As a fairly new SACH employee, this year marked my first ever SACH international board meeting. The international board meeting took place in Israel and was a weeklong event that consisted of meetings in Tel Aviv, a visit to the West Bank, regional conference and the opening of the new SACH house. It was a great opportunity to meet all the SACH board members from around the world, SACH supporters and of course SACH doctors.
To kick off the international board meeting, there was a dinner at Debbie Silver’s house in Cesesera. Debbie and I got to know each other quite well as we were paired up as roommates in Tanzania for the Climb Your Heart Out campaign. Never been to her house before, the dinner provided a good excuse to not only meet and mingle with fellow SACH supporters but to also see my roomie from Kili. At the dinner, I got the opportunity to converse with Palestinian doctors that are training and/or working at the Wolfson Medical Center. Knowing I would be going to the West Bank with the international board members in a couple days I inquired about inquired their hometown. As I have never been to the West Bank so I had plenty of questions to ask them. The dinner at Debbie’s house was great; she was great a host, I met some amazing people and that of which included meeting Yael Dayan (Israeli politician).
As the days past during the week of the international board meeting, I continued to anticipate the visit to the West Bank. From being in Israel as often and as long as I have, I drove by it plenty of times always but always on the way to somewhere. For me, the West Bank was a mark on the map of somewhere I knew of but never been to. I constantly heard about things happening in the news there or just saw it from a car window but never went there. I guess I always saw it as a place that you went with purpose and I supposed I just never had that purpose until now. Being so close in proximity to me, I knew that the West Bank and Tel Aviv couldn’t be further from each other. They were both worlds apart from one another and it was those differences that bred my curiosity for the place. Luckily for me, I was finally able to witness those differences first handedly with my visit to the West Bank with the international board members.
The day started off meeting at the hotel in Tel Aviv and from there we boarded a bus. The bus was bound for the West Bank and none of us really knew what we were doing but rather we all had a rough idea. We knew we were going to visit a hospital in Ramallah and Nablus, we knew we were going to eat lunch at some point and we knew that we would be back in Tel Aviv in the late afternoon. Rather than that we laid clueless. Just before entering the West Bank, we transferred busses. We left the Israeli bus and boarded the Palestinian bus. As we continued to drive we entered the West Bank and slowly I began to notice it was as if we were in another country. Billboards and ads no longer read Hebrew but instead were in Arabic, the infrastructure was noticeably different and peoples’ attire drastically changed from what I was used to seeing. As we entered Ramallah, the first stop we had was Yaser Arafat’s grave. I never imagined myself there and it wasn’t until we were standing in front of his grave did I really digest the reality of who’s grave I was standing in front of. This moment evoked various emotions from the group I was with. While being taken to his grave was a sign of great respect, for some it was a hard moment to take in. After the grave, we traveled to the Ramallah Government Hospital. There, we met with the director of the hospital and were given a tour of the ICU, emergency room and pediatric ward. After seeing the hospital, we traveled to Nabluswhere we were given a presentation from the director of the Rafidya Hospital in Nablus. He shared with us about the hospital and the various ways the hospital has become more advanced. After the presentation we enjoyed a delicious tradition Arab style lunch and even got to some a little nargila with one other. As we finished lunch, we boarded the bus and we were Tel Aviv bound.
From traveling to the West Bank, I was not only able to learn first handedly about the hospitals in the West Bank but I was able to also able to witness the hospitality the West Bank had to offer and I am already looking forward to me next visit.
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City of Nablus
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Smoking nargila
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Arafat’s grave