But before we accuse the Midrash of anti-feminist tendencies, let us listen to another, more flattering, text:Notice, listen, neither my daughter nor Rabban Gamliel's daughter nor Elie Wisel's wife is silent.
A king met Rabban Gamliel and told him: I don't know how to say this, but . . . your God--yes, your God--is nothing but a thief. Here was Adam sleeping the sleep of the just and suddenly God steals one of his ribs.--Rabban Gamiliel's daughter chose to answer the sovereign: Do you know what happened last night; they took all my silver and in its place they left me gold.--If only I could be the victim of such robbers every night, said the king.--Well, said the sage's daughter, that is precisely what happened to Adam. True, God did take a rib from him, but in exchange he gave him a beautiful woman who helped him when he needed help, served him when he needed to be served and was silent when he talked.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Here's a bit from pages 15 and 16 of that book. Thanks to my daughter, I can't help but think what Marion Wiesel was thinking, rendering her husband's French into this English:
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