I have a lot of admiration and respect for a man who successfully tells a story in a woman's voice. It takes talent, keen observation and sensitivity. And this book has tons of all that.
The story is narrated by a little girl, Ilana Davita, whose mother is Jewish and father Episcopalian, both of them not religious. She is raised by her parents to embrace idealism and pragmatism, but is intensely aware of the harsh realities of life through exposure to war and discrimination from an early age. She is drawn toward Judaism and through practising it, develops a sense of belonging; but she feels betrayed by the barriers that exist between men and women in the religion. Through her life experiences, Davita eventually goes beyond her pain into a faith that will sustain her through life.
On another note, I was hoping to run outside today. But the gym has softened me. And I convinced myself that at the gym, I could get an hour of spinning in, along with my run. So, that's what I did...cycling + 30 minutes on the treadmill (walking + 2 1/2 mile run) + core work. I hope all this cross training will pay off when I am ready to start training for a race!
We are expecting snow / sleet tonight and tomorrow morning. I'm beginning to get used to this weather...don't mind it anymore; but I am not enjoying walking about the house in my sweater. I really must do something about my drafty door and windows. I can't even grumble that it's a man's job, because I'm such a freakin' feminist!
Brrr! Winter's in my living room!