On goodreads, there are 167 books set in Saudi Arabia compared to the 1,042 books set in Japan. I’m prone to reading the latter so it was an eye-opener to see the difference. After scrolling through the Saudi Arabia setting books (many I can’t read since I haven’t studied Arabic), there were two that stood out. These were the top two on the “Fiction/memoirs set in Saudi Arabia” list. I read Under a Crescent Moon: Stories of Arabia first and The Red Sea Bride second. The two works put together as a whole work feel like a perfect fit: the fictional allegories and the real-lived experience, woven together in a way that makes me grateful for storytellers. There’s a moment when Sylvia Fowler mentions writing a story about a cherry tree which was a bit of an “ah-ha” moment for something I probably should have noticed earlier. So now I will be going back to read Under a Crescent Moon for a second time with a new appreciation and lens after reading this memoir.
I think the highest praise I can give the author is that I was genuinely interested in her voice and her way of telling stories. Originally, I came to this book looking to learn more about Saudi Arabia before taking a trip there and didn’t expect to be drawn in as much as I was. I felt like I was at a coffee-shop with a respected friend, holding onto every last word, wanting to know the stories within stories of the different women she came into contact with.
From 1983 to about 1999, Sylvia lived in Saudi Arabia married to Malik, a Saudi man she met at Middlebury Institute of International Studies in California. But the story starts well before she moves to Saudi Arabia. She took voice lessons, had a knack for writing, and enjoyed studying languages. She even attended an international school in Switzerland called Château Mont-Choisi to study French. I liked that she talked about her friendships, beginning with friendships at school growing up in California and the myriad of women she met from around the world in Saudi Arabia. To me, her relationship with Malik took backseat to her lived life and experiences: trying to work at a women’s school with tons of barriers in place that kept her from being paid, raising a child who is bi-cultural yet shunned for having an American mother, finding a love of nature and trees, going for walks when she needed them, swimming in the ocean even if it meant they had to find an empty stretch of beach, navigating communal life in a home where she was the outsider, searching for opportunities to write while in Saudi Arabia, having a deep respect for the matriarchs in the family, and trying to separate Islam from the cultural practices in Saudi Arabia.
Something that surprised me about life in Saudi Arabia was that at that time (before the 2000s) cats on the streets were seen more as rodents than as pets. In one scene, Sylvia hears her students pointing and looking grossed out. When she investigates, it turns out to be a litter of kittens. “They were scared of kittens and I was scared of their damn public hospitals. What a strange world!” (p.67). A quick google search shows that there’s cat cafes in Saudi Arabia now so maybe that’s changed since the 80’s. I hope the public hospitals have improved since Sylvia’s experience was extremely stressful. “Pregnant and penniless…” (p.65). Now that’s an alliteration.
I highlighted a total of 55 quotes in the kindle edition, but the following are two that were memorable for how well-worded they were.
“I never realized to what extent movement, nature, freedom, health and happiness were intertwined until I lived in Jeddah. I didn’t blame Malik for the attitudes embedded in his society, but I had no coping system.” (p.164).
“If one set of circumstances is too hard and we are able to find greater ease elsewhere, then we should do so.” (p.277).