I've always loved to create; something unique, and original, I could call my own. I remember building towers from wooden blocks when I lived in Reading; each was different from the one I built before. In order to build a new tower, I'd dismantle the one already built. I never grew bored doing this, rather, I managed to derived immense pleasure from kwing I was able to create so many different structures out of a small quantity of square blocks; I guess this is the reason why I choose to view creation as a tower. It came about from a destructive act. Words exploded out into the furthest regions of space, and over time they are joined by Jews until a tower is constructed. Once the Jews leave the tower, savages begin to tear it apart; they're like mold that disintegrates the infrastructure of a building so eventually it falls to the ground; The Lord then gathers the materials from the tower; scatters them out into space again, and the Jews collect them, and build a tower different from the one before.
The author was given the name, Nigel, at birth, a very common name in Britain, and seven days later conforming to Jewish custom, a circumcision ceremony was performed and he was given both the Hebrew name Tovia and the Yiddish equivalent Tevia, both names imply the blessings and goodness that God bestows. In later years whilst living in Israel he adopted the Hebrew name Eitan, which implies stoicism and impetuousness. All these terms, expressions, are a reflection of his nature. He has depth and complexity, but can display banality, depending on his mood, or the time of day. Due to fate, circumstance, destiny, (whatever term deemed appropriate), over recent years he has not just engaged in a battle with himself in order to become fully actualized, but also a nation called, Canada. He admits that he neither wanted, nor desired, many things that have encroached on the lifestyle he sought to acquire for himself, but by conquering each obstacle placed in his path, he managed to realize himself in a span of time previously never imagined possible, and as a consequence, figured out why the world is in the state it is now. His life has been filled with great struggles, from early childhood onward, and the education he has provided himself is primarily the result of questioning, wanting to better understand, why people behave the way they do, and how certain circumstances arise. Time, history, existence, can be viewed as a story; a story is written with words, and the combination, synthesis, of these words formulates ideas. A story concludes when enough ideas have been coordinated to reveal the design, purpose, and reasoning, behind a plot. If a new beginning is upon us, and time can be contracted by the formulation of ideas, and Nigel Shindler's book is seen as an amalgamation of the primary concepts that have formulated the history of human civilization; it is mankind alone that is responsible for this occurrence.