We started at the top of the slope in the grove closest to the caravans – the most recent additions to the settlement – directly adjacent to the olives. It didn’t take long for us to get into the routine of laying down the drop-cloths, setting up ladders, picking and dropping the olives into the bucket. It also didn’t take long for a group of settlers to watch us over the barb-wire fence with a rifle, yelling something in Hebrew, and some of them crossed over onto the farmer’s land. Then a group of minstrels came singing and playing instruments as they approached us. They are called the “Band from the Olive Tree Circus,” a group that came to support us and pick with us. They sang peace songs in English, Hebrew, and Arabic and were great fun. Then the settler’s went back on their side of the fence, and we went back to our work of helping the farmer collect his olives without being harassed.
Around noon, lunch was served by the family and we enjoyed them and each other.
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