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met Nayef Othman in front of a Mon-
treal Metro station last September.
Othman had been training with the
National Circus School for just over a
month and I asked him how he was enjoy-
ing Canada. It is cold, he said. I told him
to wait until winter came. We wandered
until we found a small bar where we could
talk, and I noticed that even as he shiv-
ered his way through a neighborhood
still mostly unfamiliar to him, Othman
walked with the sort of muscular con-
fidence certain athletes and dancers
possess. I noticed, too, that hed kept
the stubbled buzz-cut he and his fellow
circus performers favoured when Id met
them a few months earlier in Palestine.
Othmans shaved head made him look
even stronger and more streamlined, but
as we walked I suggested he let his hair
grow. What works in a hot Palestinian
summer might not suit ones frst winter
in Montreal.
Othman is the head trainer at the
Palestine Circus School (PCS), and
hes currently spending a year honing
his skills as a teacher of the circus arts
at Montreals National Circus School.
He is also learning to guide students
through the process of creating perfor-
mance, promoting their physical and
psychological development, and using
the circus for social education. Othmans
training in Montreal is intense. By the
time he completes the course, he will
have endured more than 700 hours of
instruction, much of it physically demand-
ing. He plans to return to Palestine in
the fall to teach new circus artists what
hes learned. The circus, he believes,
can arm young Palestinians with new
weapons in their struggle for identity and
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he told me. We are creating an army,
a culture army, non-violent, of open-
minded people.
More than this, though, he hopes the
circus will provide Palestinians with an
alternative language, a language with-
out words, that they can use to tell their
story. For decades, Palestinians have
been ill-served by the scripts written for
them. Negotiations and international
agreements have done little to nudge the
idea of a Palestinian state towards reality.
United Nations resolutions in their favour
have been ignored. Speeches and slogans
come up empty. Palestinians have grown
weary of the illusion that words matter.
Its little wonder, then, that they yearn for
a more trustworthy form of expression.
Which is why some have turned from the
failure of words to the muscle-and-bone
honesty of the circus.
SHADI zMORROD, THE CO-fOuNDER Of THE PCS,
studied theatre as a young man. In
response to the cheapening of written
text, Zmorrod started to examine perfor-
mance based on physical improvisation
rather than on written scripts. I realized
how important it was to forget about the
text and focus on the body, he told me
in a recent interview in Birzeit, a village
not far f rom Ramal l ah. Begi nni ng
i n 2000, Shadi conducted physical
theatre workshops in Jerusalem, Gaza,
and the West Bank, as well as abroad
in Europe and North Africa. In each
workshop, Zmorrod touted the primacy
of the body and the spontaneous emotion
of the performer. What I feel at this mo-
ment, I present.
Zmorrods work attracted the atten-
tion of the Jerusalem Circus Association,
an Israeli circus troupe, who asked him
to join them. Zmorrod hesitated at frst.
It was 2002, during the most violent days
of the Second Intifada, and Zmorrod had
vowed to boycott any work with Israelis.
Still, the offer intrigued him from a theat-
rical perspective. While traditional circus
thrills audiences with animal acts, clown
antics, and feats of daring, contemporary
circus artists tell stories. But instead of
words, they speak the language of jug-
gling and acrobatics, of Chinese poles,
teeter-boards, and aerial silks. And they
express a kind of physical truth. Rather
than a representation, circus artists
exemplify their own individual realities.
They embody their own bodies. The cir-
cus appealed to Zmorrods philosophy of
scriptless physical performance.
Zmorrod thought, too, that working
with the Israel i ci rcus could bri ng
Jewish and Palestinian performers to-
gether and might advance the cause of
peace, at least in a small and symbolic
way. Zmorrod had seen this sort of thing
work elsewhere. Hed held workshops
abroad that used theatre to unite other
traditional enemies. Turks and Greeks.
Iraqis and Iranians. Even warring ethnic
groups i n Sudan.I t hought , Why
wouldnt it work here?
IT DIDNT WORK AT ALL. THE ISRAELIS DIDNT
concern t hemsel ves wi t h peace,
Zmorrod said. In the eighteen months
he spent with the circus, the directors
refused to perform shows in Palestinian
neighborhoods or teach Arab children
in East Jerusalem. Then, without telling
Zmorrod, the ci rcus brought a ten-
year-old Palestinian boy to perform at a
commemoration of the Holocaust in Berlin.
That a boy who lived under Israeli oc-
cupation should be used as a prop to
memorialize a tragedy suffered by his
occupiers, and to suggest a peaceful
coexistence that was inherently false,
proved too much for Zmorrod. The kid
used to sell chewing gum with his broth-
ers at Israeli checkpoints to make money
for the family, he says. Zmorrod left
the company.
