The debut novel by 28-year-old Arab-Israeli Kashua has been praised around the world for its honesty, irony, humor, and its uniquely human portrayal of a young man who moves between two societies, becoming a stranger to both.
He excels at school and his family dreams that by the time he gr.
Not at all politically motivated, the boy knows nothing of national identity; he simply wants to get through the school day without getting smacked by his teacher.
He says kids smaller than us walk through the streets singing \'P-L-O----Israel NO!\' and he shouts at us for not even knowing what PLO stands for.
We can\'t even draw a flag.
The young narrator is nothing like his father, who doesn\'t understand how my brothers and I came out the way we did.
When he was released years later, he remained politically active, revering the Egyptian president Nasser, and for a time, joined the communist party.
The grandmother visited her son every week, wrote letters to the mayor, anyone who might be able to help her son.
At his urging, his grandmother tells him about the newspaper clippings: his father was always the handsomest and the smartest in Tira, until he was thrown in jail for his political activity (eg: bombing a school cafeteria).
All he finds are towels and some soaps from Mecca, but then he notices his father\'s photo in the old newspaper lining the suitcase, and some postcards in his father\'s handwriting.
One day he gets there and she is not there, so he unlocks the cupboard and pulls out the box.
Paranoid from then on, he races home every day at recess to see if she\'s died.
One night she tells him where the key to her secret cupboard are, and if she should die, he must find all the death equipment in the blue bag.
Every night after his brothers fall asleep, he climbs into bed with his grandmother, his main source of comfort and protection.
Better to die fighting for your land than to give it away.
His grandmother and father constantly impress upon him the significance of their land: when so many people fled or sold theirs away, they held strong.
As a child, our nameless narrator/antihero lives with his family in his grandmother\'s house.
A bildüngsroman suffused with humor and irony, Dancing Arabs centers on a young boy from a poor Arab village, his haphazard receipt of a scholarship to a Jewish boarding school, and the dislocation and alienation that ensues when he finds himself faced with the impossible: the imperative to straddle two famously incompatible worlds.
The debut novel by 28-year-old Arab-Israeli Kashua has been praised around the world for its honesty, irony, humor, and its uniquely human portrayal of a young man who moves between two societies, becoming a stranger to both
