After about 20 pages of disorientation, I really loved this book. After the prologue about St. Barbara, and then the early life of Matilde, and her overly religious mother, and horrible priest and nuns, I was sure this was going to be a tale of a horrible life ruined by too much religion. But that wasn't it at all. I read this in less than 2 days. I just loved it. There was an awful lot going on - the Saint, the narrating dog, Giuseppina, immigration, Australia, Wars. I fell totally in love with the storytelling, and the sweep of the story, and the touches of fantasy felt so right. Maybe because I wasn't ready for it to end -- but I did feel that things were not ending quite in the manner I wanted. Was Matilde a feminist? (was St. Barabara?) she waited until she was almost 30 for the right guy to go on an adventure with. She learned to drive and drove all over Australia. She didn't seem to have any problems doing what she wanted; its just that her wants were few, and by today's standards, small. What about that dictionary? She put it to good use, yet it was the only book they every purchased. She was too busy living her life to pursue much else. The feminst 'graffitti' towards the end of the book got me thinking this way. Her daughter the doctor married to a circus performer? Nah, that's not odd.