I was able to reach Elisheva Yortner,
the former director of the Jerusalem Cir-
cus, and she called Zmorrods accusa-
tions lies and pure invention. She also
added that it was Zmorrods international
funders who encouraged and invited him
to tell a story of struggling in the face of
darkness, meaning, one could presume,
that she felt Zmorrod was engaged in
constructing a narrative for himself and
the circus rooted in Israeli suppression
and betrayal. She labelled it the narra-
tive of his Palestinian Heroism and
the ugly Zionist face of the Jerusalem
Circus. We were communicating by
e-mail, but I could almost see the shoul-
der shrug as Yortner added that she also
understands this sort of storytelling,
calling it the rules of the game in order to
get budget.
Zmorrods brief cooperation with the
Israelis did not, therefore, result in the
sort of small-scale reconciliation hed
hoped for, but the experience neverthe-
less endeared him to the circus arts. He
believed that teaching circus could be-
stow dignity and hope to the children of
Palestine, and so he moved to Ramallah
to gather support and international fund-
ing for a wholly Palestinian circus. In
August 2006, Zmorrod and his partner,
Jessika Devlieghere, opened the Palestin-
ian Circus School. It was a hot summer. Is-
raeli warplanes were bombing Hezbollah
targets in Lebanon, and the war tight-
ened security measures throughout the
West Bank. Most of the European trainers
Zmorrod had invited to the circus open-
ing were too afraid to come. The timing
seemed terrible. Looking back, though,
Zmorrod believes the circus birthing
pains forced the company to be self-reli-
ant from the start. We learned to do ev-
erything by ourselves, he said.
Zmorrods fellow Palestinians were
wary of the project at frst. All they knew
of the circus was what theyd seen on
television. They pictured elephants and
lion tamers and, worst of all, girls clad
in sequined bikinis dangling from a tra-
pezethe sort of thing no Palestinian
Instead of words, they speak the language
of juggling and acrobatics.
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family would want for their daughters.
The original challenge was proving that
we could have a circus while respecting
the culture, traditions, and religion in
Palestine, Zmorrod said. Their first
production, Circus Behind the Wall,
reassured the Palestinian audiences. The
show used trapeze, acrobatics, juggling,
aerial silk performance, and other circus
skillsbut no wordsto tell narratives
of two sisters and two lovers separated by
Israels wall around the West Bank. The
show endeared the circus to the wider
Palestinian community. People saw that
circus could tell the Palestinian story,
Zmorrod says.
Soon word of the Palestine Circus
School drifted into the circus tents of
Europe. Clowns and circus artists from
Holland, Denmark, Italy, Australia and
elsewhere visited Palestine to run work-
shops or collaborate with the PCS on
performances. So have the multinational
members of Clowns Without Borders.
The PCS has, in turn, sent members
beyond Palestines disputed borders
to perform and t rai n i n Germany,
Belgium, Denmark, and France. And
Canada. With the support of the inter-
national circus community, and with an
ambition Zmorrod admits is near cra-
zy, the PCS plans on earning recogni-
tion within the next few years as the
worlds twelfth accredited professional
circus school.
For the first few years, the circus
lacked a permanent home. The company
moved between a couple of theatres in
Ramallah, a garage in an industrial zone
of al-Bireh, and a space at a technology
centre run by Christian Evangelicals. In
2011, the PCS finally moved into more
permanent digs, a restored historical
building in Birzeit. The PCS, though,
reaches far beyond their white-stone
headquarters. Trainers run workshops
for children in Jenin, Hebron, Bethlehem
and in refugee camps. Their Mobile
Circus brings performances to audiences
throughout the West Bank. Most other
Palestinian cultural eventsconcerts,
poetry readings, and art exhibitsoccur
only in Ramallah and cater to the citys
upper-middle-class. By bringing circus
to the oft-forgotten hinterlands, and by
offering performances that are almost
always free, Zmorrod has created one of
Palestines truly democratic art forms.
Nayef Othman joined the PCS in
2007. The circus discovered him tending
bar in the lounge above Ramallahs Al-
Kasaba Theatre, which they were using
at the time as a rehearsal space. Othman
used to watch the performers practise
before his bartending shifts. He was born
and raised in the al-Faras refugee camp,
and like many from the camps who grow
up with little access to culture or contact
with wider Palestinian society, Oth-
man was timid and introverted. Before
circus, I wasnt in an open mind, he told
me when I frst met him in Birzeit before
he travelled to Montreal. I was a very
shy person. I was shy with strangers. I
didnt talk with girls.
The circus fascinated him, however,
and Zmorrod invited Othman to join
them. He proved to be a natural and Zmor-
rod offered Othman a position as the
circus frst full-time paid trainer. Othman
excelled at the physical elements of the
circus and quickly evolved into one of
the companys most skilled performers.
But what most impressed Zmorrod was
Othmans gift for inspiring young people.
