— | Profile ofa _ woman freedom fighter FIRST OF TWO PARTS An interview by Kerry McCuaig I met Mai in October at a conference in Budapest, Hungary. It’s hard to picture this beautiful woman toting a gun, but she has. For most of her life she has | fought to regain her homeland, for justice for her People, as a member of the Palestine Liberation Organization. Before agreeing to this interview Mai asked that only her first name be used, that no pictures be taken. There have been too many cases of Palestinians agreeing to speak with the foreign press, only to find their words used against them, when captured and interrogated. She tells me: ‘I have often thought of writing this myself, because mine is almost the story of every Palestinian woman’. * * * I was born in Gaza. My parents met in the revolution, fighting against the British mandate. My father had been condemned to death as a young man for his activities, but his father, a judge, managed to save him at the last Moment. My mother’s involvement began when she was a student. Naturally, I participated, not only for my family, but because of the situation since my birth. I am now the graduate of three massacres. This first in 1956. The English, French and Israelis swarmed over the Gaza Strip, in their attack on the Suez Canal. It was October when the Israel’s entered our town. At five in the morning they called with loudspeakers for the men to leave the houses, then they entered. Now I was frightened, I had known the enemy, but this was the first time they had been in my home. Everything was ran- sacked in their search and interrogation of my family. They threatened to take my 12-year-old brother. My for his identity papers; to prove he was only a child. The Israelis left the men in the sun for two days, their hands tied behind their backs, kneeling. If they moved, they were shot. Their identity cards were checked. One _ by one, some were led away. I remember my neighbor’s son, a university student. He was home on vacation when the fighting broke out and couldn’t return to School. The Israelis chose him also. At that time there was no organized resistance. Everyone was unhappy. Poverty was the norm. Chil- dren died of malnutrition. There is a United Nations study which shows, 70 per cent of Palestinian children Suffered from tuberculoisis at that time. - Three weeks later it rained heavily. Outside the towna Man noticed a human limb sticking out of the mud. The round was opened and 70 bodies were found. They Were already badly decomposed. My neighbor recog- nized her son from his jacket. The Israeli troops withdrew from Gaza on March 7, that was the night they chose for most of their killing. My eldest brother, he was 14, was taken that day. We were Sure he had been shot. But a friend came by with his | Mother and I ran frantically looking through the chaos . Palestinian clothes, to show he was still alive. They were full of blood. My aunt went to wash them, before my mother could see. But mother saw the basin, the water colored red, and began fainting. At three that morning we couldn’t revive her anymore. I ran to the door, outside there were soldiers. I begged them to go for a doctor to save my mother. They said, “‘let her die’’. I can still hear the screams of my young sisters in my ears. My first act in the struggle was with other boys and girls in the town. We issued a hand written appeal, urging our people to organize. We were all children; it was a spontaneous action. The Israelis came and gathered all the boys. One of our group was identified by his hand- - writing. They tortured him, almost killed him. He con- & fessed; naming us all. I had to leave Gaza. One of the = fathers arranged for some to hide in the cemetery by the 3 sea and wait for a ship. It was a fishing boat. We were lost in a storm for four days. I was so seasick. We nearly sank. On Christmas night, we arrived on Egypt’s shores, the night of the French and English withdrawal from the Suez Canal. We young people made a pact to never stop until Palestine was free. R Suez 1967: residents of a town at the south entrance to the Suez Canal clear up the debris after an Israeli air attack. cists entered our hospital, they killed all the medical personal; butchered all the children in the children’s hospital. My oldest son was seven. The soldiers laid him before a tank and threatened to run over him if he didn’t tell where | was. They mistook my sister for me. Her husband ran around the house almost insane, he finally found their wedding picture, proving who she was. My husband moved the children to his mother’s. It took two days to cover the two kilometres. My baby son nearly died of thirst. My work with the Palestinian Women’s Union began in Jordan, 1967, following the occupation of the West Bank. Ours was social work; gathering money and food for the fighters and families of the marytrs. We did em- broidery, sold it. Gathered money from the people. But many were not content with our role. During all my years in Jordan we were horribly harras- sed. My husband was imprisoned three thimes. I joined the Bath Party, but after the