{"id":1630,"date":"2006-03-16T09:51:07","date_gmt":"2006-03-16T07:51:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.anjameulenbelt.nl\/weblog\/2006\/03\/13\/in-memoriam-rachel-corrie\/"},"modified":"2006-03-16T09:52:51","modified_gmt":"2006-03-16T07:52:51","slug":"in-memoriam-rachel-corrie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.anjameulenbelt.nl\/weblog\/2006\/03\/16\/in-memoriam-rachel-corrie\/","title":{"rendered":"In memoriam: Rachel Corrie"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img src='https:\/\/www.anjameulenbelt.nl\/weblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/images\/Rachel_01.jpg' alt='' \/> <\/p>\n<p>\u00b4We have got to understand that they dream our dreams and we dream theirs.<br \/>\nWe have got to understand that they are us. We are them\u00b4.<br \/>\n<!--more--><br \/>\nDit zijn de woorden van Rachel Corrie toen ze tien jaar oud was. Haar leven eindigde toen ze drie en twintig was. Het is vandaag drie jaar geleden dat Rachel Corrie in Rafah werd gedood door een Israelische bulldozer. Ze maakte deel uit van een groep idealistische jonge mensen die naar Palestina gingen om de bevolking te helpen zich te weer te stellen tegen de afbraak van hun huizen. <\/p>\n<p>Vandaag worden op vele plaatsen in de wereld in huiskamers en theaters de woorden die Rachel Corrie naliet uitgesproken, haar gedichten, de emails die ze naar vrienden en familie stuurde uit Rafah. In New York is geprobeerd een voorstelling over haar tegen te houden. Zoals zo vaak geprobeerd wordt mensen die voor de rechten van Palestijnen opkomen de mond te snoeren. Ga naar de website, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.rachelswords.org\/\">www.rachelswords.org <\/a>en lees mee. <\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m here for other children.<br \/>\nI\u2019m here because I care.<br \/>\nI\u2019m here because children everywhere are suffering and because forty thousand people die each day from hunger.<br \/>\nI\u2019m here because those people are mostly children.<br \/>\nWe have got to understand that the poor are all around us and we are ignoring them.<br \/>\nWe have got to understand that these deaths are preventable.<br \/>\nWe have got to understand that people in third world countries think and care and smile and cry just like us.<br \/>\nWe have got to understand that they dream our dreams and we dream theirs.<br \/>\nWe have got to understand that they are us. We are them.<br \/>\nMy dream is to stop hunger by the year 2000.<br \/>\nMy dream is to give the poor a chance.<br \/>\nMy dream is to save the 40,000 people who die each day.<br \/>\nMy dream can and will come true if we all look into the future and see the light that shines there.<br \/>\nIf we ignore hunger, that light will go out.<br \/>\nIf we all help and work together, it will grow and burn free with the potential of tomorrow.<\/p>\n<p>\u2013 Rachel Corrie, aged ten, recorded at her school\u2019s Fifth Grade Press Conference on World Hunger<\/p>\n<p><strong>Leaving Olympia<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>We are all born and someday we\u2019ll all die. Most likely to some degree alone.<\/p>\n<p>What if our aloneness isn\u2019t a tragedy? What if our aloneness is what allows us to speak the truth without being afraid? What if our aloneness is what allows us to adventure \u2013 to experience the world as a dynamic presence \u2013 as a changeable, interactive thing?<\/p>\n<p>If I lived in Bosnia or Rwanda or who knows where else, needless death wouldn\u2019t be a distant symbol to me, it wouldn\u2019t be a metaphor, it would be a reality.<\/p>\n<p>And I have no right to this metaphor. But I use it to console myself. To give a fraction of meaning to something enormous and needless.<\/p>\n<p>This realization. This realization that I will live my life in this world where I have privileges.<\/p>\n<p>I can\u2019t cool boiling waters in Russia. I can\u2019t be Picasso. I can\u2019t be Jesus. I can\u2019t save the planet single-handedly.<\/p>\n<p>I can wash dishes.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00b4We have got to understand that they dream our dreams and we dream theirs. We have got to understand that they are us. 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