Author: Cynthia Kaplan ShamashPublish On: 2015-09-22
her elbows, and she wore a large wristwatch with a dark-brown leather band and
a thin, dark-brown strip of lace around her neck, where a silver Star of David
hung. She had a long neck, just like Karel, but her coloring was different: not pink,
Author: Cynthia Kaplan Shamash
Publisher: Brandeis University Press
Category: Biography & Autobiography
This riveting and utterly unique memoir chronicles the coming of age of Cynthia Shamash, an Iraqi Jew born in Baghdad in 1963. When she was eight, her family tried to escape Iraq over the Iranian border, but they were captured and jailed for five weeks. Upon release, they were returned to their home in Baghdad, where most of their belongings had been confiscated and the door of their home sealed with wax. They moved in with friends and applied for passports to spend a ten-day vacation in Istanbul, although they never intended to return. From Turkey, the family fled to Tel Aviv and then to Amsterdam, where Cynthia's father soon died of a heart attack. At the age of twelve, Sanuti (as her mother called her) was sent to London for schooling, where she lived in an Orthodox Jewish enclave with the chief rabbi and his family. At the end of the school year, she returned to Holland to navigate her teen years in a culture that was much more sexually liberal than the one she had been born into, or indeed the one she was experiencing among Orthodox Jews in London. Shortly after finishing her schooling as a dentist, Cynthia moved to the United States in an attempt to start over. This vivid, beautiful, and very funny memoir will appeal to readers intrigued by spirituality, tolerance, the personal ramifications of statelessness and exile, the clashes of cultures, and the future of Iraq and its Jews.
length : if they design it longer they place 3 or 4 such forks into the ground and on
them they lay other long sticks which ... a strapping young fellow with a grey
frieze suit on ' ; with ' brogues on his feet , a long neck cloth about his neck , and a
... that seemed a broken doorway to an unroofed tunnel — so consecutive were
the crags , so nearly their summits approached each other - he held back , •
making a long neck , hanging heavily on the bridle , and lifting each hoof
Immediately the birds came running to the spot , their wings raised , and their long necks craned forward in an eager manner . They soon perceived the strangers , and it was amusing to note their looks of inquiry , and to hear their ku -
r - r - r ...
The tall stranger with the long neck beckoned to him, saying, " I beg your pardon,
sir," as he fumbled with his paper and still advanced. "Well?" said the second,
making up his mind and stepping forward to meet him. The stranger may have
The lady in question , at all events , with her slightly Michael - angelesque
squareness , her eyes of other days , her full lips , her long neck , her recorded
jewels , her brocaded and wasted reds , was a very great personage - only ...
Do not send your child into the other room while the stranger is present , unless
he has called on business of a private nature . ... He is a tall man , has black hair ,
deep sunken eyes , full cheek - bones , a small face , long chin , long neck , long
Author: James BALLANTINE (Artist and Song-Writer.)Publish On: 1844
Ay , ” muttered Snacks , as Jack stepped towards the door of the apartment , to
receive a letter from the long - necked letter - carrier , who has been already
introduced to the reader . “ Ay , ” repeated Snacks to himself , “ and clever fellows
, too ...
Author: James BALLANTINE (Artist and Song-Writer.)
But how can I describe to you the sorcery of that lovely countenance , the moist
glance of those black eyes , the smile that played around those pomegranate lips
? As the foreign boat floated past our own , the lady put down the long - necked ...
The stranger tossed off his cocked hat and long seaSusannah turned on her
angrily . cloak . ... There be stories , " said one , “ that the sloop Dolphin tered with
a bottle of wine and a long - necked glass , which has been captured by pirates .
The stranger seated on the rocker , kept his hat on . ... The hat continued to cover
the upper part of the stranger ' s head . ... back in his chair and studied the long neck of the stranger , his black mustache , his face like an extension of his hat .
shouted the auctioneer , with an emphasis which might have led a stranger to
surmise that the last bid was a surprise to him . ... exclaimed the deacon , with a
spasmodic start , as he arched his long neck and TILE DE ACOY
... and meditated on the Stranger's disappearance . “ That shall do for me , "
thought Mrs. Hopkins , “ even if he break his long neck before Sir Richard shall
be dead . Lady de Freville should have it then , and I should be paid by her
Well , we don ' t want you to talk that way around here ! " continued the proprietor
. “ My ice - cream is pure , and the man who says it isn ' t tells a bold lie ! ” He
went away again and a woman with a long neck and a sad face sat down and
... with a long neck and a sad face sat down and said to the girl that she would
take a small dish of lemon - ice . It was brought , and she had taken about two
mouthfuls , when the stranger inquired : “ Excuse me , madam ; but do you know
The stranger tossed off his cocked hat and long An involuntary prisoner , she lay
for one breath sea - cloak . less instant ... playing on his embroidered waistcoat
and long - necked glass , which she put down demurely at flashing from the gold
Following the direction of his choleric gaze we saw a stranger who , greatly
daring in his folly , had ventured on to the edge of the arena . For one brief
moment the stranger stood , a longlegged , long - necked , pin - headed , huge -
footed kaffir ...
The winged songster serenades the fragrant flowers , Not far from Smyrna ,
where the merchant drives his loaded camels , proudly arching their long necks
as they journey beneath the lofty pines over holy ground , I saw a hedge of roses
She wore a full dark red skirt , mental processes served him quite as a dark
brown waist , and around her neck well as reason , and ... He had half intended
to disquality of another light , springing up regard the stranger's declination of his
down a vista as the road turned ... but I be toler'ble well acquainted rail , his long neck stretched , and his head with the cut o'lis foolishness , an ' I know turning
about in ...