The wedding I missed last Friday
I couldn’t go to a wedding celebration this past Friday afternoon. Hubby and I were invited to a museum opening that morning because he had done the artsy drywall work for the exhibition and that took hours away from my leisure activities that day.
The wedding I was invited to was for someone I don’t know. In fact lots of people were invited to this wedding. Maybe it wasn’t the wedding itself that we were invited to – it was called a Zaffa – accompanying the bridegroom. But it seemed joyous nonetheless. I love weddings.
And why would I want to go to a stranger’s Zaffa? Because the inhabitants of the villages south of Bethlehem were trying to resist the construction of the separation barrier on their lands. And as a peaceful demonstration, there was going to be a wedding on the planned path of the separation barrier, which would cut off the villagers from 700 dunams of agricultural land that they own.
I don’t know how many Jewish Israelis went because I wasn’t there and I can’t seem to find any info about it yet. But I would think that on this beautiful warm Friday, there could have been at least 100. We were told to bring musical instruments if we own them. I don’t own any. But I would have brought my belly dance scarves to wave them around to the rhythm of the darbukas had I gone.
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That’s so great. Next time you get invited to something similar take your video! These sorts of events are inspiring and hopeful.