The novel I have chosen to read was “My Name is Rachel Corrie”. Written by American Activist Rachel Corrie. Originally, I was not fond of the formatting of the novel. This novel is in actuality, a play. The narrator Rachel Corrie performing various acts and actions that were hard to visualize as a reader. If I were to see this novel adapt to a performance, I believe readers would have a critical understanding of the authors' emotion during the events. As I began to truly fathom myself into this novel, I realized what critical messages were being told in this novel. In the beginning, light humor, along with a background of her early life and her strained relationship with her mother and father intrigued me. Corrie and her parents do not hold the same views of the U.S. government. Corrie believes that we Americans have been fooled by the U.S government for so long, due to the fact that we are unintentionally funding for a war that we did not realize was occurring. During the middle passage of the novel, is where I, as a reader began to reflect on the ignorance we as a country choose to have, ignoring the activities that are occurring outside of America. In 2003 Corrie had decided to travel to Rafah to protest and aid the poor, and defenseless citizens in the Israel-Palestine war. As Corrie describes her experience living in homes that were bombed, attending a protest to be shot at by soldiers, the destruction of many Palestine's greenhouses and the elimination of water wells has truly shocked me. This was not merely a novel or a play. This was real-life. Corrie’s final letter she sent to her mother, has truly made this novel a masterpiece. In her final message, Corrie begins to explain to her mother, the privilege and fortunate we have as Americans. And sadly with all of this fortune and privileged we obtain, we choose to do nothing with it and take it for granted. Corrie quotes, “I know that from the United States it all sounds like hyperbole. A lot of the time the kindness of the people here, coupled with the willful destruction of their lives makes it seem unreal to me. I can't believe that something like this can happen in this world without a bigger outcry. It hurts me again like it’s hurt me in the past, to witness how awful we can allow the world to be. Rachel Corrie died months later, on March 16, 2003, protecting a Palestinians families home from being destroyed by a bulldozer. In conclusion, this novel was outstanding. It challenges government policies and common beliefs among American citizens. Although it was heartbreaking at times, that was necessary, because, in reality, that is the true world we live in. However, I believe this novel would have been better as a biography rather than a play to dive into more of Rachel Corrie's life and time in Rafah.