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Our voices: Members of the Seeds of Peace family speak out during Gaza war

In the midst of this horrific violence, we turn to the voices in our community—Seeds, Educators, counselors, and staff members—who have experienced brutal violence and fear; who are saying enough to the killing and the dehumanization; who are listening to and supporting one another; and who are calling for peace.

Their message is one of hope, but they are also not naive to the violence, injustice, occupation, fear, and hatred, they face. Seeds of Peace is not charged with or capable of negotiating peace treaties or ceasefires that would end the disaster that is this violence, but we exist to stand by and support the Seeds community as they tell their truths. These are their voices.

Ahmad
Adi
Mohammed
Hashem
Roy
Aly
Danny
Yaala
Ophir
Rama
Jane
Lior
Hamutal & Maysoon
Hannah
Voices in the media

 

Ahmad

My dear family,

I am writing to you today because there is seriously no place I’d rather be more than Camp right now.

I find myself helpless, sinking in the sorrow of my people. I have been thinking of you intensely, as I find hope whenever I do. Your messages ignite hope inside me that has been there since the summer of 2012.

The situation takes me back two summers ago. I remember every single detail of the safe zone that took me away from the reality and at the same time made me much more aware of it.

I remember how peace was the only thing we were thinking about. I remember how love filled the place. I must say, I need nothing more than that.

The recent weeks were mind wrecking, but also illuminating. I have come to the realization of how much a human life means, and how easily it can be taken away.

I hope the situation gets better as soon as possible to stop the brutal killing and the unbearable bloodshed. I am now three wars old with more to come, but I swear to you all I will never forget what each and every one of you said in your life giving messages.

This is one of the times that I thank God for being a part of the Seeds of Peace family. I sincerely hope to see you all this summer, even if I know for sure that I won’t.

I won’t lose hope.

With my all love,
your brother Ahmad (Gaza)

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Adi

Last night a rocket was shot at my grandmother’s bed.
The pictures are nothing compared to pictures from Gaza.

Still, a rocket was shot at my grandmother’s bed.

Dialogue in Seeds of Peace has taught me well: We are the oppressors.

Still, a Palestinian rocket was shot at my grandmother’s bed.

I went to protest last night against the war with Jewish and Palestinian friends.
We had so much hope.

Still, a rocket was shot at my grandmother’s bed.

My grandmother is used to it.
She’s been living on the border with Gaza for 65 years.
She’s been going to the shelter every once in a while for the past 10 years.

She left her home two weeks ago when escalation started.
It wasn’t luck that kept her safe.

Still, I seek no revenge. I seek an end.

I want rockets to stop being shot at our grandmothers and their grandmothers’ beds.

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Mohammed

I have spent years working with Seeds because I want peace. In fact, all members of Seeds of Peace in Gaza stay engaged in our programs because they believe in peace. The families huddled dozens to a room—they want peace. But we also want to be treated like human beings.

We often wonder what Israelis think about us. What they think about their government when hundreds of civilians are killed, when thousands of homes are damaged, when hundreds of thousands are without electricity and water.

I live in a poor neighborhood called Shajaiya. Most of the people in my neighborhood are not educated. I was born to a very poor family, and built myself from zero. My father died when I was young. I’ve always worked several jobs to survive.

People ask me all the time why I don’t leave this neighborhood. The fact is, my neighbors need my help. Every Ramadan I used to make food for families in the neighborhood. But the war came during Ramadan this year, and I don’t have anything to give them. They ask me to call the electricity company. They see me as a leader, but I don’t belong to any party or any politician. I am a human being. I am a Gazan.

People look to me because I’m educated. Because I work. Because I have been to the United States. Gaza is where I’ve grown up—it has made me who I am. It’s not easy to be a leader in this situation. It requires me to be responsible. I cannot run away. I have to face it.

My extended family is living here with me. There are 30 of us. I have three brothers. One is dead and I’m responsible for his family. My son’s family, and my other brothers’ families are here. I am responsible for all them. I have to be strong, as a father and as a community leader. It would be shameful for me to leave. The others depend on me.

But I am human. I am scared. The bombs are exploding every minute.

The war is terrible. It’s a dirty, unfair war. Thousands of tons of bombs are hitting Gaza. Thousands of people are without shelter. Nobody can sleep. Hundreds of people have been killed. The power is out and soon food will rot, and we will not have water now since we can’t pump it. Sewage is running in the street. The banks are closed, so there is no money. And sick people cannot go to the hospital. This is going to be a humanitarian crisis. On top of the bombs that are dropping.

Do Israelis want us to spend another 50 years talking about peace? Gaza has been under siege for seven years. We are in a cage. Does anyone care?

The war is unjust, but it’s not my fault. I keep doing my job because I believe in peace.

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Hashem

As a change-maker, these times make me reflect on my mission.

They refocus my compass towards the ultimate goal of reaching justice for my people, and those who strive for it in this world: a justice that is not a privilege, one that is not restricted to a certain people or religion.

With the help of Seeds of Peace, I have a spark of change that’s always vivid. It always reminds me that justice will prevail, and soon.

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Roy

I’ve lost two friends to Israeli-Palestinian violence, and these days remind me that I can always lose more.

Four teenagers were kidnapped and murdered this week in Palestine and Israel because they were Jewish or Palestinian.

Kidnapping is a very fitting brutality in the Middle East, where reality itself is being hijacked: people in power (or aspiring to have it) advocate for a backwards, hostile narrative about the true nature of “Palestinians” and “Jews,” thus occluding the identities of the true polarized sides in this part of the Middle East: “extremists” and “moderates,” kidnappers and abductees not just of lives, but of narratives and agendas.

All of us who want a sane life in this region can only survive by dodging the violent crazies on both sides, the exacerbating effects of slanted mass media coverage, our visionless leaders, and the flattening effects of social media memes and talkback culture that impoverishes the debate about life in this region while giving the illusion that we are somehow informed about what the other side is truly like.

There is a silent majority out there that wants to live peacefully, be respected, and offer respect to anyone else who derives meaning out of life by having their home west of the Jordan river. Unfortunately, we have not yet figured out how to communicate our shared values and goals. By default, we surrender to a false discourse about the futility of trying to live with another people, identifying them erroneously by their nationality or religion rather by their toxic value system.

If we fail at communicating for much longer, our identities will be hijacked to a point of no return. Regardless of who we are as individuals, we will find that being “Israeli” or “Palestinian” will be completely formed and informed by fanatics—Jewish, Christian and Muslim—to justify more violence, more extremism and more death.

Aly

People always ask me how I can simultaneously be both pro-Israel and pro-Palestine.

The truth is, one can have a principled stance on this conflict, and that principle is nonviolence. Gandhi liberated the entire Indian sub-continent from British rule through non-violent means. If it’s good enough for India—a country of over a billion people with 21 languages, eight religions, and hundreds of regional and ethnic groups—then it’s certainly good enough for Israel and Palestine.

