I’ve always lived my life to its fullest, always focused on my dreams, but this year I am also getting rid of meaningless distractions and illusions. A lot has been written on the addiction to Facebook and different strategies for it not to control our lives. Well, I decided that the simplest strategy is just to deactivate my Facebook account, as lately it’s become more of a nuisance than a networking tool for me (won’t go into details).
So, where can I be reached?
- I can be reached via email, though I don’t check my emails regularly.
- You can send me a postcard by regular mail.
- I will be posting my writings on my blog at www.HaifaFieldnotes.blogspot.com
- I will still have the Haifa Fragments Facebook page, where you can also read fragments of new fiction, my poetry, opinions, links to reviews of Haifa Fragments, and some useful articles.
- For literature lovers: connect with me on Goodreads, which I religiously update with my current readings.
- I’m active on Instagram.
- I’ll be also working slowly on updating or upgrading my website, or searching for a new, more integrated platform.
This Facebook account will be deactivated for a whole year shortly after March 8th, as I still need to figure out some technicalities re administrating pages and copy some content. Until then, I will no longer be active, and won’t be responding to any messages.
This Facebook account will be deactivated for a whole year shortly after March 8th, as I still need to figure out some technicalities re administrating pages and copy some content. Until then, I will no longer be active, and won’t be responding to any messages.
17 January 2016
Palestinian women breaking the silence surrounding sexual violence - #تسكتيش
Tuskuteesh #تسكتيش is a new
initiative born out of the dire need to break the silence about sexual violence
within the Palestinian society in Israel, inviting Arab women to share their
experiences and personal testimonies of sexual violence. It’s a Facebook page that
I initiated together with my friend, Reem Jaramneh. The thought behind it was that
women don’t share their personal stories because most of the sexual violence
happens within the family – the attacker being a male family member, a cousin,
an uncle, or a close family friend. The fact that there is no safe space for
women to share these experiences has been on my mind for a long time, and I
considered doing something about it: as a writer, I wanted to bring these
women’s voices out in the form of some kind of a narrative, but didn’t know how
to go about it. When we came up with the idea of a Facebook page, it seemed the
perfect platform: to let the women tell their stories, unmediated, in their own
words and language, and yet in a safe environment. The idea came following an
event organized by Kayan, a feminist
organization working for the advancement and empowerment of Palestinian women
citizens of Israel, at the beginning of December,
as part of a 16 days of activism campaign dedicated to the eradication of
violence against women.
At this
event, held in Haifa, Palestinian women participants discussed various types of
violence committed against women, such as economic, social, cultural, sexual
violence, and the gender-based murder of women. The atmosphere was filled with
difficult feelings and anger, especially in light of the large number of
Palestinian women being murdered each year, when in most cases the murderers
are not caught.
After the
event, Reem and I spent hours talking and discussing the issue of sexual
violence and the oppressive silence surrounding it. Talking about personal
experiences of sexual violence is perceived taboo in our society, and isn’t
discussed even among close friends or in intimate settings, unlike my
experience among Jewish women, where many of them do share their experience
with friends.
We
opened the page at 2 a.m. on December 7, and decided to name the page
Tuskuteesh, which in Arabic means don’t remain silent. It’s a call to action
for women to break the silence and speak up. The following morning we were
surprised to find that we had received a message of support from the head of
one of the local feminist organizations, who even proposed cooperation and any
support that we might need. This surprised me, and only then did I realize how
revolutionary this page is, and just how strong the silence in our society is. Because
of the difficulty in sharing stories of sexual violence in words, we offer
women to share their stories also in forms of art: photography, painting,
poetry, or other types of art.
Within
two weeks, the page grew to more than 3,000 participants, mostly Palestinian
women, but also some men. So far, about month into the project, we received
some 20 stories of sexual violence – among them harassment over the internet,
harassment in the street, and also some difficult stories of sexual abuse by
close family members and close family friends. What surprised us that we began
to receive stories from other countries in the Arab world – from Syria and
Morocco, and we received messages of support from Egypt as well. Our initiative
succeeded, in a very short period of time, to break not only the silence, but
also to break other barriers: barriers of occupation and geographical barriers.
A Palestinian woman from Ramallah has designed the Tuskuteesh logo and cover
photo, as well as stickers and bookmarks, and some stories are coming from the
West Bank. I’m personally in touch with several women from the West Bank and
together we are thinking of how we can promote the page there as well and how
we can cooperate further. This achievement of cooperation with Palestinian
women activists from the West Bank is no less important in its significance,
due to the multiple barriers – both physical and otherwise – that the state of
Israel is imposing on us.
I’d
like to note that Tuskuteesh is a completely independent project, led by
volunteers. This is one of the reasons I think it has been able to reach so
many people – the fact that it comes from the field and is a grassroots
initiative. At this stage it is important for us to remain independent and not
work under any organization or body. We want the freedom to act, and we are the
grassroots voices from the field.
