Like what is it? The wall serves to protect us from terrorists.
I do not know what it's for the wall, I know that my house was demolished by a Bulldozzer because someone had decided that the wall had to go there, Go and explain to my children!
My girlfriend is dead in an attack! Damn you blew up a bus! My girlfriend was returning from work. My girlfriend was very nice, you know ... Tell a bit ', who I will give back my wife?! Eh? I say it is right to build the wall! Do not wish on anyone what I went through. But what rights violated? An enemy is an enemy! If someone comes to my house to kill me is my right to stop it, is my life!
I am a farmer, I have always worked the land. My father worked the land and my grandfather before him. My hands are hardened by work, my heart thanks God for each crop that the earth gives me after so much hard work. Today they are ugly, are no longer the same. My field, my olive trees, vineyards, my, my whole earth has remained beyond the wall, is a hundred meters from here, but I'm not allowed to go to grow it ... I am a strong man, I work, I have land, but I have to spend days with our hands, we are confined to our homes ... these are hard times, if only I had a relative in another village, I'd already gone, but this house and this land is all that I have, I'd rather.
I do not talk about politics, who are you? Can I see your papers? However, the problem is the Arabs. The Arabs are violent, hate us, want to wipe out Israel, but this land is ours, our land is more than four thousand years. Even their religion, Islam, preach hatred against Jews.
time struggling to run, every second you see, and you decide to go until I found out ... The drug helps me to forget, to put off a defeat written in my days. Damn I have walled house. See there? The wall separates me from Palestine. On the other hand another barrier: the border with Israel that are not allowed to cross. In the middle of their colonies, we are surrounded. My life is trapped in an iron grip, in a strip of no man's land from which I can not leave, I have no prospects, I have a future to build, only to forget the past and a present that insists on reminding me.
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