We need to start living by his timeless words: “I am prepared to die, but there is no cause for which I am prepared to kill.”

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Danny

This is a very sad moment. People will suffer because of the way our leaders and some (possibly many) of the people in our society chose to address the conflict.

A few people on both sides decided to take matters into their own hands and sparked fires fed by various forces, and we, and the many like us, did not carry our voice clearly and loudly enough.

I know that there are much better ways of addressing our conflict; ways which will respect each other, save lives and sufferings and lead to peace. Yes, we can live together or side by side in peace. Yes, intending peace is the only realistic road to move to a better future for all of us.

We do not need nor wish for more dead or wounded heroes. We need that both societies fully respect each other, that each individual respect every others person’s life. We need an end to the very long suffering of the Palestinian people, and that of Israelis. War, regardless of who wins, will not solve our conflict; only respectful peace will.

The road to peace is one of recognition, understanding, inclusion, and humanity. As Seeds of Peace we try to develop these.

The vast majority of our people know this deep down in their hearts, and want this. We need to help them lead the way. It is sad that people need to fight for their protection, lives, dignity and wish for freedom. Lets change this into a better and more effective future for all of us.

Seeds of Peace builds people and builds communities which know how to live in peace and work out their differences in effective and peaceful ways.

Wishing and working for peace, equality, and societal sovereignty may not be popular when the guns roar. But this, more than ever, is the time for us to talk with people of that which they really want, of that which is possible and of the acceptance of the other.

Yes, I know that when war erupts, people first rush to secure their existence, by all means necessary. And yet I know, that the only real security lies in mutual acceptance. One must first exist to make peace. We must be very aware and very eloquent in expressing our awareness that the promise of a better future for either of us needs the existence of both of us.

Yaala

In light of recent events back home in Israel and Palestine, I have come to yet again reevaluate my experiences at Seeds of Peace.

While I realize that many question the validity of Seeds and organizations similar to it, at the end of the each day like today, the memories I have made and the friendships I have formed there help me cope with the helplessness and powerlessness that I feel.

I am hoping for the safety of all Palestinians and Israelis tonight.

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Ophir

This is for my Palestinian friends.

These are hard times for all of us. While my grandparents, and now me and my family, are living under threat of missiles, you live under direct military control.

And some of you are in Gaza, or have probably have friends or relatives in Gaza, who find themselves trapped with no connection to Hamas actions.

It’s easy for me to look on the suffering and fear that my people experience. It’s the most automatic thing to do. Yet hundreds of thousands of civilians in Gaza, who are born into poverty and hostility, will suffer more than I or my friends ever will.

As an Israeli, it’s natural to me to support the military operation because when someone throws a rocket at my house, I’ll try to stop that man from doing so …

But then I hear the horror in Gaza, and I know that although I believe in my country, some of its actions–like the eternal blockade on Gaza in areas unrelated to security—aren’t justified.

Emotions led me to publicly support the military operation, but now other voices inside of me tell me that something is terribly wrong with us—Israelis and Palestinians. These are things that should not happen.

I ask you now, what do you think should happen? How can we, who met each other in order to come to understanding four or six years ago, keep our sanity and not lose the sense of hope that lead us to speak to one another?

Rama

As a Palestinian from Yarmouk Refugee Camp in Syria and now a refugee in another camp in Gaza, I am again forced to live in the middle of killing and fear.

I’ve been displaced twice so far this war and even the new location we moved to is not safe. I hate this daily fear of losing family members—with every explosion, I look around me to check on them one by one. I was in Shejaeya three days ago. You can’t imagine the massive devastation there. We had a life, a normal life. Now it’s gone. The peace that doesn’t bring me a normal life would never be a just peace. I’m trying to build a career, a future, but I’m not given the chance.

Jane

I am a teacher. I believe in the power of changing a child one at a time. I believe in Seeds as a power to educate and from this education will come a better world.

Maybe they won’t all be news people or politicians; maybe they will be in a classroom. It took John Wallach a long time to be in the right place to have the power to execute his passion as he moved from journalism to Seeds, and I think we are equipping many young adults to follow a similar path and to change their world.

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Lior

I want to share something personal. Throughout this war, in which over 2,000 Palestinians were killed—including nearly 500 children—and 70 Israelis, I have known that another way is possible.

Throughout this war, while my heart was with the citizens of the South and my friends who were drafted, my dearest friend has been a Gazan.

Through this war, we spoke several times a day. She told me about her sister, who sheltered for over six hours in a stairwell with her two children, ages 7 and 9, while heavy bombing shook her home.

She shared with me the lack of water and electricity, and the existential fear that you might be killed at any given moment.

This friendship between us in these difficult times is the proof that another way is possible and that there is hope. I don’t expect us all to become friends, but she is not ‘them’ and she should not be boycotted.

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Hamutal & Maysoon

We completed the Seeds of Peace facilitation course together last month. It was an intense experience, during which we had to face and accept not only “the other,” but mostly ourselves—our deepest conflicts, contradictions and frustrations. As the course ends, it seems as though everything we’ve learned is being thrown in our faces.

It’s hard to understand how we are at a point where we have started kidnapping and killing each other’s children. These terrible incidents evoked something new in our society. A dangerous, evil form of racism that lashes out in the heart of the society, that legitimizes violence. A sickening racism that spurs a young man to follow Maysoon in public, issuing threats and calling her a dirty Arab, after overhearing her speaking Arabic.

We’re scared. Scared to walk in the street, or take the bus. We’re even scared to stay in our homes. But more than anything we’re scared of what is happening to the society that we live in.

And now, a new war on Gaza. It feels like every few years, we go on another “operation” of massacre and destruction hidden behind a literary name provided by the government. We’re in an endless repetitive cycle, where every step of the governments is known in advance, people’s reactions are prewritten, the media’s reaction is known, the conversations we will have about the situation are tired. Citizens are all marionettes of our blind leaders, who have no vision and no compassion.

Alarms, missiles, the news, deaths, hatred, fear, anxiety, desperation. We’ve already seen what this madness looks like, and we’re all running straight into the same scenario, filled with hatred, as we create a new generation of Gaza youth who’ve lost everything and have nothing left to lose.

It’s hard to keep believing that there’s hope. It’s hard to avoid justifying the violence of one side or the other. For Palestinians, it’s easy to justify violence as resistance. It is the obvious relationship between the occupier and the occupied. It is a struggle, believing in non-violent ways to solve the conflict, believing in peace when everyone around you demands war. It is indeed a huge struggle.

But as Mahatma Gandhi said: “you must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is an ocean; if few drops are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.”

So today, we stand together, and refuse to surrender to fear. Refuse to surrender to the reality that our societies and our governments dictate. The ocean—the sane majority—has to step up and say there is another way. We have to gather all of our strength, to stand strong in front of our own fears, in front of the fears in our societies, in front of racism and violence, and find the courage to look at each other and see the hope, compassion, and love in the eyes of the other.

