Tell her it's the land God gave us
Dont tell her religion
Tell her her great great great great lots of greats grandad lived there
Dont tell her he was driven out
Tell her, of course tell her, tell her everyone was driven out and the country is waiting
for us to come home
Dont tell her she doesnt belong here
Tell her about Jerusalem.
Dont tell her who used to live in this house
No but dont tell her her great great grandfather used to live in this house
No but dont tell her Arabs used to sleep in her bedroom
Tell her again this is our promised land.
Dont tell her they said it was a land without people
Tell her it's not the water for their fields
Dont tell her anything about water.
Dont tell her about the bulldozer
Dont tell her not to look at the bulldozer
Dont tell her it was knocking the house down
Tell her it's a building site
Dont tell her how many of them have been killed
Tell her the Hamas fighters have been killed
Tell her they're terrorists
Tell her they're filth
Dont tell her about the family of dead girls
Tell her you cant believe what you see on television
Tell her we killed the babies by mistake
Dont tell her anything about the army
Tell her, tell her about the army, tell her to be proud of the army. Tell her about the family of dead girls, tell her their names why not, tell her the whole world knows why shouldnt she know? tell her there's dead babies, did she see babies? tell her she's got nothing to be ashamed of. Tell her they did it to themselves. Tell her they want their children killed to make people sorry for them, tell her I'm not sorry for them, tell her not to be sorry for them, tell her we're the ones to be sorry for, tell her they cant talk suffering to us. Tell her we're the iron fist now, tell her it's the fog of war, tell her we wont stop killing them till we're safe, tell her I laughed when I saw the dead policemen, tell her they're animals living in rubble now, tell her I wouldnt care if we wiped them out, the world would hate us is the only thing, tell her I dont care if the world hates us, tell her we're better haters, tell her we're chosen people, tell her I look at one of their children covered in blood and what do I feel? tell her all I feel is happy it's not her.
Seven Jewish Children (A Play for Gaza)
Play by: Caryl Churchill
From English: Shimon Levy, Uri Shani
The play has been translated into Hebrew and will be performed in Tel Aviv directed by Samieh Jabbarin - a Palestinian political prisoner. The Tel Aviv staging of Caryl Churchill's short play - written in record time by the highly esteemed British play-write in the midst of the Israeli bombardment of Gaza last winter will protest the two year anniversary of the Siege of Gaza and 42 years since the 1967 occupation.
Tell her it's a game
Tell her it's serious
But dont frighten her
Dont tell her they'll kill her
Actresses: Sarah von Schwartze, Gabby Eldor, Samah Wakim and others
Director: Samieh Jabbarin
Initiative: Tamara Schreiber and Rachel Avileah
Artistic Designer: Anisa Ashkar
Music: Deerar Kalash (Saxophone)
Production: Inna Michaeli, Lana Khaskia, Eilat Maoz
Special Thanks to: Adi Maoz, Raja Zoubi Omri
The play was first staged in English on February 6th 2009 in the Royal Court Theater in London
Caryl Churchill (1938) is a British feminist and anti-capitalist playwright who has written dozens of plays including: Top Girls, Owners, Cloud Nine and Far Away.
Spectatorship is free. According to the terms of copyright, all contributions will be donated to MAP – Medical Aid for Palestinians, which supplies humanitarian aid and advocates for policy change in Britain.
For further information: Inna 0508575777
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