Elation filled the square. The sun was beating down as the time approached noon, but it did not stop the enthusiasm of the crowd: the flag waving, the cheering, the debka dancing, and especially the hope. It was a truly beautiful rally to observe. The police and soldiers had no need to even be there. Several Orthodox Jews had come to support the Palestinians and were standing on the stage, and as their leader came up to speak to the crowd and provide words of support, saying “You are our brothers, and you have the same rights as Israelis, etc,” I almost cried. It was the first time since I’ve been here that I haven’t felt like an enemy, a monster, because of who I am. I was not alone. I suddenly wished I was wearing my Star of David necklace so I could show these people I understand.