Hannah

Reading the news lately pains me more than it has in the past.

I’m not sure if it stems simply from a feeling of helplessness or from a feeling that something has changed—that the ability to create peace feels further away than it has in a long long time. And the kind of peace I’m talking about is one where both people’s needs for identity and security are acknowledged and their histories of being victimized are not ignored so that individual and national traumas can be acknowledged.

The level of hatred and loss of humanity—not only literally in the deaths but also in the way we talk about one another—shows a disregard for human life in a way I don’t remember seeing in some time. Whether it’s my Palestinian friends referring to Israelis as Nazis and wanting them to die or my American Jewish friends repeating over and over ‘why are Israelis not allowed to defend themselves like every other country?!’ and truly not understanding why that sounds crazy to some of us or whether it’s the images and the stories of the Palestinian PEOPLE who are suffering such physical and emotional violence and trauma, it seems that we’ve gotten so severely lost.

We are so far off the path of ever being able to see the person in front of us as a person, a human being, with goals and motivations and feelings and pain, that I worry we may never get back on to that path.

VOICES IN THE MEDIA

Peace Camp in US Unites Israeli, Palestinian Teens (July 29 | Associated Press) ››

Viewpoint from the West Bank: ‘We are all humans’ (August 26 | PBS) ››

Interview with Israeli Seed Lior Amihai (July 26 | Ha’aretz) ››

In US, fearful campers eye Middle East conflict (July 18 | Associated Press) ››

In Israel and Palestine, children imagine a world without war (July 16 | MSNBC) ››

Follow the Fellows: Hitting the highway to build bridges across difference

What would compel a left-leaning Asian-American from Hawaii working at IDEO in California to quit his job, drive across the United States, and live out of his Prius while inserting himself into communities where he might not belong, or even be welcome?

“I wanted to understand for myself firsthand why our country is so divided by actually talking to people,” said Scott, one of this year’s GATHER Fellows.

So far, Scott’s quest has taken him to the Rocky Mountains (Colorado, Wyoming, and Montana) and the Twin Cities (Minnesota), where he’s been since September. His plan is to head to North Carolina, then the Gulf Coast in Alabama, and finally spend time in Arizona, before he ends up back on the West Coast. But that could change; he’s been reading the proverbial road signs along the way and letting the journey dictate the destination.

That’s a lot of miles to put on a car. And even more, a tremendous amount of personal perspective to be challenged and transformed.

“So much of what we see in the media focuses just on our divisions, focuses just on the problems, on the doom and gloom,” he said. “I think it’s really important that we also share another narrative of how people are actually trying to solve the rifts that exist in our society.”

For Scott, the journey started out as a personal one.

“I was a closeted gay person until I was 20,” Scott shared. “I felt a lot of shame for who I was, and a lot of that shame came from messages and narratives that I heard from the religious community growing up.”

He was fortunate to have a supportive family, but he still felt immersed in the messages from some members of the faith community which made him feel like being gay “wasn’t right.” The wounds of the messaging he had absorbed throughout his life were so deep, that he had an internalized hatred toward people of faith. “I was basically parading around as this person who wanted to be really inclusive and love everyone, and at the same time, I was actively discriminating against people who were religious.”

Through hard conversations with a friend, he realized he needed to do his own healing by recognizing his biases and introducing more nuance into the way he sees people with a religious background. He began immersing himself into different spaces, meeting faith leaders, learning about what guides them spiritually. It was then that he began to work through his feelings and come to a place of connection and understanding.

The personal is political, and the climate in the United States leading up to the 2016 election and beyond has been fractious. Scott spoke of a Reuters/Ipsos poll indicating that one out of every six Americans has stopped talking to a friend, family or loved one because of the presidential election. Yet, he strongly believes there’s value when diverse perspectives come together to solve a problem.

“We need to be able to connect with our neighbors for our wellbeing and to strengthen our relationships and democratic institutions,” he said. “When an extreme weather event rips through a community, your neighbors are the people you’re going to rely on to make it through.”

Scott’s initial plan was to go from city to city, town to town, documenting his journey for various publications. But he realized it wasn’t sustainable. “I was living out of my car and moving constantly. I was not taking very good care of myself mentally or physically.”

He also realized he’d be more effective in getting to a place of understanding if he could spend time in each location, immersing himself in local communities and culture. He taps into his vast network to make connections in order to find people to speak and share experiences with.

His itinerary, which now has him rooted for about three months at a time, is both geographic and issue-based. Scott has spent time with folks who were gun advocates. He went on hunting trips, something he never thought he’d do in his life. He spoke for over an hour with one man, asking him questions about his relationship to guns, when he first fired one, and how his grandmother introduced him to gun culture. By the end of the conversation, the man thanked him for respectfully listening—“it feels like no one does that anymore,” he told Scott—and they discovered they actually had common ground, even though that wasn’t how the man had first presented.

“There’s a time and place for advocating,” Scott said, “but in this moment, I’m really trying to listen. I’m really just trying to understand.” One of the things he had never realized was that many hunters have a deep respect for the environment and maintaining habitats. “They’re environmentalists, though they might not describe themselves that way. It taught me that language really matters.”

In Minnesota, Scott is bringing a community of faith and LGBT leaders together. He is creating a short film documenting these conversations, hoping that this video will lead to a series of additional videos that each focus on a different issue at the root of the divides in the United States. This is forming the basis of his journey around the country.

“One way we’re going to tackle divides in our country is by exposing ourselves and others to counter-stereotypical information,” he said. “Using videos to present counter narratives that challenge the assumptions people have about others and bring more nuance into conversation leverages the power of storytelling.”

In North Carolina, Scott plans to explore the divide between rural and urban communities, something he’s been writing about for Grist magazine—where he’s a columnist. While in Alabama, he wants to explore and counter southern stereotypes, and was inspired by a friend from there, a climate change activist, who has worked to find common ground with her father, a pastor for a mega-church network in the south who is a climate denier (though in 2019 he has started to include clean water and reducing plastic use into his sermons). His final stop in Arizona will take him on a pilgrimage to study the history of Japanese internment camps and juxtapose that with how communities are dividing and bridging around the topic of immigrantion.

Philosophers tout the journey, rather than the end goal, as being the primary focus of any major undertaking. And while Scott is changing minds, and changing himself, in this process, he does have a larger goal: He wants to shift societal behaviors. He cites others who are doing similar work in a range of settings—like Living Room Conversations, Better Angels, and Millennial Action Project. “There are so many people who are working on bridging differences like I am, and I think we as a collective are all hoping for shared impact.”

If his work sounds familiar to those in the Seeds of Peace community, it’s not entirely a coincidence that he found his way into the GATHER Fellowship. Before leaving his job in California, Scott was creating an event called ‘Gather.’ While doing research, he came across the application for the Fellowship. “I was reading the copy and it was like, ‘Are you trying to make a project come alive, looking for community, looking for resources and support,’ and I was like ‘YES!'”

