“She advanced between the two stretches of green and brown with the same swinging movement starting from the hips and thighs. Overhead, the black night withdrew gradually as the crimson hue of dawn spread out, then, after a while, changed into a glaring orange light. Suddenly, over the edge of the earth a point shone out, grew slowly to become a disc of fire, then climbed up into the sky. But before the light of day had chased away the night, Zakeya had already reached her field, tied the buffalo to the water-wheel beside the stream, removed her black shawl and put it on the ground, rolled up her sleeves, and tied the tail of her galabeya around her waist.” This passage is so simple yet so beautifully written, such a poetic description of a woman making her way to work, at sun rise. The writing is vivid and evocative; it makes me rather feel as if I am reading a fable. I didn’t make it through the entire book this week because I was beset with a bunch of issues, including a recurrence of the hives that I’ve been plagued with since the beginning of the summer semester. It is difficult to concentrate on reading when you are itching and irritable; however having made it through more than half of the book, I can see that GOD Dies is full of fascinating characters such as Metwalli and Fatheya. Saadawi writes so strongly and vividly that I can imagine myself as part of the story. She writes a portrait of cruelty and corruption that is at times difficult to take in, to the point of depressing me, so that I almost don’t want to continue reading. It can be brutal, but I cannot say that it’s not worth reading. I am finishing it now, so that I can have more to say about it