By David Hearst
Ten years ago, I walked down a tiled pathway in Sheikh Jarrah neighborhood
and was led into a room where an old woman was sitting amid a pile of boxes and
packed suitcases.
The first thing I noticed about Rifqa al-Kurd was the burning
intensity of her eyes. She told me that she lived out of boxes because she was
expecting the police to throw her out of house and for the settlers to move in
at any moment. When that happened, she explained, she did not want her clothes
thrown into the street. Hence the packed bags.
She had been through this before, when she was evicted from her home in Haifa in 1948. What kept her there, sitting among her boxes? She gave a one word reply: "Sumud", which roughly translates as steadfastness.