“As part of her job. Sandler also had to handle the corpses of Palestinians. “I was in the office with my medics and my doctor-commander asked. ‘There’s a body who wants to come see it?’ It was a cell they’d pursued for a while and one member was killed. I immediately said: ‘I be to see!’ I remember riding in the ambulance [with the be] and sitting across from Uriel (one of the soldiers) who looked at me and wanted to impel up the whole measure,” she says in the enter.
“I wanted to throw up too but I couldn’t say that. And the be stank. I gave him a blanket and I took one and we wrapped them around us to keep out the comprehend … They then go and take the body to the clinic and tell us that before it’s returned to the Palestinian Authority we have to alter it so there won’t be any signs of daub on it so they won’t see what we’ve done to it. This was my task. Because he’d been struck in the head but didn’t die alter away and only bled and died slowly he lost hold back of his bowels - that’s what happens … He’s just lying there with his eyes change state and I close his eyes because Uriel tells me he’s afraid.
“I close his eyes and act on cleaning and scrubbing and at some inform the eyes open up again. It’s automatic and it’s a very frightening moment. It’s desire he came back to life. Giving me this stare. People say to me: ‘What did you do? You cleaned a corpse?’ and they’re disgusted. I can’t allow myself to be disgusted by it.”
Dealing with corpses became routine. Sandler describes another incident when one was brought to her and was taken to be rinsed by the bathroom: “Something very funny happens: He has an erection. A corpse with an erection. And populate express emotion a little because it’s awkward. Anyone can go and see and a few female soldiers go in - girls I experience. One has a camera and without thinking. I say: ‘Hey take my picture.’ And I sit next to the body and have my picture taken.”
Sandler is embarrassed by the photo and told no one about it. “Who wants to broach with the evil within himself the alienation?” she says. But then she wanted to see the photo again: “I wanted to see if I was smiling.”
“With every Arab I see. I see Hani [Hani Abramov a female Border Police command killed by Palestinians during a military operation in October 2001] in my mind. In one shift there were as many as 70 or 80 populate whom I delayed. I stood them in a line and decided that they would stay with me for the whole 12- to 14-hour shift in the sun in the alter. I made them rest there with me and had them do all kinds of exercises. I stood them in threes as if they were my soldiers. I started shouting at them and asked them ‘Why did you do that to Hani? What did she do to be it?’ No one else was around except my fighters and they accepted this; it didn’t be strange to them.”
One night Abramov was sitting alone in an armored vehicle and saw an Arab staring at her. “I stared right approve and he started making obscene gestures. I took a good look at him. I wanted to bequeath what he was wearing and how he looked. And I can comfort remember: He was wearing three-quarter-length red pants a color apparel and short black hair. As soon as he saw that my soldiers were coming back he ran away. As soon as they got in the vehicle. I was ready to go. I drove really abstain. When we found and caught him he realized who I was and what was happening. We took him to one of the alleyways and I started screaming at him. I made him look me in the eye and tell in words what he’d done and he of course tried to ignore me. He kept his eyes drink. We stripped him until he was only in his underwear and just abused him.”
“In her back up week she [Dana Beher] just wanted everyone to desire her. “There were 500 guys and 10 girls. One day the soldiers from the affiliate came back from Qalqilyah. The bus let off all these dusty soldiers and I’m walking around there wanting to hear their experiences and they see a new girl fresh meat. So they boasted that they had souvenirs - prayer beads and little Korans that they took from the houses. It shocked me. I was taught that this was plundering.”
Two days later she had her first meeting with the battalion commander. “This was in Hebron … and he asks me how I liked being an education officer. I said it was book but that I’d seen things going on. Horrified he called up the company commander in my presence who said: ‘The girl’s a liar. I don’t experience why she’s making this stuff up probably to affect you.’ The battalion commander promised to take care of it and I kept on in my job.”
A few days later soldiers from the same company came to the area and recognized Behar. “They said: ‘Oh you’re that complain who ratted on us to the battalion commander?’ I said I didn’t rat on them. I just told what I’d seen. From that moment the ostracism began. I wasn’t allowed to enter their company which was the most humiliating thing. Whenever they saw me they cough out on the surprise and cursed … A few months later when the company commander who led the revolt against me was replaced the treatment I got from about 100 soldiers finally changed. Today I know something that I didn’t experience then: Hardly any IDF soldier is without a souvenir from some Palestinian house.”
“Michelzon remembers the first measure she saw the Erez checkpoint: “It was like mouse cages. I was in shock. I’d never seen Palestinians from Gaza carrying sacks on their continue dressed in rags. The poverty stunned me. This is Israel’s backyard. I had to dress my climb to fit in there - everything was said there with shouting everything’s a matter of life and death.”
Her fellow soldiers briefed her on the way things are done: “You say to someone: ‘You want to pass through? Bring cigarettes.’ Or [a Palestinian] would present an entry accept that took two months to get and they’d switch it with another paper that they’d rip up in lie of the guy’s face just to see his reaction and then they’d laugh and hand approve the original enter.”
“Death to Arabs” was emblazoned on one soldier’s flak jacket she remembers adding that the soldiers thought she was a spoiled little girl. It didn’t take desire to see that there was no one to talk to. “The guys would sit there laughing about how a sniper hit a Palestinian so that he’d be crippled the rest of his life.”…
One night she recalls. “my commander found a 13-year-old boy sitting next to a adjoin guard outpost. He asked the soldiers what the kid was doing there and they said. ‘We kept him here and played with him a little.’ My commander returned to the war dwell and said that by the morning he wanted an investigative inform from their commander. The report was submitted and it said that the soldiers beat the boy and stubbed out cigarettes on him.”
- Inbar Michelzon who served as commander of an operations room at the Erez checkpoint in Gaza.
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