It also happens that he had been researching organizations that bridge differences and divisions and was intrigued by the Seeds of Peace Camp. “When I saw that the organization putting on GATHER was Seeds of Peace, I was like, “That’s so serendipitous.'”

Scott acknowledges that doing change work can be very lonely and difficult. He’s experienced moments on his trip where he’s wanted to give up, and doubted whether he could represent the issues in a way that’s productive. But through the Fellowship, he has been able to be vulnerable and seek support from his peers.

In addition to his listening tour and video series, Scott’s GATHER project also involves writing a book that details his journey, and designing a toolkit that includes practical tips for bridging differences. He believes building partnerships is key to this work, which is why he’s established many while on his journey with organizations like the Greater Good Science Center at U.C. Berkeley. Stories, skills, and science—Scott believes all three are important components to changing society.

“There are so many different kinds of people and perspectives out there,” Scott said, “and I don’t think we do justice living a life when we don’t get out there and feel all the things that are possible to feel, and meet with all the people that it is possible to connect with. The meaning of life is to break out of those boxes.”

You can follow Scott’s journey in real-time across the United States on Instagram.

This series highlights our 2019 GATHER Fellows. To learn more about the inspiring social change that Scott and our other Fellows are working towards, check out #FollowtheFellows on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.

Follow the Fellows: Making a play for gender equality

Could a board game change the world? If it helps players change their minds about the people and the world around them, then Tugba, a 2019 GATHER Fellow from Turkey, is already seeing the results.

Through her company, Learning Designs, she’s created over 60 games and training sessions that introduce skills, ideas, and lessons on everything from teamwork to children’s rights, intercultural learning, youth entrepreneurship, and active citizenship.

Surprisingly, Tugba didn’t play many board games growing up—she said it just wasn’t part of the culture in Turkey—but she did have a playful grandmother who taught her games from her own childhood. Even through a Skype call over an ocean, that ebullient nature shone through in Tugba: She’s quick to laugh, open hearted, and eager to connect.

Building relationships, along with a desire to make an impact, are, after all, what inspired her youthful aspirations of one day becoming mayor. And though she’s not working in government institutions today, in reality, she’s doing exactly what she always wanted to do: make a difference.

“We are creating many different games and trainings that touch people: refugees, young people, and adults,” she said. “I wanted to be mayor because I wanted to change my region and my city, but now I’m doing it for my country and even on an international scale.”

The games, which are often tailor made working with schools, businesses, and nonprofits who focus on a specific need—such as social inclusion for refugees—have been played by thousands of people in Europe and Latin America, but she applied to the GATHER Fellowship looking to further develop a project that’s based around an issue that hits close to home for Tugba: gender equality.

“Turkey ranks 130th (out of 149 countries) in gender equality,” Tugba said, citing a 2018 report by the World Economic Forum. “To overcome this problem, we have to change points of view and make gender issues a point for people to talk about.”

As a female business owner, it’s a topic rooted in personal experiences—when she started her company, she said that even her family still wondered if she could really pull it off, solely because of her gender. It’s these sort of societal barriers, the kind that would give even a supportive family pause or keep a young girl from reaching her full potential, that drive Tugba to change traditional mindsets around gender.

“Even if there are strong women or strong men, we still see that women are not really taking on responsibilities outside the home because their families, or society, is pushing them in that way,” she said. “I know that many of the girls are marrying very early because of this, or many of the girls are not going to school because of this, or not doing what they want to do at school because of this, so we have to change this mentality, this perception, then society will change.”

So how does a board game for 9- to 14-year olds teach this?

“Our first approach is not to teach, but to explore,” she said. Using a design thinking method, each game begins with research and the help of more than 100 volunteers around Turkey who try out the games.

Many of the games encourage players to discuss different topics with the help of prompts—for example, the gender equity game asks questions like, “What do you think of when you hear the word woman/man?” Then continues with questions that flip some of the more common gender stereotypes: “Name any of your boy friends who can cook well,” or, “name a girl friend who has leadership skills.”

“So we are making them think about and discuss gender issues, while they’re also learning about critical thinking and making consensus and working in a team,” she said. “This particular game has already been sent to about a hundred public schools in Turkey, so even when the curriculum doesn’t include gender equality, teachers now have a way to explore the topic through the game material.”

It’s all part of Tugba’s goals to combat stereotypes through dialogue and empathy, while also carrying out the “game-ification” of education, as she called it.

From as early as she can remember—kindergarten, in fact—when it came to the educational system, she’s always thought “there has to be a better way.”

“While things are improving, education in many parts of the world is like a cage for children, where you are not really motivated to learn,” she said. “Learning is the most amazing thing we can do throughout our lives, but while we are children very often it’s like an obligation.”

It was sometime after college, when she held a job running training courses for a European Union program, that she began to see how experiential learning (e.g., games, role playing, and simulations) could invigorate the learning process. If done well, even adults could shake out of their insecurities, and better learn—even enjoy!—a workplace training.

“I noticed that participants in these training courses were being more like themselves; they weren’t judging each other and were being more confident,” Tugba said. “So I started to wonder: How can we use those tools for education? Because education should not only be for cognitive information or knowledge, it should also be a skill, an attitude, an awareness and language. It should be compelling.”

While she hopes to extend the impact of the games’ by translating more of them to English and Arabic, she is resistant to any business strategies that would lessen the social impact of Learning Designs within Turkey. Relationships, Tugba said, are of the utmost importance to her: One way to strengthen connections and bring people together is through playing games, another is through the way she creates them.

“People have told me I should mass produce the games in China for cheap, but I’m producing everything in Turkey because I want to work with local people, social entrepreneurs, and women’s groups and support them,” she said. “My team is always thinking more about impact—how we will make change, how more people will benefit from it—than about profit.”

Success, she said, is not something she’s measuring in numbers, but in the changes she sees in her community, and in the kids playing their games. She described an instance when she was watching children playing a Learning Designs game in the street, and how one little boy refused to follow the game’s instructions to hold hands because it meant he would have to hold the hand of a little girl. About five minutes after being asked why he was refusing, he nonchalantly took the little girl’s hand.

“This is what we want. It’s not about giving them answers, but making them question themselves,” she said. “In many ways, children are more just than adults, and given the chance, I believe that children will find the right way.”

This series highlights our 2019 GATHER Fellows. To learn more about the inspiring social change that Tugba and our other Fellows are working towards, check out #FollowtheFellows on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.

Sowing seeds of peace in fertile ground
The Maine Times

Maine camp hosts Arabs and Israelis for frank talk, fun

BY KATHRYN SKELTON | The first words I heard when I entered Seeds of Peace camp in Otisfield came from one little boy calling another boy’s people terrorists. He meant it. You could tell. The frank speech was part of their daily facilitation regime, required of all campers at the month-long retreat. Usually, it’s done in groups of 10, but this morning was a little different. Half of the group was away being interviewed by People magazine.

