For your entire life, you’ve heard of little else but the Holy Land, the homeland of the Jews. You’ve grown up with the dream of settling there as strong and as real to you as the desire of a parched man for water. And then, finally, you were given the opportunity to travel there.
The journey was far from easy. Indeed, it was grueling, both physically and emotionally, and fraught with danger and hardships. Yet you made it there. You made it to Eretz Yisrael, and now–finally–you feel you can rightfully expect to experience the bliss and ecstasy of being a Jew in his rightful land.
And then, like a cruel slap in the face, like an ice-cold bucket of water poured all over your dreams, you are told: You are possibly not a Jew. You may have no right to feel any connection to this land at all.
Sounds awful, doesn’t it? Yet this exact scenario played out in the lives of many Ethiopian immigrants upon their longed-for move to Eretz Yisrael. In Mitzllal, we are given a unique window into the heart-wrenching experience of one such Ethiopian Jewish woman.
This book is unique, unlike any you’ve read before. As far as I know, there aren’t any other English biographical accounts that deal with this difficult topic. You will read about the turmoil and identity crisis in which Mitzllal was thrown–and about her eventual triumph and discovery of true connection. Mitzllal is a book that will touch you to the core, as it gives you a real appreciation for the zechus of being a Jew.
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