Dear friends, the following is not a quotation, but a character from Israela talking to you. Check it out. If you like it, I could post some more.

03/15/2011

After the performance, my Dad told me to stay in my seat, that they’d be back in a few minutes, to get me. I waited for the longest time, until the theater people had finished carting stuff off the stage. “You’ll have to leave, son,” they told me. “We’re switching off the lights. We’re closing.”

I walked out to the parking lot. My dad and Uncle Fahhid were there, talking to the actress from the play. I think, now, it must have been you. Suddenly, before I reached my Dad, you started running, ran, like lightning, to your car. “Who’s that?” I asked my Dad. “A woman," he said. "A woman with problems.”

Comments

Joann Hulkower

03/15/2011 6:57pm

This child tweaks my curiosity. WHY would the child’s father and uncle leave him alone for so long? WHY did the actress run away at such speed when she saw the child? WHAT problems could an actress have that the child’s father would know or care about. TO WHOM is the child telling this recollection, using the pronoun “you?” Such musings propel me to order the book now, so that I may discover the intrigue soon. Please tell me more in the meantime!

Author Batya Casper.
The Human Face Of Conflict

Hi, My name is Batya, and I am the author of Israela. I would love to hear from you, to get to know what your connection is to Israel, or what your interest might be in a book that portrays the complexities, the joys and the tragedies of its people.Write something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. As for myself, other than Israel, my passions are theater, history, walking with my son's dog on the mountains, and reading. Nothing world shattering. I have one of my Israela characters blogging you. Check it out. If you like it, I could write more.