Why did I write this book?

I have been to several book club meetings where my book was discussed. Inevitably, the first question I am asked is, “Why did you write the book?” Even though I believed I had answered this question in the Introduction, some things have shifted in the past two years.

This photo of me was used for my South African Alien’s Registration card. It appears that I am looking querulously into the future: what did it hold for me? Would I be able to see through the great shadows that were cast over the land? I see more clearly now that I needed to untie the knots that my childhood experiences had created in my heart and mind.

I look at the cruelties in today’s world from this aspect. What I see is people’s inability to feel the humanity of those they are oppressing.