Seeds of Peace is a basket of similar surprises, at one moment challenging Middle Eastern kids to work through the cultural and religious conflicts so present back home, and at the next signing them up for a spirited game of softball. The children, 161 of them from eight different countries, seem resilient enough for the challenge.

John Wallach founded Seeds of Peace six years ago with the goal of humanizing conflict and breaking cycles of violence. A New Yorker, Wallach was galvanized to act by the World Trade Center bombing. The camp has hosted teens from the divided Middle East, as well as such political enemies as Turks and Greeks, Bosnians and Serbs.

The international camp is held in rural Otisfield, a half hour west of Auburn, because it provides a back-to-the-basics setting, the way God intended, Wallach said. Indeed, the former Powhatan boys’ camp layout is simplicity itself, with raw wooden bunk houses and cabins in orderly lines along Pleasant Lake. A smooth dirt road cuts through the complex, rebuilt this spring by the National Guard after the winter ice storm.

Wet towels hung up in bunk houses, drying off from the latest lake dip, are one summer camp sight. Young teens run around, laughing and nagged at by counselors when they’re not where they’re supposed to be. The camp kitchen is loud with near riot-level noise, as the more outgoing campers take to the table tops to sing the camp song, to the hollers and whoops of others.

Twenty-two hundred kids applied this year, seeking the normalcy, fun and adventure only a month in the Maine woods could provide for them. They wrote essays in English on “Why I Want to Make Peace with the Enemy.” They were selected by their governments, making the process democratic by leaving their last names off the essays so as not to just select teens of the rich or politically powerful. Having governments select campers, Wallach said, forces their involvement in this mini-peace process. Unfortunately, it also lets them use the children as pawns in the game of war. After Israel bombed South Lebanon in 1994, Egypt threatened to pull out of camp. A few countries have told Wallach they may not participate next year. “They would like to use their kids to hurt the Israeli kids,” Wallach said. Since Seeds of Peace is one thing the Middle East governments can agree upon, it’s vulnerable to being manipulated.

Campers come from a variety of backgrounds, from living in refugee camps to traveling Europe with their families. To allow even the most disadvantaged kids the opportunity to participate, Wallach works all year to raise the $1.2 million needed to run Seeds of Peace. Parents are asked to make donations, but many are unable.

“Every one of these kids will impact other people,” Wallach says as he walks around camp covered in Seeds of Peace garb from head to toe, looking like a happy grandfather. “These are supposed to be the best and brightest,” he said, proudly adding that two campers have gone on to Harvard and another was just accepted at Georgetown.

Maine resident Tim Wilson serves as camp director, remaining largely behind the scenes. Wallach met Wilson when he served as camp director of Powhatan, which Wallach’s son attended. He said Wilson embodies the goals of camp, and believes his background as an African-American helps to bridge the gap with some of the campers. A former head of the state Energy Office, Wilson said his ultimate hope was for all of the kids to have peace in their homelands. “I just hope every time a kid walks through here he walks away with a sense of fairness and respect for human beings.”

The seeds have attracted a lot of media attention; in the first week this summer they had visits from People magazine, 60 Minutes and several Maine newspapers. No doubt that’s in part due to Wallach’s 30 years as a reporter and editor for the Hearst papers. He won a National Press Club award for his dispatches on the Iran-Contra scandal and has an easy relationship with visiting journalists. The teens love the attention, posing for cameras and asking in which papers they might appear. It’s these childish moments of clowning for attention—flashing toothy grins and mischievous eyes—that belie the campers’ war-town lives back home. Most of them look quite average, dressed in jeans and cotton shorts with sneakers or sandals. Everyone wears green camp T-shirts all the time, to promote unity. To that end, they are also supposed to speak English at all times, but bits of foreign languages are still heard.

College-age counselors wander among the campers, keeping the peace and performing typical summer camp duties. They sleep two to a bunk house at night with the kids and teach special activities, such as juggling and ping pong, during the day. They’re impressed with their young charges. “They’re not typical 15-year-olds, that’s for sure,” said counselor Matt Dineed of Gardiner. Neither he nor counselor Sandy Hartwinger of North Carolina had witnessed any real disputes between campers. “They try to be polite. They always go back and forth and check each other’s points,” said Hartwinger, whose ultimate Frisbee classes were canceled that day due to rain. Waterfront Director Larry Malm from Blue Hill vividly recalls accompanying an anxious group of Israeli campers to the pay phones last July, shortly after the bombing of a Jerusalem market place. Their calls home turned up no bad news, but they served as a reminder of camp’s fragile mission.

Facilitators, who have backgrounds ranging from law to theater, hold the most tumultuous jobs at camp. Their two-hour daily sessions with small groups of campers encourage the teenagers to directly address the troubles back home. That’s when it all comes out—anger over what’s happening in their countries, confusion over whose version of history is the right one and inner conflicts over supporting their homelands or expressing their independent views. Their knowledge of history is unmatched by most American teens. They spout dates and recount war stories with the conviction of one who has heard them since birth. In one group, the kids sit in a circle of wooden benches, paired off with a partner, describing the last time they had to defend their country. A young man named Ali tells the group, “There’s nothing to defend because we’re not into any conflicts right now;” another boy quips, “What a boring country.” One young Palestinian is asked by a fellow camper to show her Palestine on a map. The pair talks at and around each other, using history to defend their points. Facilitator Janis Astor del Balle kneels beside them, supporting them as they both clarify and tackle the issue. “If all they’re doing is spouting positions, there’s no movement,” she comments later.

A bull horn ends the session, as it ends everything else in camp. The kids have a giddy group hug, eager to get on to the fun and games.

“You have to understand, these kids have been conditioned since birth to believe certain things about the other side,” said facilitator Cindy Cohen after observing the morning session. “They’re fed the adult perception of the other side.”

The rest of the day’s menu is filled with swimming, tennis, juggling, street hockey, art and other electives, as well as an afternoon group game. Campers also learn how to use e-mail to keep in touch after camp ends. At lunch time, an anxious line forms at the pay phone, as the kids, with phone cards in hand, get ready to call home. “I tell them I’m happy here because everything is very nice: reporters, teachers, counselors,” said Mosab Qashou from Palestine. He’s a quirky little boy, with sunglasses balanced atop his small head. He never stops moving, either his mouth or his body, much to the annoyance of a few peers. That morning he played a trust game with Liron Ashash from Israel, who was now also waiting patiently by the phone. “We’re neighbors but we don’t get along so well,” Ashash explains. She has long black hair and huge brown eyes. She proudly says she’s 15-and-a-half years old and gently flirts with camper Gil Messing, who traveled with her from Israel. He came to camp with a serious task—seeking redemption through peace for his people. “I believe peace is not made between leaders, peace is made between peoples,” said Messing. “I think my people, after a lot of war and casualties, we deserve peace.”

Each of the teens travels with at least one escort from their country. During the week the delegation meets with their kids once officially, and spends the rest of the time at workshops and events, such as a lecture on American history at the University of Southern Maine.

