‘ i have always thought of my family as good. And it is good. It’s pretty much the best one could ask for. But what does that mean when it’s wrapped up with so much bad? I know life is not easily divided into these categories: good, bad. But I have a childlike longing for simplicity. To separate it all out and sigh with relief: you’re doing your best in this confusing world, and that’s good enough isn’t it?’
A raw, honest and vulnerable reckoning of the role of religion and race in the context of SA’s apartheid from the daughter of a clergyman.
Well written and insightful look at the South African past, our communities and the place that faith and the church have in this. I am not part of a church and would consider my self agnostic, but found this book a beautiful insight into a community and world that I have always been curious about.
I loved Hannah’s raw, honest, insightful writing style - a book that left me feeling and thinking - and gave me new appreciation for community. Such a great read!
I just finished reading Hannah's book, and thoroughly enjoyed it. I loved how she managed to write a memoir whilst not making herself the main character. Brilliant. I could relate to a lot of it, growing up in a strong Christian Community in South Africa during the apartheid years. I loved her reflections, and how she landed the impossibilities of our country’s history with radical love.