Are You There, God? It’s Me, Margaret

A novel by Judy Blume.


Reprinted with permission from American Jewish Fiction: A JPS Guide (Jewish Publication Society).

At first glance, there seems to be no link between the two primary themes of Judy Blume’s classic novel for young adults, Are You There, God? It’s Me, Margaret: after all, what does having your first menstrual period have to do with picking a religion?

Margaret Ann Simon, the book’s protagonist, hopes to do both before the end of sixth grade, and when she runs into trouble on both fronts, she worries she is not normal.

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Hardly a cosmopolitan herself-though a habitue of Lincoln Center’s concerts, she has never sat on a plane-Margaret is nonetheless tapped into the currents of her time, an era during which American Jews entrenched themselves in the suburbs, led the sexual revolution, and confronted a host of changes within traditional Jewish communities, including growth in the rate of intermarriage.

Whether she realizes it or not, Margaret is touched by each of these developments. Her family has just moved from the Upper West Side of Manhattan to suburban Farbrook, New Jersey. Margaret’s dad grew up Jewish, her mom Christian–though both profess no religion now–and her doting Jewish grandmother always wants to know whether Margaret has any boyfriends, and whether or not they’re of the tribe.

More dramatically, Margaret’s experience of puberty is marked by new possibilities of sexual frankness: not quite 12, she has seen more than her share of Playboy centerfolds, and her sixth grade class is subjected to an awful sex ed film, What Every Girl Should Know. None of this teaches her much, and her new gang of suburban friends only adds to the muddle.

As a result, Margaret–like J. D. Salinger’s Holden Caulfield and even Huck Finn himself–projects a charming blend of world-weariness and wideeyed innocence as she struggles to figure out who she is. Although she has been informed that she is not religious, she regularly confides in something she calls God–not grasping the irony as she begs, “I’m the only one without a religion. Why can’t you help me?” In other words, Margaret’s a preteen version of Bellow’s Herzog, a believer despite herself.

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