Escorts are perceived by camp staff as harder to reach with the message of peace, passing their skepticism on to the children. The view is not shared by all, however. “From day one we were all friends, sitting at the same table,” said Nora Krara, an escort for Egypt’s 13 campers. Krara is using vacation time from work to make the trip. “I think it is really fruitful watching the change in the kids’ minds,” she said. “If half of this happened in the Middle East, it would be perfect.”

Gov. Angus King stopped at the camp during this first week. He told the kids they were in the unique position of being able to bring peace to their home countries, and told them to be brave when they returned home. Sen. Richard Bennett, who accompanied King, said he was proud of Maine politics because it had the one element the kids’ governments were looking for—respect. “It’s really a hallmark of what makes Maine special from a governmental point of view,” he said. He left the group with a quote from Margaret Mead, whom many of the campers seemed to recognize: “Never doubt the ability of a small, committed group of people to change the world. In fact, it’s the only thing that ever has.”

Follow the Fellows: Creating stories, building community

“Storytelling is the glue that keeps everything together.” Wael, a 1993 Egyptian Seed and 2019 GATHER Fellow, sees stories everywhere.

From newspaper articles, to TV commercials, to religious texts, Wael considers stories to be a defining element of the human experience. “Entire societies and civilizations come and go based on stories and the telling, retelling, re-adapting, and revising of them,” he explained.

Wael has always been a storyteller. Born and raised in Cairo, Wael’s mother was a painter and researcher and his father co-owned a sound stage, so he grew up surrounded by—and with a deep appreciation for—the arts. Before becoming a filmmaker, he was a self-described “theater kid,” a marketing professional, and a comedy club ticket salesman—all of which, in one way or another, developed his storytelling skills.

Currently, as a project-based media professional, Wael produces content ranging from documentaries, commercials, and branded content for the corporate and NGO world. He also spends part of the year as the director of the Cairo chapter of the Shnit International short film festival.

Wael has never had a desk job. Moving around and meeting new people is a core component of his work. During his travels, Wael was regularly struck by Egypt’s ethnic, cultural, and religious diversity and saddened that this diversity was often suppressed rather than channeled into collective progress.

Seeing a clear connection between storytelling and societal change, Wael founded Story Lab, an initiative that builds connections among diverse or conflicting groups through collaborative storytelling workshops.

Consensus, according to Wael, was somewhat easier to build in ancient times because narratives were built around the campfires of civilization. Simply put, Wael is “trying to bring everybody back to the warmth of that campfire.” He is committed to strengthening communal expression so that it can, once again, be used as a tool for connection, collaboration, and change.

Ranging from creative writing, to photography and filmmaking, these workshops bring together diverse groups of Egyptian people—particularly people that otherwise wouldn’t be able to afford arts programming. Story Lab was built to be responsive to the needs of communities across Egypt, so each workshop serves a different group of people. A photography workshop in Cairo, for example, worked with elementary school children, while a creative writing workshop in Aswan served adult members of the Southern and Nubian communities. A team of freelance creative professionals works with Wael to facilitate the workshops, and Wael himself is an instructor for Story Lab’s filmmaking workshops.

Story Lab works with local partners wherever it goes—from schools, to local government councils, to village elders. Especially in more conservative or rural parts of the country, Wael emphasizes the importance of community members to help facilitate connection and cooperation.

“We access these communities essentially as outsiders and as foreigners,” Wael explained, “there’s a certain cultural distrust. We are often viewed as city-folk, so we try to settle this suspicion by engaging directly with their people, their traditions, and even their cuisine.”

Each Story Lab workshop is structured around a group project. On the first day of any workshop, the brainstorming and bonding process begins with playing games. These games are meant to solicit opinions, tastes, and preferences from all of the participants. Through these games, Wael said, “very quickly the group realizes how much of a common ground they often share.”

Story Lab intentionally engineers groups that otherwise may have never had the chance to sit in the same room—at least not in an egalitarian way. An upcoming workshop in Alexandria, for example, will include a Syrian refugee who was working in a shawarma shop in Alexandria, as well as patrons at his shop.

“They’ve probably never talked about anything in their lives except what they want in their shawarma,” Wael reflected, “this is the kind of dynamic that we’re always trying to transform.”

Story Lab helps people find agency within, and ownership over, their stories. This focus on individual and collective ownership, indeed, is the secret to Story Lab’s success: “Participants are always connected to what they’re learning because it’s theirs,” Wael explained.

In fact, Story Lab’s focus on building connections between conflict groups can be traced back to Wael’s experience as one of the first campers during Seeds of Peace’s inaugural year, in 1993. Wael’s connection to Seeds of Peace is ever-evolving. As he reflected, “Seeds of Peace, for me, is an experience you unpack over decades, not months or years.”

Wael’s time at Camp ended with the signing of the Oslo Accords at the White House. He explained that this “honeymoon period,” however, was shattered two years later with Yitzhak Rabin’s assassination. Wael became deeply disillusioned as a result. He remembers thinking: “If what it takes for us to actually have peace is for both peoples to be airlifted to Camp in Maine, then forget it. Peace is unattainable.”

Years later, though, after living in New York and making Jewish-American friends, Wael was able to disconnect his Seeds of Peace experience from political events.

“Politics tends to color things with the wrong colors … it’s the wrong brush altogether,” he said.

“Seeds wasn’t built on what I see on TV or what my family or society tells me,” he reflected. “It was an actual experience that I could go back to. I could go back and remember those bunkmates from Israel, from Palestine.”

Wael explained how personal connections, like those fostered through Story Lab and Seeds of Peace, cultivate tolerance. He acknowledged that tolerance can be acquired intellectually, but, as his experience illustrates, tolerance is often more intense and enduring when it’s emotionally-based.

Wael applied for the GATHER Fellowship in part to expand upon his Seeds of Peace experience as well as to “cross borders with my work and my thinking.” The GATHER Fellows, Wael explains, are “completely diverse with divergent skill sets. But we all need each other’s skills in a way, although we don’t do exactly what the other does.”

This collaboration and celebration of difference that Wael finds in GATHER and fosters in Story Lab brings meaning and purpose to his life. He wants to take the world a step beyond coexistence.

“Coexistence to me, in 2019, sounds cold. I coexist with the people in my building, but we don’t know each other. We don’t have these warm, neighborly relations. We don’t share a story,” Wael reflected. “And that’s what I’m trying to do, I’m trying to take the world into that warmth, that warmth of community and collaboration.”

This series highlights our 2019 GATHER Fellows. To learn more about the inspiring social change that Wael and our other Fellows are working towards, check out #FollowtheFellows on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.

Follow the Fellows: Finding a path for peace where food and conflict meet

Nas talks fast because his brain moves fast. He can take you deep into the trenches of a subject without you realizing you were ever standing at the edge of a new topic, and he’s constantly in motion.