Othmans infuence on Palestinian chil-
dren, and the infuence of the school as
a whole, has been extraordinary. What-
ever initial misgivings parents might
have harboured about the circus faded in
the face of the gains their children made
in the care of Zmorrod and Devliegh-
ere (Papa and Mama Circus, as they are
known), and trainers like Othman.
When I started in Hebron, the kids
were throwing the juggling balls, Zmor-
rod said. But after two or three months
of circus training, these same children
started to say sorry and please and
thank you. As they learned to juggle
diablos and do handstands, the children
also learned about teamwork, confdence,
and self-esteem. Their grades improved.
They even stopped littering.
And they dont buy Israeli products,
Zmorrod added. Third on a list of eleven
rules taped to a bulletin boardright
after respect and communicate and
listen when somebody speaks and keep
a clean environmentis a mandate to
shun anything produced in Israel. The
confict infltrates every aspect of Pales-
tine life and is impossible to avoid, even
among the bright innocence of the uni-
cycles and coloured juggling clubs. The
PCSs formerly warm relationship with
Montreals Cirque du Soleil soured last
summer when the Cirque disregarded
their calls to boycott Israel and performed
in Tel Aviv. Cirque du Soleil, in a gesture
of consolation, offered Zmorrods stu-
dents and trainers free tickets to their
show in Jordan and accommodation in
Amman. Zmorrod turned them down.
Our dignity comes frst, he says. I do
not want pity for the Palestinians.
In Montreal, Othman told me he
couldnt wait to go home to Palestine.
It had nothing to do with the cold, but
with his yearning to continue his work
with Palestinian children, especially
those who, like him, come from refugee
camps. The circus offers these children
something productive, and protects
them from despair and humiliation.
The Israelis want you to throw stones,
Othman told me. And why do you have
to give them what they want? Instead
of going to the checkpoint and selling
chewing gum, come to the circus and
well teach you how to play with diablos.
Instead of going on the street and throw-
ing stones, well teach you to play with
juggling balls.
Marcello Di Cintio
As they learned to juggle diablos and do handstands, the children
also learned about teamwork, confdence, and self-esteem.
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SHuT EyE
Sleep, Dont Fail Me Now
ve always been envious of people who
say they fall asleep easily. The lucky
ones who have never had insomnia, who
sleep on planes, whove never needed
to take a sleeping pill. If you tell such
people about your nights spent staring at
the ceiling, hours spent checking the
clock or pacing the hallways, headaches
from lack of sleep, they will blink, stare
at you, and shake their heads. It all start-
ed early. When I was a child, I would occa-
sionally throw temper tantrums so I could
exhaust myself enough to fall asleep.
At a young age, I remember telling my
mother I wished she would just hit me
over the head to knock me unconscious.
During Girl Guides camp, I sat awake in
the tent, reading by a fashlight, listening
to the sounds of snoring all around me.
Now, Ill go through periods of sleep-
ing well and then my insomnia will resur-
face. I could have a problem sleeping if
someone looks at me the wrong way. Im
affected by disturbing movies or books,
too much caffeine, inadequate exercise,
working after dinner, noise, light in the
room, stress, personal problems, and
temperatures that are too hot or too cold.
Over the years, Ive had to call in sick to
jobs not because I was actually sick, but
because I was exhausted. Guided medita-
tions, warm baths, hot milk, aromathera-
py, and enough sleep-inducing herbal tea
to fll a tea shopIve tried them all.
Not that it helps much, but Im not
alone. Statistics Canada reports that
approximately 3.3 million Canadians
over the age of ffteen have a sleep disor-
der that affects their physical or mental
health. Insomnia is the most common,
but other disorders include sleep apnea,
sleepwalking, sleep paralysis, and rest-
less leg syndrome. Dr. Ruth Benca, the
director of the Wisconsin Sleep Labora-
tory and Clinic, has called insomnia a
serious medical condition linked to
depression, diabetes, hypertension,
drug abuse, and death. My own insomnia
worsened in 2008 when I took a job work-
ing from homethere was no longer any
separation between work life and home
life. As a classic A-type personality, my
head is always filled with ideas for sto-
ries, questions I need to research, to-do
lists. Working from home meant my off
switch was permanently set to on. The
I
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solution seemed to be sleeping pills and,
perhaps predicatably, it wasnt long be-
fore I was dependent.
I clearly remember the first time I
used Zoplicone. I felt a deep, calm relief.
I could knock myself out and avoid the
torment of lying in bed for hours. I didnt
have to worry, or concentrate, or try to do
all the other things I needed to do to get
to sleep. I just took a pill. The writer Nic
Sheff, a meth addict, wrote in his mem-
oir, Tweaked, that the frst time he tried
crystal meth, he felt like he had found
the answer to all his problems. I felt the
same way about sleeping pills. But then
I couldnt stop. If I didnt use the pills, I
couldnt sleep. When I accidentally ran
out one day, the idea of trying to go to
sleep without sleeping pills sent me into a
panic. An addiction to any drug can take
over every moment of a persons life, and
I devoted a lot of time to worrying about
my pills. But after several long months of
addiction, I eventually managed to wean
myself off the pills; now Im an occasional
user on guard against habit.
