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at a podium labeled

'Bar-Ilan University'.

This photograph was later

published all over the world.

Shira knows her

father is a photographer,

and her mother

is being photographed.

Does she know what

he does? No way.

But I'm sure she'll

be exactly like him.

She's so similar to him

and admires him so much.

She already holds the

camera and snaps photos.

She rides on the back of his

motorcycle to kindergarten,

and she calls him "My man".

My daughter has

very strong opinions.

Today it's what she

wants to eat or wear;

tomorrow it'll be what

she wants to do in life.

If she wants to be

a photographer,

I doubt I'll be able

to convince her otherwise.

But she can be

a fashion photographer.

This is mom, and this is you

and this is me.

What's that on my head?

A crown.

Ah! A crown. For a second

I thought it might be hair.

I think she's known what

news is since the age of 2.

She recognizes the music.

The news is part of our home.

We watch the

news at 5, at 6, at 7

and at 9 the evening news.

When Ziv's home,

we only watch news.

He got me

hooked on news as well.

Jonathan and I have

been friends for 15 years.

We were both military

photographers in the army.

Since then, our

paths separated,

and Jonathan

moved to New York.

Every time I come to Israel we

meet. Today, for example,

I'm joining Ziv

in the territories.

There are Palestinian

demonstrations here;

they're protesting against

the security wall.

They might just stand there

waving a flag, shouting

"Soldiers go home,"

or it could turn violent.

It's so unpredictable

you cannot imagine.

Everything that has to do

with entering the territories

and covering the

Palestinian side...

As much as I want to

show a balanced picture,

on the Palestinian side I shoot

what I can, not what I want.

I have a kind of fetish

for religion.

Visually, religious rituals

are the most beautiful thing

to photograph.

Ziv loves life, he loves living.

Whether it's his motorcycle

adventures or family,

he loves to live.

The truth is I'm much more

afraid than I appear to be.

In the territories,

I've often been frozen with fear.

I get this feeling in my stomach,

and I find myself asking:

"What am I doing here?

Why do I need this?"

It really gets to you.

In many cases,

it's very intimidating.

It's the kind of thing

where if you succeed,

you're a big hero, and

if you fail, you're a big idiot.

I don't think any frame

is worth dying for.

I am not as

optimistic as he is.

In my view, it's fine

until the first one dies.

The only question is:

Will it happen to my family

or to someone else's?

Zakaria Zbeida is the commander

of the Al Aqsa brigade in Jenin.

We went several times

to meet him there.

One of the most

dramatic moments occurred

after the Israeli Army

surrounded the city.

Zakaria was marching

with his fighters,

a display of his capabilities

equally impressive

and frightening.

Look at how many

weapons they've got!

You really made

a stock of prints of him!

There's no terrorist

with a persona like his.

Look, he's holding

his own 'Wanted' card.

He is very authentic

and accessible.

He's charismatic,

he even speaks Hebrew.

Just here on this

road of Wadi Ara,

more than 100 Israelis were

killed in the current Intifada.

Yes, I passed the first. I'm on my

way to the next checkpoint.

It's never been so easy

to get into Jenin. I'm shocked!

How come it was so easy?

The soldiers usually

feed you stories.

"The permit hasn't come

through, the fax didn't arrive,

they ate it, they drank it." We're

usually stuck here for hours.

Is someone

waiting for us inside?

Yes, at the corner.

The army tried to kill

Zakaria about 20 times.

He was wounded, went

underground, but now he's back.

Hi, Galit. How are you?

Great. But I'm in

the middle of work now.

I'll call you back later, OK?

Ziv tries hard not

to bring work home.

He makes a special effort

not to talk about what he sees.

But you can't avoid it.

All day long with his beeper.

Every time it beeps, you

know someone's dead.

We're in the middle of

the refugee camp, aren't we?

Yes.

It's not the most relaxed

situation, you know...

We're here chilling,

but we're in the middle

of Jenin refugee camp.

We can't seem to find Zbeida.

The contact with him is spotty.

He says there's a spy plane in the

air, so he's not coming out.

Any moment anything

could happen. You never know.

It hits you when

you least expect it.

Even in this quiet,

you have to be very alert.

This is Mahmoud,

Zbeida's number two.

He's the Operations

Commander of the brigades.

Zbeida is shooting blindly

over the funeral crowd.

With no logical explanation,

the Israeli Army has killed

all of his aides,

and he is still alive,

raising a new

generation of fighters.

My brother Mahmoud

was killed yesterday,

and my brother Majdi

was killed yesterday.

And my mother

was also killed.

I have nothing to lose,

I promise war on Israel!

There will never be

a ceasefire! Never!

We're leaving Jenin; Zbeida is

even threatening reporters.

The interview is over.

I tell you Tsvi, this time

you came from Israel,

next time you better not.

This is just unbelievable.

That's life.

I can't believe this sh*t.

I was looking for you.

How are you, my friend?

Great. How are you?

I've known Atta

for almost ten years,

ever since the

'Tunnel Riots' in 1996.

After Israel opened the

Tunnel under the Western Wall,

the Intifada broke out.

We got stuck in a lot

of incidents where

live fire was exchanged

for the first time.

Our lives were really at stake,

and sometimes we had

to shield ourselves

literally with our own bodies.

After Ariel Sharon visited the

Temple Mount, riots broke out...

When you are together

with another person

in such a hard situation,

naturally you

form a strong bond.

One of Atta's biggest problems

is that the Israelis

see him as a Palestinian,

and the Palestinians

see him as an Israeli.

The fact that he photographs

for an Israeli newspaper

on the one hand, and is a

Palestinian on the other,

creates an inner

conflict in his work.

"Atta Awisat, photographer

for an Israeli newspaper,

was beaten by

the border police

while covering a protest

against the separation fence.

They hit him with the

butt of a rifle in the eye.

It's very serious

that they beat him,

even more serious that

they continue to kick him,

even after he

lost consciousness.

And here it's not because they

didn't want him to photograph.

It was something personal.

Worst of all, even after

the ambulance arrived,

they didn't let it evacuate Atta.

Which is just beyond belief.

The only one who came

to my rescue was Ziv.

He came and got involved

and got me out of there.

I called the whole

world to try to get them

to release the ambulance

to take him to a

hospital in Jerusalem.

When I'm in Jerusalem I often

visit Atta in his nearby village.

I sit with him and his

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