This is likely one of the reasons why the New York City-based Palestinian entrepreneur has already seen more of his ideas come to fruition than most of us could dream of in a lifetime. To name a few, he’s been a part of producing an award-winning film, opening a restaurant, running a series of pop-up dinners benefiting refugees, co-founding the food experience start-up Komeeda, advising a kitchen incubator in Turkey that trains refugees to build food businesses, hosting a New York City festival of refugee food and art, and, at the time of writing this article, he was in Morocco on a gastrodiplomacy mission to introduce American halal beef and poultry to a new part of the world.

Now, as a 2019 GATHER Fellow, he’s using his experience in gastrodiplomacy and storytelling to help lift refugees out of poverty, and at the same time, coming full circle on his own story of conflict and loss of community.

For Nas, much like the refugees he works with, you have to take the time, be willing to peel back the layers, to even begin to see the whole picture.

A WINDING PATH FORWARD

Nas was just a child the first time he realized that food could be much more than fuel for the body.

“I can tell you all the cliché things, like food brings us together, the way to the heart is through the belly,” said Nas. “And they’re all true, but it’s also one of the cheapest things to weaponize.”

Growing up in a small farming village in the West Bank, Nas saw his family’s future, and past, turn into ashes, as their olive trees were burned one by one to make room for the expansion of the nearby Shilo settlement.

“Those trees had been planted by my grandmother’s grandfather,” he said. “She cried harder for those olive trees than when her husband died.”

His family did not have much money, but with a keen sense of a good opportunity when he sees one, Nas found a way to make cash fast at the age of 13: traveling to Jerusalem to buy adult videos that he would then sell at a markup in his village.

It sounds like the kind of side hustle a cheeky teenager in a movie might come up with—but it came with serious consequences. A few of his clients were caught stealing money from a charity donation box, and soon a trail was traced back to Nas for what they had used the money to buy.

As punishment, his father pulled him out of the nearby private school run by American Quakers and for a year sent him to the village school, which he said, to put it mildly, was vastly academically inferior to the Quaker school.

Seemingly overnight, he went from being one of the most popular kids in the village to becoming a social pariah. The only person who would talk to him was a boy from the poorest family in the village who was also shunned because his grandfather had been an Israeli military sympathizer.

With the sudden ostracization, Nas went into a deep depression, and was eventually diagnosed as bipolar. During that time he also developed vitiligo, a condition sometimes triggered by extreme stress in which pigment is lost from areas of the skin.

The two-tone patches on his face are a permanent reminder of the trauma he experienced in his formative years, and yet, he says it gave him an important insight that aides him today: to see how quickly others are to judge a person for their current situation in life without bothering to learn the full story.

“It allowed me to understand that you have to talk to and engage with people,” he said. “It is so important for us to look beyond what we see in front of us.”

It was a lesson that would serve him well years later, working in kitchens among other immigrants and navigating the metropolis of New York City, where he moved to in 2001.

After a few years of working sales jobs, he enrolled in Baruch College with the goal of becoming an investment banker. Unfortunately, he graduated just as the economy was beginning to bottom out, and he couldn’t find a job in finance.

Instead, he began waiting tables at a chain of barbecue restaurants in the Bronx, Brooklyn, and Queens. As he recalls, it was an extremely difficult time—he was embarrassed that he was still waiting tables while his friends were starting companies, buying apartments, and moving on with their lives.

“I felt like a failure, and I was really, really depressed. So at 30, for the first time, I went to therapy.”

It was a major turning point for Nas, one that would finally allow him to stop comparing himself to his friends and set his own future in motion.

“I decided to take ownership of waiting tables and see how that works,” he said. “Eventually, I became the best seller of wine, one of the best cooks on the line, you name it.”

In the back of those barbecue kitchens and many more after, he would hear the stories of immigrants from Mexico struggling to make a livable wage, see how a decision as small as the source of the mint garnishes for your lemonade can make all the difference to one farmer, and learn pride in serving the food of his homeland.

And it was while working at the immensely popular Lebanese restaurant ilili that Nas was eventually asked to open his own restaurant, where he began hosting special dinners to tell the stories of the Palestinian diaspora in South America. He received a call from a friend at the United Nations asking if he could help out Lutfi, a newly arrived Syrian refugee who had faced discrimination among his community for being gay.

Nas decided to adapt the dinner series to allow Lutfi to tell his own story for two evenings. Lufti had never cooked a large meal, but it didn’t matter. The dinners sold out, and soon, the Displaced Kitchens series began in collaboration with his startup, Komeeda.

They were immensely popular and went on to help many more refugees find a new way in a new land—some landed full-time jobs, others found apartments, but the point is to help others see there is more to the picture when it comes to refugees, and for the refugees to become self-sustained. Of all his projects, Nas said that these small victories are what make him most proud.

“If I can help you feed yourself and earn a living, it’s a success,” he said.

COMING FULL CIRCLE

There are many projects on Nas’s mind at any time—including making Komeeda into “the Airbnb of food experiences,” the gastrodiplomacy project for the U.S. government, a book, a television show, and setting up kitchen incubators for refugees in Sweden and Yemen.

But no matter where he is, or how much time passes, the conflicts of Nas’s youth—between Israelis and Palestinians, and the competing chemicals in his brain—seep into everything he does: his work, his motivations, his relationships, “everything.” “Every single thing, relates to the conflict,” he said.

And for Nas, that’s part of why he needed Seeds of Peace, an organization that, as a Palestinian youth growing up amid conflict, he once considered an agent of Normalization. It wasn’t so much the prestige of a fellowship, networking, or the entrepreneurial development that led him to apply to GATHER, but rather, a need to see a vision of the world in which he’d like to live, and immerse himself further in a community of changemakers working to make it a reality.

“Seeds of Peace allows me to find some healing and support for the conflict—to understand and work with what I assumed for a long time was the enemy,” he said. “I care about the actual mission of Seeds of Peace, for the future. That’s more important to me.”

He sees his purpose today to carry on the mission of humanitarian minded chefs like José Andrés and Anthony Bourdain. And though one meal is not going to solve the world’s problems, it can be a gateway to starting a conversation that might not have happened otherwise.

“I care about bringing stories to life and talking about difficult subjects through food,” he said. “How do I sit down and talk with you about solutions to the conflict in the Middle East? Let’s start through hummus and falafel.”

This series highlights our 2019 GATHER Fellows. To learn more about the inspiring social change that Nas and our other Fellows are working towards, check out #FollowtheFellows on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.

Otisfield couple recalls camper
Lewiston Sun Journal

BY GAIL GERAGHTY | OTISFIELD It’s been almost two months since 17-year-old Asel Asleh, one of the original graduates of the Seeds of Peace camp, was killed in upper Galilee in a clash with Israeli soldiers.

A black banner is wrapped around the big boulder at the entrance to the camp, put there by maintenance supervisor Glen Pastore of Otisfield and his wife, Ann, head of housekeeping.

“When the snow starts flying, I’ll probably take it off, but I’ll want to (check with) other people first,” he said.