But I do wonder if sleep dysfunction
isnt a direction too many of us are headed.
Our fast-paced, screen-friendly culture
is affecting many of us in our pursuit of
sleep. The current emphasis on speed,
getting more done, and being constantly
plugged in has disconnected us from one
of our most fundamental biological func-
tions. Sometimes it seems I cant go a day
without talking to someone who is hav-
ing trouble sleeping. Its as if weve for-
gotten how to be in touch with our own
bodies. Have we lost the simple ability to
recognize whats supposed to happen at
the end of our day?
In the summer of 2012, I attended
a journalism conference in Sweden as
part of a group of eleven other young
journalists from around the world. I
was prepared for room sharing but not
bed sharing. My bed-mate (on a queen-
sized bed) turned out to be an Argentin-
ian journalist, who was, luckily, consid-
erate and a daily bather, though it still
remained quite uncomfortable. I took
sleeping pills every night just to knock
myself out. The only person in our group
at ease with the arrangement was a
Slovenian journalist who said this kind
of thing was common in her country. But
for those of us from Germany, Ireland,
South Af rica, Austral ia, the United
Kingdom, and Argentinaand Can-
adasleeping in such close quarters
was awkward.
But it did make me wonder if the
discomfort that comes from sleeping in
close quarters was particular to the west-
ern world and, further, if our problem
with sleeplessness is a North American
or western condition. My experiences
in the developed world have rarely in-
cluded sleeping in close quarters, but
Ive slept in public on ferry benches or in
the homes of people I barely knew when
travelling in developing countries. It
could be weve made sleep too neurotically
private a ritual in North Americaso pri-
vate were unable to discuss it, and need
to see trained specialists to help us fgure
out how to do it properly.
Or perhaps weve made it too much
of a ritual altogether. Many of us now
have an extensive pre-sleep routine. My
bedtime custom is like another persons
yoga practice given the number of props
involved: a mouthguard that prevents me
from grinding my teeth, an eye mask, an
ergonomic pillow.
One thing thats clear, our relation-
ship to sleep has become increasingly
BOTTLES
For so long sleeping
under glass. Ceiling tiles
sagged in stale
breath. Every now and then
a gasp. The fan slicing out
a stutter.
You can hide a bottle
anywhere, you brag to me.
I feed you a mirage, a shattered
swig. Ice chips, one by one, trickling
your lip. You hold onto your shards
in a Styrofoam cup. Melt them
into a shot. You cant take back
the bottles, when they fall,
they fall from so high, for so long
rain stands in the sky
like blades. We hold out our tongues
to the lens of each drop
leavening the silence
while you drymouth
the words.
Jennifer Still
disordered and the lack of sleep impacts
our health, our sanity, our safety, our pro-
ductivity, and our personal relationships.
My sleep doctor has given sleep, anxiety,
and disorder training to the Canadian
Olympic team and the Edmonton Oilers,
which if nothing else at least makes
me feel Im part of an elite roster of
the sleepless. Working with him has
certainly improved my relationship
with sleep, but its also persuaded me
that theres something fundamentally
wrong with how our society approaches
bedtime.
During my initial visits I learned
more about sleep hygiene, which
means (if its good) that you only use your
bedroom for sleep and intimate activities.
You turn off your computer and television
a few hours before bed, keep your phone
and computer out of the bedroom, and
cut down on or eliminate caffeine and
alcohol. Of course, the average North
American does precisely the opposite
in most of these cases. It turns out that
in attempting to sleep well were not ac-
tually supposed to surround ourselves
with devices that beep and emit light,
work odd shifts, keep buzzing phones in
our bedrooms, or try to fall asleep after
watching zombies rip people open on The
Walking Dead. But sleep hygiene also
means getting enough exercise, keeping
the bedroom dark, avoiding naps, and
maintaining regular bedtimes and wake
timesmore things we have trouble
achieving as a frenetic, results-based
society.
We are in possession of lives that
are complex and information-rich, but
we seem to be increasingly failing to
understand something utterly simple:
we need sleep. Instead of listening to our
bodies, we pay heed to the tasks we must
accomplish, to daily demands, to the vast
amounts of information were forced to
absorb. We are supposedly becoming
ever-more efficient in our waking life,
yet we dont seem to have the time to stop
and acknowledge an emerging pattern,
a trend sure to damage us as individuals
and as a society: that more and more of
us seem to be losing our simple ability to
sleep. A rallying cry of attention seems
called for, but Wake Up! is perhaps not
quite right.
Alexis Kienlen
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