11 Hebron rd.
34, 7, 78, 18, 71, 72, 74, 77, 38
Mt. Zion Hotel
“I often wonder whether I have to choose between being French, Jewish, or Arab. I feel like I belong both to the Jewish and Arab world, as though I belong to two universes which make me who I am, and in which I’ve been immersed. I visit my four grandparents, Jews from Algeria and Tunisia, who took up exile France in the 1960s. I want to discuss the meaning of these seemingly contradictory legacies. Unfortunately, my distress isn’t really contagious.” A deeply personal gaze upon colonialism, antisemitism, and Jewish Arab identity.