Have you read this book? It’s described as charming, delightful, funny. I don’t find it funny, I find it heartbreaking.
I am a child of immigrants, one a Holocaust survivor. They never felt any drive to disappear, to appear less foreign or less Jewish. (Admittedly, they arrived in the 60s, not the 30s.)
I’ve been the token Jew, the curiousity, the entertainment. But I was aware of it, and could choose whether to play along or to refuse and switch things around.
I’m about 2/3 of the way through. Does it get better, less painful? Does Jack recognise what he is doing to himself and to Sadie? Does he find a compromise?