I got my comeuppance when my youngest daughter married a religious Israeli of Yemenite descent. She was a sweet, gentle, somewhat unworldly girl and was no match for the onslaught of second-classery that befell her. Her opinions and desires were of no importance and were ignored. She was made to do everything he wanted her to do, and to give up her schooling, and her salary when she worked. Everything he owned was his alone, and/or shared with friends. She had to come home from work and cook dinners for these friends, none of whom respected her as a person. She worked until the day each child was born, and was expected to go back to work in a couple of months. He never took her anywhere, spoke only Hebrew which she did not understand to his family and friends. She was never included. He refused to show the simplest consideration and respect to us, her family, and would not come socially to our home. She broke down and they divorced. He trampled her. She, still gentle and naive and now sick, was no match for him. One day he will get his. So much for religious men.
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