JILLPARRIS.COM

I challenge individuals and groups to become resilient.

To change:  

 *    life for victimhood

*    nurture for abuse and 

*    resistance for capitulation. 

This website offers a window into this work.

I OFFER YOU GOD SAVE AFRICA Untitled copyAS A GIFT HOPING THAT IT WILL INSPIRE HOPE FOR SOUTH AFRICA’S FUTURE.

GOD SAVE AFRICA PAGE
GOD SAVE AFRICA PDF LINK 

MY FIRST REVIEW:
RETHA BURGER: I have downloaded this now, m’am, after I had read up to page 23 of it in Dropbox. smile emoticon I can’t wait to read the rest of it and… thank you for this gift. I can already see that I am going to learn a lot from it. Thank you for caring. God bless you.

COMMENTS FROM ONE OF YOU:
Thanks Jill for spending time in SA in 2015 to listen to the stories of people who were affected by Apartheid and their reflections on the current Government and then weaving this into a Novel so beautifully … please everyone read this book – I see no better way to spend reconciliation day.

 ANOTHER POSITIVE COMMENT:

Please read this book in your holiday if you care about the future of your country. Its the stories of people who were affected by Apartheid and their reflections on the current Government captured by our good family friend Jill Parris and woven into a beautiful novel. Jill and her family had to leave SA in the 80s because it was becoming too dangerous to be politically active with apartheid spies watching their families every move and


Suddenly Peter grabbed center stage. This memory is vivid. My parents went out for dinner. I sat cross-legged on the couch doing homework, playing an Elvis Presley record. I
WELCOME AND ENJOYlooked at him, now twelve years. He was hunched over a pile of clothes in the middle of Mum’s Persian rug. “What are you doing?” Peter had a lighted match in his hand and was moving it towards his new school uniform. I ran at him, yelling “Stop!” His face contorted, he grabbed the poker and now I ran from the house. Peter followed wielding the poker. “I’ll get you . . . Don’t interfere!” Then he shrieked like a wounded animal. I stopped transfixed. “Help!”

I was responsible for my younger brother but how could I be when he terrified me so. He was the embodiment of all that was horrifying in our family. How could we forget the Holocaust when Peter was both it’s victi how Nazism curtailed my parents’ life opportunities and of how the trauma of the Holocaust impacted my parents, my brother and myself. Was Peter’s illness inevitable or the result of my parents’ loss and dislocation as European Jews? Was there anything I did – as a child or a young adult – that contributed to my younger brother’s struggles or impeded his life-long, unsuccessful bid for wholeness?

A simple story highlights the impact of Nazism and Apartheid on my life and foreshadows my quest to help others affected by violence, mental illness and the asylum seeker issues now prevalent in Australia.

My final conclusion, politics is personal.

A REVIEW

Jill, a few days ago I finished reading your book. Hard to put it down. So moving, sad, despairing, hopeful. Some descriptions, especially of scenes? We’re lyrical. I revelled in the language.

Personally, am still trying to come to grips with the emotions and thoughts it raised for me. It was easy to see Peter as the ‘boogie man’ but in the end I saw him as that dutiful and compassionate self that couldn’t let go of who you wanted to be for him.

Thank you for this book.

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