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Ramallah is probably the most open and thriving city in the West Bank and so Palestinians go there from all over. But as any Palestinian city, it also holds stories of closure, curfew, searches and interrogations due to the ongoing Israeli occupation. I spent some time there last year and met many people who shared their stories of everyday life with me. These are three of them.
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| The Lucky Ones |
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| I recorded this in Jalazone refugee camp near Ramallah. People often eat seeds to pass the time around here. |
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| Said eating seeds |
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| People from Hebron always seem to be the butt of people's jokes around Palestine. Here are a few as told by Hindi. |
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| jokes from Hebron |
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| Some advice given to me as I tried to teach some kids at Jalazone how to make field recordings. FYI: the word for "sound" and "voice" is the same word in Arabic. |
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| by myself |
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| An excerpt of an audio recording project I did with kids at Jalazone. This is a song courtesy of Said's mom, who lived in Beit Nabala before 1948. Said (also known as Abu Farouq) was a friend who worked at Nadi A-Tifl where I volunteered. I'm working on a translation, which inshallah, will come soon. |
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| Said's mom |
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