Mahmud Darwish’s words always echo in my mind: ‘You occupied our land, you occupied us, and now you occupy our stories…’ I do not feel that this is occupying their stories. These are always our own stories. Even if it seems as if I am crossing the border, looking at our deeds there, questioning our presence there and its impact on our society – these are all part of the film. When they are making their stories they are theirs, but this is a part of our own story. 1 Anat Even
Sephardim, trapped in a no‐exit situation, have been forbidden to nourish memories of at least partly belonging to the people across the river Jordan, across the mountains of Lebanon, and across the Sinai desert and the Suez Canal… In a sudden historical twist, today it is to the Muslim Arab countries of their origins to whichmost Middle Eastern Jews cannot travel, let alone fantasize a return – the ultimate taboo… This desire for ‘return of the Diaspora’ is ironically underlined… [in]… a kind of reversal of the biblical expression: ‘By the waters of Zion, where we sat down, and there we wept, when we remembered Babylon.’ 1
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