divisions between Syria and Iraq, I couldn’t continue. I wanted to be part of the struggle, not just a sympathizer. The solution came in joining the PLO. We women continued the social work, but that was not to be our full role. Our own unit was organized and the men were informed. There was a quarrel, but in the end they accepted us, on the condition that we be kept seperate from the male fighters and play an auxilliary role. There was enthusiastic support for the women’s unit. It grew quickly. In 1969, we were accepted as full members of Fatah. My first armed battle was Black September (1970 war between the PLO and the Jordanian government). Our militia blocked the advancing army for three days. Then the massacre began. The planes came, bombing the city (the capital Amman) regardless of strategic interest. We were jumping over bodies. There was no time to bury the dead. They were just placed in the doorways. The fas- ~My oldest son wai seven. The soldiers laid him before a tank and threatened to run over him if he didn’t tell where I was. They mistook my sister for me. Her hus- band ran around the house almost insane. He finally found their wedding picture; proving who she was. My husband moved the children to his mother’s. It took two days to cover the two kilometres. My baby son nearly died of thirst. The fighters were told if they left the city the attacks would stop. The Arab countries implored us. King Hus- sein gave his guarantees. We were gathered in the forests of Jarush and Ajloun. They were set on fire, planes dropped bombs; tanks moved in. Very few escaped. Three days later I returned to Amman. A U.S. “‘ad- visory’’ delegation was to arrive. The women gathered in a sit-down demonstration, we chose 3:30 since that’s when the men would be leaving the mosque and would help. But the regime was nervous, they wouldn’t allow the men into the mosque that day. The soldiers took the broom sticks we had to hold our banners. They used them and the butts of their guns to beat us. We refused to move. They broke two sticks over my head. I couldn’t believe it was actually happening, it was ‘my first experience with personal violence. A friend dragged me to a nearby hospital. There were many in- juries, but we were warned to leave, those who didn’t were imprisoned. My family helped me escape to Beirut. Next week: Israel invades Lebanon Across Canada Only Alberta Tories like user fees _ EDMONTON — The Alberta Hospital Association, at its annual convention gave prior notice to the Lougheed Tory government, Nov. 30, it is entirely opposed to the Sons given, the plans is unwieldy, not feasible, no money to be made in it, differ from the straight rejection by the public and sections of the labor movement who stand for medicare Services free of surcharges, the effect of challenging the 80vernment move is widely welcomed. _ Litton protester on hunger strike TORONTO — Joanne Young, a mathematics teacher from Exeter, Ontario, near London, is in jail in Toronto and on a hunger strike. Arrested during a demonstration at Province’s imposition of hospital user fees. While the rea- the Litton Systems Canada Ltd., plant at nearby Rexdale, Nov. 18, and charged with trespassing, Young refused to cooperate with what she calls the international arms race, and refused to give the police her name. She is booked as Jane Doe. The 56-year-old mother of four has had her job threatened, but told a reporter: “I would never stay away from demonstrations just because they could fire me... ” Canadians’ private lives on file OTTAWA — Researcher Ken Rubin has forwarded to Privacy Commissioner John Grace, his recent far-reaching study, Prying Eyes, which claims the federal government has 272 million files on Canada’s 25 million population. Not just birth dates and social insurance numbers, but third views or opinions about the “filee”. Most of the files are in data banks in departments like © employment and immigration, health and welfare, and national revenue. The information is garnered, Rubin says, from passport and student loan applications, income tax returns, criminal records, labor force statistics, old age pensions, family allowance, etc. The point made in the study is that the information is poorly protected from the prying eyes of those who can use such information against us. . CMHC gives it to landlords OTTAWA — If a confidential document submitted to the federal cabinet by the Canadian Mortgage and Housing Corp., wins its way, the federal government may hand over money to subsidize ho-using for low income people, directly to landlords. Presently, Ottawa’s contribution makes it possible for non-profit and cooperative bodies, and municipal govern- ments to build housing at two per cent mortgage interest. While these groups could, under the new scheme, receive a one-time capital grant of $12,000 per unit, landlords would come into the lucrative end of CMHC monies, receiving monthly rent supplements in return for housing elderly couples, single people between 50 and 64, or families with children. Non-profit housing agencies are outraged. PACIFIC TRIBUNE— DECEMBER 7, 1983—Page 5