The Suffering Palestinian Women Endure Every Day
by Nurit Peled-Elhanan
"Why does that streak of blood, rip the petal of you cheek?"—Anna
"I have never experienced the suffering Palestinian women undergo every day,
every hour ... I just want to ask them humbly to be my sisters, to express my
admiration for their perseverance and for their courage to carry on, to have
children and to maintain a dignified family life in spite of the impossible
conditions my world is putting them in. I want to tell them we are all bonded by
the same pain, we are all the victims of the same sort of violence, even though
they suffer much more, for they are the ones who are mistreated by my government
and its army, sponsored by my taxes."—Nurit Peled-Elhanan
Nurit Peled-Elhanan is an Israeli professor of language and education at the
Hebrew University of Jerusalem. She has accused George W. Bush, Tony Blair, and
Ariel Sharon of fostering anti-Muslim views, and has criticized Israeli
textbooks for being racist and anti-Palestinian. She is the daughter of Matti
Peled, who reached the rank of Aluf (Major General) in the IDF and was a member
of Israel’s General Staff during the Six-Day War of 1967. But he was also a
noted scholar, peace activist and leading proponent of complete Israeli
withdrawal from the Occupied Territories. Matti Peled was called Abu Salam, or
“Father of Peace,” by the Palestinians who came under his jurisdiction when he
was the military governor of the Gaza Strip. Nurit Peled-Elhanan is also the
sister of Miko Peled, a peace activist who has written book called The
General's Son: Journey of an Israeli in Palestine, in which supports his father’s and sister’s views.
The following is the speech Nurit Peled-Elhanan delivered at the European
Parliament, Strasbourg, on March 8, 2006 on the occasion of International
Thank you for inviting me to this day. It is always an honor and a pleasure to
be here, among you.
However, I must admit I believe you should have invited a Palestinian woman at
my stead, because the women who suffer most from violence in my county are the
Palestinian women. And I would like to dedicate my speech to Miriam R'aban and
her husband Kamal, from Bet Lahiya in the Gaza Strip, whose five small children
were killed by Israeli soldiers while picking strawberries at the family's
strawberry field. No one will ever stand trial for this murder.
When I asked the people who invited me here why wouldn't they invite a
Palestinian woman the answer was that it would make the discussion too
I don't know what is non-localized violence. Racism and discrimination may be
theoretical concepts and universal phenomena but their impact is always local,
and real. Pain is local, humiliation, sexual abuse, torture and death, are all
very local, and so are the scars.
It is true unfortunately, that the local violence inflicted on Palestinian women
by the government of Israel and the Israeli Army, has expanded around the globe.
In fact state violence and army violence, individual and collective violence are
the lot of Muslim women today, not only in Palestine but wherever the
enlightened Western world is setting its big imperialistic foot. It is violence
which is hardly ever addressed and which is halfheartedly condoned by most
people in Europe and in the USA.
This is because the so-called free world is afraid of the Muslim womb.
Great France of la liberté l'égalité et la fraternité is scared of little girls
with headscarves, Great Jewish Israel is afraid of the Muslim womb. Its
ministers call it a demographic threat. Almighty America and Great Britain are
infecting their respective citizens with blind fear of the Muslims, who are
depicted as vile, primitive and blood-thirsty, apart from their being
non-democratic, chauvinistic and mass producers of future terrorists.
This in spite of the fact that the people who are destroying the world today are
not Muslim. One of them is a devout Christian, one is Anglican and one is a
I have never experienced the suffering Palestinian women undergo every day,
every hour. I don't know the kind of violence that turns a woman's life into
constant hell. This daily physical and mental torture of women who are deprived
of their basic human rights and needs of privacy and dignity, women whose homes
are broken in at any moment of day and night, who are ordered at a gun-point to
strip naked in front of strangers and their own children, whose houses are
demolished, who are deprived of their livelihood and of any normal family life.
This is not part of my personal ordeal. But I am a victim of violence against
women insofar as violence against children is actually violence against mothers.
