Hazem Qumsiyeh was a professor of physics, sciences and as Mazin says, a teacher about "life". In the past, he knew arrest and imprisonment by the Israelis for the crime of supporting his own people. He was a faithful father, husband, strong supporter of Palestinian human rights, community organizer and a "gentle spirit" - a friend to wildlife. He served them all in many important ways - ways that don't make it to the pages of international news. So we remember Hazem and his family, loved ones and friends at this time. We also invite you as a reader to send your condolences to Mazin which he in turn, can pass on to Hazem's family.
They bloom
And then we look
And then they fall
And then we look
And then they fall
-Basho
- Axis of Logic Editors
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After I left the West Bank via Jordan, we heard the devastating news that my brother-in-law Hazem had passed away. I knew Hazem was very sick and had visited him both the day before I left and on the morning I left. But even though expected, it is always a shock to lose a loved one especially one with the stature of this great man. Many who attended his funeral said it was the largest they have ever seen in Beit Sahour. Well over 1000 people attended on very short notice from around the West Bank. Khalil Gibran reminded us that love and pain are inseparable and my late grandfather had always reminded us that life’s secret is that it mixes hardships with love.
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After I left the West Bank via Jordan, we heard the devastating news that my brother-in-law Hazem had passed away. I knew Hazem was very sick and had visited him both the day before I left and on the morning I left. But even though expected, it is always a shock to lose a loved one especially one with the stature of this great man. Many who attended his funeral said it was the largest they have ever seen in Beit Sahour. Well over 1000 people attended on very short notice from around the West Bank. Khalil Gibran reminded us that love and pain are inseparable and my late grandfather had always reminded us that life’s secret is that it mixes hardships with love.
Hazem finished high school in Palestine and his bachelor degree in Physics in Iraq where he was an activist for Palestine. He returned to Palestine to teach and start a family. My sister fell in love with this politically active young guy and I remember a wedding with great joy and hope. My parents and his mother were thrilled with the young family. Hazem taught (physics and sciences but also life) and coached (in football/soccer) becoming loved by young people in the area. He also became well known in the community as a gentle spirit with a knack for solving any problem no matter how complicated. Under occupation, Palestinians had to deal with problems informally and via mediation and Hazem was an expert mediator. For being influential and simply a good teacher and community organizer, Hazem was arrested and jailed by the Israeli occupation forces including in administrative detention (6 months stints without trial or seeing a lawyer). My sister had to suffer raising the children with the father away.
Laith was the first born male and Hazem became known as Abu Laith and my sister Suhair as Um Laith (a traditional way of honoring parents in our society). In the early 1990s I helped the young family travel to visit us and tour in the US. The youngest Louay learned to walk in Chattanooga, Tennessee. Laith, Lina, Lama, and Luai had fun with my son and with visiting places like Disney world and the space center in Florida.
Hazem rose in stature and was elected President of the local youth club, president of the teachers’ union (and later its International liaison director), and chairman of the board of the Palestine Wildlife Society. Before the Oslo accords, he worked behind the scenes as a Fatah political leader in the Bethlehem district and after the movement came above ground in 1994 was recognized publicly as one of its key members (and the highest ranking one in the Bethlehem district). He was most recently elected a member of the revolutionary council of Fatah.
I visited with him for long hours when I returned to Palestine every summer and occasionally when he represented Palestine at teachers’ conferences in the US. After I returned to Palestine on a permanent basis, I spent even more time with my sister’s family and talking to Hazem. I would ask his opinion and seek his advice on various areas. Hazem always had very insightful things to say about life, about politics, about dealing with people etc. He was a partisan Fatah member and leader and was very outspoken in defense of policies of his party. Yet, I did hear him criticize even his idol Yasser Arafat for some policies (e.g. his support of both negotiations and armed struggle). He never shied from being brutally honest even about the state of our own people. He told me and others on more than one occasion that Fatah was the largest Palestinian faction and as such it gathered large numbers of Palestinians, the best and the worst of our people. He recognized there was corruption in Palestine but stated that this was far worse in Israel and also in other parties than in Fatah (and that the only reason it is more visible with Fatah is its sheer size). Hazem, like others who paid a heavy price for challenging Israel, believed that different times and geopolitical structures demand different responses. As an independent, I occasionally disagreed with his analysis of the status of the world geopolitics or of local issues. But I always respected his insights driven by over 35 years of experience in Palestinian affairs and did find far more things we agree on than the things on which we disagreed.
On a personal level, I always felt that Hazem was the ideal father, husband, friend, mentor, teacher, and more. Being around him and his lovely family always inspired me for how loving and kind he was. He had no pretentions. He was truly a person comfortable in his own skin and in his role and mission in life. He fought his last battle with a terminal form of esophageal cancer with courage and poise. While the cancer conquered his body, it never conquered his spirit. His spirit will always be among us. We will dearly miss him. Not an eye was left dry at his funeral. To my sister, my nieces and nephews, and their large and extended lovely family, my sincerest condolences. Rest in peace my friend Abu Laith, you will never be forgotten.
Mazin Qumsiyeh, PhD,
A Bedouin in Cyberspace, a villager at home
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Postscript: Today as I was giving talks and engaging in conversations at NATO defense college in Rome, I was feeling very homesick not only for being away from my family in this difficult period but away from my friends and fellow activists in the demonstrations held every Friday in numerous locations throughout Palestine (and that have become for us a weekly routine hard to miss). In Ni’lin, large tracks of olive grove fields were burnt as Israeli forces fired tear gas and stun grenades that set the fields ablaze. In Bilin near Ramallah, Wad Rahhal and Al-Ma’sara near Bethlehem, and other places, demonstrators demanded Israel end its occupation practices including the most recent Israeli government decisions to demolish more homes in Jerusalem and to expel Palestinians from the city. Also yesterday, Israeli occupation forces beat a 12 year Old boy (Ubeidiya Amer) in Jerusalem and broke both his arms. Alas, La Lucha ContinuaMy schedule for the remainder of the visit in Europe.
Mazin Qumsiyeh, PhD
http://qumsiyeh.org