by Panni Palasti
reviewed by Paul Smith
Anybody wandering back in time to write a memoir faces the challenge of what to reveal, what to leave out. It’s the way they confront this issue which defines the work as true to character, authentic.
The title of Panni Palasti’s memoir is Budapest Girl” – an immigrant confronts the past. There. Right there on the cover she’s faced it. Inside, in the prologue, she doesn’t back away either. When a stranger asks, ” Why don’t you mention until page 74 that your father was Jewish?” she responds : ‘Why? Maybe because as a child I was afraid of being branded a Jew’.