Recently a climber came to Bethlehem. It was his first time to Palestine. The Climber came for one month, and for one month the Climber was mesmerized by the Wall. After walking along the Wall he climbed up it. He climbed down it. He turned away and muttered:

When I climb I feel the rock, I feel its energy and its power. But when I climbed the Wall all I felt is pain...

Then like the other visitors from around the world, in frustrated solidarity the Climber added his own political graffiti. The Climber wrote, "Hope".