This book first came to my attention around a year ago when it won a Sydney Taylor Award at the Association of Jewish Libraries. It intrigued me, because it's rare to come across young adult fiction with such a direct, progressive Jewish flair. This is the community that I may have grown up in, if my suburb were a bit more jewish, I stayed in public school, and temple and community played a more central role with my family. Or maybe if I had just joined a youth group after my bat mitzvah. :p. I guess I'm saying, and this has little to do with the story, it's easier for this Rachel to take her Jewish community for granted.
What I really wish is that the story had a little more build up. We pretty much started immediately at the fall, and then I had to just go with the fact that Rachel's life was shattered, even though we only saw the good times, like with her grandmother, her friend Alexis and the rabbi, in minor flashbacks. I also don't really buy that the rabbi was her God figure; maybe her parents, who then were in the middle of a marriage crisis. Either way, it would have helped to get more of an establishing shot.
There are a lot of subplots in the air here, which adds to the usual teen angst to not confront problems, but let them get worse first. (To be fair, I don't think that just applies to teens). I enjoyed the interlude where Rachel volunteered at a school in a lower class neighborhood, which put her thoughts on her comparative wealth and privilege into perspective in a way that I thought rang true to her character. I'm also amused hoe much she repeated the concept of tikkun olam, repairing the world, and linked it very specifically to community service projects, because that's what I grew up with in my Reconstructionist synagogue. :p. Her focus on kavanah, or intention, aka the title of the book, reminds me of how I obsess over those concepts in the here and now, applying Hebrew phrases to my modern day issues.
I thought the two boys, Adam and Jake, were drawn with layers of complexity, but I was a little less impressed with the girls. Even Rachel kind of did the pendulum swing from being all good to all bad for a little bit. Alexis really frustrated me. I really think we needed more of the good side of their friendship, a more complicated picture of who they used to be before life tore them apart. Again, it's likely my own bias, to a degree, my own issues with former friends. And I get that we really couldn't get too deep into Alexis's head while being stuck in Rachel's first person. I appreciate that some people develop cold and bitchy personalities, particularly after a familial schism. But I think it would have added more to the story to have that relationship be more explored.
I do like how there were no happy endings, just living with the damage. I feel like the messages of the story, about personal accountability and not putting others on pedestals, were achieved with minimal moralizing. It feels like something that could have come out of my Judaism--flawed rabbis and all--and with the spirit that prides wisdom and empathy over absolutes.