Pastore and his wife, who is also town clerk, said Tuesday that they wanted to do something to reach out to former campers to show them there are people in Maine who care.

“They say our alumni are hanging tough and keeping their noses clean,” Glen Pastore said, as the latest cycle of violence between Israelis and Palestinians continues and the death toll rises.

But the Pastores know it can’t be easy for the 1,200 Israeli and Arab graduates of the camp who are in the Middle East. The Web site of the Seeds of Peace organization indicates that questions remain about the circumstances surrounding the death of Asel, an Israeli-Arab, who was wearing his bright green Seeds of Peace T-shirt when an Israeli soldier shot him in the neck.

“I see kids all summer with those T-shirts. You get quite attached to them,” said Ann Pastore. When she found out Asel’s family buried him wearing one of the shirts, “that’s what really struck home with me.”

“It’s more than a job,” Ann Pastore said of she and her husband’s roles at the camp. “It’s a way of life for us.”

Camp Director Tim Wilson of Portland said it’s the “what ifs” about Asel’s death that hurt the most. A high school senior, Asel planned to attend the Technion in Haifa, Israel, to study computers and engineering.

“When any young person dies, it hurts. Who they are and who they’ll become you’ll never know,” Wilson said.

Wilson described Asel, who was among the 18 percent of Israeli citizens of Arabian descent, as “a very unique man. The kind of leader you’d hope for. He stretched across boundaries.”

And he had a great sense of humor, too. “My granddaughter, she’s just a little kid, but she remembered Asel,” he said. When she found out he was dead, she said, “‘Asel used to make me laugh.’”

“How do you explain to people who are younger than today’s campers why people are being so mean to each other?” he added.

A Seeds of Peace camper who has seen the current violence up close recently visited Wilson. “He said, ‘Tim, you wouldn’t believe it. It’s everything that we all fight against. People just don’t want to give up anything,’” Wilson recalled.

When the camp on Pleasant Lake opened in 1993, Wilson said, there was renewed promise of achieving peace in the Middle East. “Then, you had a different kind of kid coming with hope in their eyes.”

Now, as Israelis and Palestinians become even more polarized, he said, “You’re going to have kids coming who’ve been in the eye of the storm. The things that we bridged before, it’s going to be tougher. There’s more things to understand.”

Fit for the movies: 42 Indo-Pak filmmakers create 8 short cross-border films

They came together across borders and often-unreliable internet service, through artistic differences, countless Zoom meetings, delays, and cancellations wrought by a global pandemic.

And in July, the 42 emerging filmmakers from India and Pakistan finally came together to celebrate the eight short films they had created as part of the first ever Kitnay Duur Kitnay Paas—an initiative sponsored by the U.S. Department of State and implemented by Seeds of Peace.

“It was definitely one of the most beautiful moments of my life,” Haya Fatima Iqbal, one of the program’s three mentors, said of seeing the participants finally meet in person in Dubai for the film screenings, dialogue, and workshops.

The program was conceived by John Rhatigan, Cultural Affairs Officer at the U.S. Consulate in Karachi, with the goal of promoting peaceful connections between India and Pakistan by bringing together young visual storytellers to create short films.

“While the cultures of India and Pakistan are deeply connected, opportunities for people of both countries to interact can be limited,” Rhatigan said. “Programs like this one build greater connection and understanding.”

Beginning in October 2020, the call for emerging filmmakers ages 21-35 attracted hundreds of applicants with stories to tell. The final selected participants—21 from India and 21 from Pakistan—were brought together virtually for the first time in April 2021, where they were able to refine and build on their ideas, stories, and skills with the guidance of experienced filmmakers who served as mentors on the project: Haya Fatima Iqbal, an Academy-Award winning filmmaker from Pakistan; Sankalp Meshram, a five-time National Award-winning filmmaker and educator from India; and Marcus Goldbas, a 2007 American Seed, filmmaker, and educator at the University of Virginia.

The 42 participants were then divided into eight cross-border teams and tasked with pitching story ideas that had two primary criteria: They had to be filmed on both sides of the border and have themes of universal friendship between the two countries. The mentors selected one topic for each team, and over the next few months, the filmmakers finalized their stories and began to bring them to life.

The project’s name, which translates to “So Far, So Close,” in both Hindi and Urdu, captured the feeling described by many of the participants.

“I had never interacted with anybody from Pakistan, let alone for a creative project like this so that was also a very unique experience for us and just a huge learning curve,” said Akshaya, an Indian filmmaker whose team created “When Jay Met Ammar.”

Often drawing from their own lives and communities, the filmmakers created narratives and documentaries that take viewers across well-known and unexpected corners of India and Pakistan. Along the way, they often weave together the past and present, depicting aspects of people’s lives touched by the interconnectedness—and divisions—of the two countries.

They include films like “Nani,” in which a boy in Pakistan tries to help his grandmother fulfill her final wish by taking her to a Pakistani town that looks so identical to her childhood village in India that she is at last satisfied. And “Eik Tha Kabootar,” which explores fears surrounding the border through the true, and often humorous, story of a Pakistani pigeon keeper who names his birds after Bollywood stars.

They show two brothers split across the border; a Kakar Muslim man waiting for his Hindu neighbors to return; a family treasure divided by countries. They show the dreams of storytelling from small rural towns, and the reconnection of lost family and friends.

While the films explored diverse lives across the border as well as within India and Pakistan, at the same time, many of the characters find that they are more similar than different, more connected than they believed.

It was a lesson not lost on the filmmakers themselves.

“We need to support the people that are different from us, rather than constantly fighting, making everything a single kind of color, trying to make a nation a homogenous nation,” said Priya, one of the Indian filmmakers behind “Small Time Cinema.”

The film project is the latest in Seeds of Peace’s long history of working with and through art to connect people and create pathways to peace.

“The film project is exciting for many reasons, but most especially because it bridges proven people-to-people methodologies with powerful new technologies that have the ability to motivate and move the masses,” said Joshua Thomas, executive director of Seeds of Peace. “Here, participants were able to not only share their stories with people they may have otherwise never met, but to also create new stories that can reach hundreds of thousands of people, and that can open eyes to the past, and change minds about what the future can be.”

While the films don’t show the late nights, last-minute set changes, and creative problem solving of the teams, they serve as records of the collaboration, openness, and commitment of each of the filmmakers. Each team faced tremendous challenges, and in the end, created something better because of it.

“If left to themselves, people can find a way to interact with each other, to communicate with each other, and to like and love each other,” said Sankalp. “The success of KDKP shows that if you create such platforms where people can interact, if you let people talk to each other, if you bring people closer together, magic will happen.”

The films debuted June 22 with simultaneous screening events in India and Pakistan, and have since been viewed thousands of times each on YouTube and as part of film festivals and cultural screenings in South Asia. They are available to view on the Seeds of Peace YouTube channel through September 1, after which they will be available to view through film festival websites. Learn more about the participants and the project at kitnayduurkitnaypaas.com.