In 2015, Iris, set out to create a film about Israeli Arabs and their unequal treatment in Israel. Instead she finds “a little island of sanity” when she takes a job as a shampoo girl at an Israeli-Arab salon and installs a camera over the salon sink.
Growing up, we were hungry, a lot, but we were never poor. We lived in Ngorongoro in a little mud hut, in the bush. My childhood dream was that I would be a good warrior, that I would be able to kill lions and be able to protect my community.
Before I drove a rickshaw, I used to work in a factory for six years that was a [textile] washing plant, producing dyes and garments. I used to work in there, but the salary wasn’t sufficient enough to run my family. And now I am riding the rickshaw, and I am getting the proper amount that I need to run my family.
The top number we heard was “nineteen children die at once” because of the floods. But after my son and I invented this product, we didn’t see any more news stories about children dying in floods.