Palestinians chafe under Israeli rule on the West Bank
Palestinians in exile speak of it as of a lost love, recalling with an aching sense of longing the serene beauty of the Samarian hills, the sweet-smelling orange groves of Jericho, the mellow light of the Old City of Jerusalem. There is an air of great antiquity about the place, as if history had paused there and left its indelible imprint. Gnarled olive trees cling to the arid slopes, and oxen and donkeys plow the terraced hillsides, much as they did when Jesus walked the paths...
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