Palestinian, Iraqi, Afghan women are my sisters because we are all at the grip
of the same unscrupulous criminals who call themselves leaders of the free
enlightened world and in the name of this freedom and enlightenment rob us of
our children. Furthermore, Israeli, American, Italian and British mothers have
been for the most part violently blinded and brainwashed to such a degree that
they cannot realize their only sisters, their only allies in the world are the
Muslim Palestinian, Iraqi or Afghani mothers, whose children are killed by our
children or who blow themselves to pieces with our sons and daughters. They are
all mind-infected by the same viruses engendered by politicians. And the
viruses, though they may have various illustrious names such as Democracy,
Patriotism, God, Homeland, are all the same. They are all part of false and fake
ideologies that are meant to enrich the rich and to empower the powerful.
We are all the victims of mental, psychological and cultural violence that turn
us to one homogenic group of bereaved or potentially bereaved mothers. Western
mothers are taught to believe their uterus is a national asset just like they
are taught to believe that the Muslim uterus is an international threat. They
are educated not to cry out: "I gave him birth, I breast-fed him, he is mine,
and I will not let him be the one whose life is cheaper than oil, whose future
is less worth than a piece of land."
All of us are terrorized by mind-infecting education to believe all we can do is
either pray for our sons to come back home or be proud of their dead bodies.
And all of us were brought up to bear all this silently, to contain our fear and
frustration, to take Prozac for anxiety, but never hail Mama Courage in public.
Never be real Jewish or Italian or Irish mothers.
I am a victim of state violence. My natural and civil rights as a mother have
been violated and are violated because I have to fear the day my son would reach
his 18th birthday and be taken away from me to be the game tool of criminals
such as Sharon, Bush, Blair and their clan of blood-thirsty, oil-thirsty,
Living in the world I live in, in the state I live in, in the regime I live in,
I don't dare to offer Muslim women any ideas how to change their lives. I don't
want them to take off their scarves, or educate their children differently, and
I will not urge them to constitute democracies in the image of Western
democracies that despise them and their kind. I just want to ask them humbly to
be my sisters, to express my admiration for their perseverance and for their
courage to carry on, to have children and to maintain a dignified family life in
spite of the impossible conditions my world is putting them in. I want to tell
them we are all bonded by the same pain, we are all the victims of the same sort
of violence, even though they suffer much more, for they are the ones who are
mistreated by my government and its army, sponsored by my taxes.
Islam in itself, like Judaism in itself and Christianity in itself, is not a
threat to me or to anyone. American imperialism is, European indifference and
cooperation is, and Israeli racist and cruel regime of occupation is. It is
racism, educational propaganda and inculcated xenophobia that convince Israeli
soldiers to order Palestinian women at gun-point to strip in front of their
children for security reasons; it is the deepest disrespect for the other that
allows American soldiers to rape Iraqi women; that give license to Israeli
jailers to keep young women in inhuman conditions, without necessary hygienic
aids, without electricity in the winter, without clean water or clean mattresses
and to separate them from their breast-fed babies and toddlers. To bar their way
to hospitals, to block their way to education, to confiscate their lands, to
uproot their trees and prevent them from cultivating their fields.
I cannot completely understand Palestinian women or their suffering. I don't
know how I would have survived such humiliation, such disrespect from the whole
world. All I know is that the voice of mothers has been suffocated for too long
in this war-stricken planet. Mothers' cries are not heard because mothers are not
invited to international forums such as this one. This I know and it is very
little. But it is enough for me to remember these women are my sisters, and that
they deserve that I should cry for them, and fight for them. And when they lose
their children in strawberry fields or in on filthy roads by the checkpoints,
when their children are shot on their way to school by Israeli children who were
educated to believe that love and compassion are race- and religion-dependent,
the only thing I can do is stand by them and their betrayed babies, and ask what
Anna Akhmatova, another mother who lived in a regime of violence against women
and children, had asked:
"Why does that streak of blood, rip the petal of you cheek?"