'Hi, my name is Vida. I am Jewish, I was born in Iran, and I live in the States. I just came across your blog. Thank you for posting your writing and photography - I found it interesting and moving. I smiled when you wrote that you felt good being with the Iranian Jews in South Tel Aviv. I have not visited Israel since 1976, but I well remember the Iranians in the market near the Central Bus Station in the 1960s. Israel at that time was a very raw, new and poor but also old - very old and rich beyond measure. Visiting it from Iran was a revelation - it looked like home to me, dusty, dirty and hot, but I could not read the signs or talk to the people.
' We stayed in a dingy hotel across from the beach in Tel Aviv and visited our family members - struggling members of the underclass in Israel. In those years, the European Jews were busy building the Israel that we see today. My family did not participate in the country's intellectual and cultural debates - they did not have the education and habits of inquiry that Jews from Europe had brought with them - perhaps their children and grandchildren are now living fuller, more engaged lives.
'There is one thing that bothered me in reading your blog and this is something I come across in the writings of many Jews who were not born in Islamic countries. Their only contact with Muslims is post 1948 and for them the feelings of Palestinians and other Arabs towards Jews is a product of the birth of Israel. For me, and for a lot of Jews from Arab/Muslim countries, being despised, being a non-entity, being erased from books, discussions, radio, TV, having the very name of my group/religion be a synonym for coward/filthy, having to dissemble and in fact live outwardly as a Muslim and only take off the mask at home predates 1948 by about 1000 years.
' I want them to acknowledge that. I want to talk about my past - not in light of 1948 or 1967 or 1973 - but out of respect for the thousands of people who have come and gone and don't even have that marker in the desert that tells the world they were here. I hope that one day very soon, there will be a Palestine and a small measure of reconciliation between Israelis and Palestinians. As for me, I will never forget.'