Most of the
responses we’ve been receiving have been positive and supportive so far. Women
are expressing their support both on the page as well as in private messages to
me and my partner Reem. For example, one woman sent me a message telling me
that she had wanted to share her story in the Hebrew-language page called “One
in One,” which also publishes stories of sexual violence, but she didn’t feel
comfortable for various reasons, and is happy now that there is a page in
Arabic. Another woman posted to our page that this is the first page in Arabic
that provides this important platform for women. A teacher from the Galilee
sent me a private message of support, but she apologized that she couldn’t
share the page on her own timeline, or even like the page. This is one example
of how strong the silence barrier is. Many women are even afraid of commenting
or liking the page, for various reasons.
Alongside the
support, there has been a bit of a backlash, but not on a large scale. The
backlash comes in private messages to me and to my partner. I, for example,
received a message from a man, asking me why we are attacking the Arab men, and
that sexual violence occurs in the West as well. My response to him was that
yes, I am well aware that sexual violence is not restricted to the Palestinian
society or the Arab world, but that it occurs in every society around the
world. However, me being a Palestinian, my responsibility is first and foremost
to the women of my own society. We are doing this not because we want to merely
attack men, but in order to lead change that would ultimately create a safe
world for us and for our daughters.
I’d also like to note the partnership with
Jewish feminist friends. As already mentioned, there is a Hebrew page called
“One in One,” but it doesn’t meet the unique needs of Palestinian women, nor is
it accessible to us in terms of language. When we first started the page, I
turned to all my contacts, among them of course the women of my feminist
community Isha L’Isha, to assist in disseminating the page among their
Palestinian friends. This is only one example of how Palestinian-Jewish
partnership can work. Sometimes working together for a cause, while at other
times supporting from the side.
Last but not least, I must say that within the
last year or two, we’ve witnessed an increase in violence against Palestinian
women, including murder. However, we are also seeing an increased movement of
grassroots women who are taking to the streets and crying out against these
atrocious crimes, and are engaged in awareness-raising activities. Tuskuteesh,
not remaining silent, speaking out – is only the first stage towards a safe
future for us and for our daughters.
This article originally appeared in German in the Kultur section of Die Welt on 17 January 2016.
12 January 2016
on affection - from "Taboos in Arabic," manuscript-in-progress
Old wrinkled men hugging and kissing each other three times on the cheeks, out in the allies between their homes, cousins meeting up at the supermarket, pushing their shopping carts side by side, their loud laughter echoing in the aisles, bouncing back softer, their small children running from one end to the other, slipping in behind the meat counter, hiding, only the tops of their heads visible. A five year old girl getting her weekly pocket money from her grandmother, running outside barefoot, through the garden, shouting to her friend across the street, still running, running, breathless stopping in front of the kiosk at the corner, her stomach up against the cold of the ice-cream fridge. Waiting there until her friend arrives, together they giggle, faces down, down through the glass. Small fingers pointing at this ice-cream, no, they had this one last week. Let’s try this one today. Their small hands struggling to slide the glass, the kiosk owner coming out, bald but with curling black hairs on his arms, you girls want to choose an ice-cream? Here, let me slide this glass for you. More giggles. Going inside to pay, the kiosk owner asking after their families, Alhamdulillah, they’re all tamam, fine. The little girl takes a bill out of her pocket, hands it to the kiosk owner, standing on her toes. He gives her back some coins and they are out. On the street, they find a spot on the sidewalk curb and sit down, legs crossed, tearing at the wrapping paper, in a hurry, before the ice-cream starts melting. Their heads close together, whispering childhood secrets.
(c) khulud khamis
Fragment from "Taboos in Arabic" - manuscript in progress
(c) khulud khamis
Fragment from "Taboos in Arabic" - manuscript in progress
4 January 2016
Israeli Authorities keep a list of addresses belonging to Palestinians
Last Friday, January 1st, a Palestinian man,
citizen of Israel, opened fire with a stolen machine gun in Tel Aviv, murdering
two young Jewish men and injuring more than a dozen. Today, January the 4th,
he is still at large. I’m not in Tel Aviv, but from the pictures I see on
social media, hundreds of special forces and police are all over the city. The
authorities began raiding every apartment belonging to a Palestinian in Tel
Aviv. It seems that the state keeps us under separate lists and has a list of
addresses belonging to Palestinians.
The photos posted beneath are taken from the Facebook page
of Ahmad Amer. In his status, he writes: “So the police decided today, 4 January 2016,
that it is completely logical to enter our home in Ramat Aviv [neighbourhood in
Tel Aviv], turn it barbarically upside down, take out the clothes from the
closet because clearly the terrorist is hiding on the third shelf inside, turn
the sofas because it’s clear he undoubtedly crawled underneath them. Of course
all this was done without a warrant, and because we are Arabs, and of course,
we – a physician, engineer, and a stock
market director would want to hide their terrorist. I am enraged and I can do
nothing except to write a meaningless status on Facebook.”
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