Ana Arabia Page #2

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I have a speaker

for tomatoes.

What has a stereo

got to do with tomatoes?

Nowadays people have no money.

So the fruit vendors

ask me to go around the city

to announce where to buy

cheap vegetables.

They pay for the gas

and give me fruit

and vegetables for the whole family.

That's nice!

Is the car dead?

No, I'll fix it.

I'm an all rounder.

Be careful.

I see you two go along well.

- Yea, I'm just looking around.

- Do you like it?

This is our home.

Look at that horse.

It's mine. Come.

I'll show you something.

- If you don't mind.

- No problem.

You see?

He doesn't work anymore.

Why you say?

He did his part,

he's free now.

He's free, like everyone of us here.

No one has real commitments.

A lot of hens

laid a lot of eggs everywhere here.

There is an egg,

but it's hard to find...

We sell metal,

that's how we make a living.

Tell me, how old are you?

- No offense.

- How much would you say?

You look young,

about...

20 years old...

20 and something, right?

More or less.

You see, once they tried

to give me in marriage to a 20 years old...

- OK.

- But she wanted an apartment,

she wanted 100.000 $,

I only had 99.000.

Where could I get the rest?

Doesn't matter...

I live an easy life.

Come, I'll show you,

I retrieve all kinds of stuff.

Look, it's beautiful.

I sell them and make money,

that's how we make a living.

We don't need anything here.

We have everything we need.

- Chickens, a horse...

- Everything.

Look at the way it acts.

It's small now.

It will grow and become strong.

That's crazy.

It's strong, aggressive.

Be careful.

It attacks strangers,

but she's not one.

- She's part of the family

- One of us.

Here's Yussef.

- Come, I made tea.

- Where were you?

I made some tea, come.

- No one makes tea like him.

- Really?

Yes.

Come.

Tell me,

what's with Sara?

What happened to her?

Sara was living in Nablus,

she's living with us now.

They cut her...

water and electricity.

They destroyed her house.

What happened?

I told you already,

they cut her electricity and water.

They destroyed her house.

It's a ruin now.

There are snakes there now,

she's afraid of staying there alone,

that's what she told me.

So she came here to live with us.

Where's the husband, your son?

What can I tell you,

everyone gets

what the destiny wants for him,

it's matter of destiny.

If you behave well

God will you give credit for that,

If you behave badly

God will punish you,

you're done.

I'm only looking for God,

nothing else,

I don't have money,

neither does my brother.

Because sometimes my brother

asks me for stuff.

I'm just looking for God

and his clemency.

Because he gave me life.

God gave me life.

And Sara?

What happened to her?

Listen, after...

that she and my son Jihad

broke up,

she came to live with us.

She used to go out at night.

Once, I came home

at 3:
30 am

and I saw her

walking around with her hair uncombed.

I looked at her and said:

"Sara,

what are you doing

outside at a time like this?"

She said:

"I'm looking for my dogs."

I didn't understand

what she was doing outside,

something wasn't right.

And Jihad

had a son and due daughters.

The boy, from his first wife,

not Sara...

OK.

Tried to split them up in every way.

He told him:

"If you don't divorce Sara,

we will leave home."

He told him:
"OK, we will see."

A week later he told him:

"Either me and my sisters or Sara.

You can't have everyone."

He told him:
"I need you."

Then she started to hit her.

He'd hit her in the morning,

in the afternoon,

at night.

Until she got fed up

and came here.

A week later she told him:

"Take your stuff,

I'll take mine."

They had chickens,

goats,

some turkeys, a sheep,

they split up everything,

he took his own stuff, she her owns,

and left him.

Yes.

Thereafter

Jihad decided

to go back sailing.

In Nablus.

There is no sea

in Nablus.

But he decided to

go back sailing still.

He built a boat.

He started to have pains,

got sick,

suffered asthma,

every kind of disease,

I don't even know the names.

Until one day

he fell and died.

He was painting the boat

he fell and died.

End of story.

We buried him.

That's how his life ended.

A sad story.

And what about Sara?

Sara was grieving.

She loved him.

In the end,

if a woman spends so many years with a man

he must mourn him,

don't you think?

- Hey, Hassan.

- Hey.

You know, we've been living

here for 150 years, maybe,

maybe even 300,

a long time,

dates back to our grandfather's

grandfather's grandfather.

Come, I'll show you something.

Look,

- here, my family...

- Keep me some tea.

Listen,

my family used to live in that house.

. Can you see it?

- OK

They ran away before the war.

Jews and Arabs lived together,

there were no differences,

no...

A Jewish woman used to live here

a woman called Tovia.

What can I tell you,

everyone loved her,

especially the kids,

she'd give them candies,

would even bake them cookies.

They tell a story about her.

During the war,

many people ran away

leaving a 8 months old baby

behind here.

The took him to her

so that she'd raise him.

And she did raise him

as a Jewish woman would.

He grew up

and became a soldier in the Israeli army.

Then,

after the 1967 war,

the parents came from Ramallah,

they wanted to take him back.

They were looking for him

and found him here.

And he said:
"You left me

when I was a baby,

and now you tell me

that you're my family?"

He didn't want to know.

Ne didn't even want

to listen to that.

He didn't want to know.

"How can, you,

blood of our blood,

be an Israeli soldier?

How can you fight

your own family?

Your brothers"?

He had a brother

of the same age.

So he said:
"You left me

when I was really young

so the rest doesn't matter."

Do you understand?

- Sure.

- That's

the story of that woman.

Yes, Ghassan Kanafani

wrote a book on that.

- Ghassan Kanafani... Come.

- On this story?

Yes.

Come and see my house.

He wrote a book...

- Yes, on this story.

- OK.

Ghassan Kanafani,

a great Palestinian writer,

murdered in Lebanon,

may he rest in peace.

Let me make you some tea.

I'll be right back, okay?

I need to make a call.

. OK.

- But make me some tea.

- Don't you worry.

- I'll drink it.

- I'll be waiting.

- Thanks.

Itzik, you'll never believe it...

Yes, I'm at Siam Hassas's house,

It doesn't seem real to me

what is happening here...

No, you...

All of these people

have some stories...

If I have a story?

Of course I got one,

I could have 4 here.

Yes. Okay.

I'll tell you everything.

Yes.

OK, laters.

OK:

No, it's crazy.

OK, thanks. Bye.

Good weather, eh?

Cold.

Especially here with the wind.

You can put what you picked up

into the water.

It will root entrench.

- Really?

- Yea, it will become a big flower,

a beautiful one.

A twig becomes a plant.

Nature works more than men.

Winter has just ended

and plants are already sprouting.

Even the fruits.

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