Hungered
Cut along the dashed lines and pass the cards around the table.
Before we talk about the book at all: what is the one dish that, for you, means somebody loves me? Tell us who made it.
Where did you do most of your reading of this one, and did Sofia's voice feel like company or like overhearing something private?
Sofia's mother makes a promise early on. What did you feel in your chest when you read it, and did you believe her?
This book treats hunger as more than empty stomachs. Which kind of hunger in it did you recognize most from your own life, and were you comfortable recognizing it?
The grown-ups here can be generous and cruel in the same breath. Was there a moment where you wanted to forgive one of them, and did you let yourself?
Rizkalla writes a child's world in a child's language. Did that narrowness feel cozy and protective to you, or did it make you want to reach into the page and pull Sofia out?
Think of the smallest act of care anybody shows Sofia in this book, something easy to skim past. Why did that one stay with you more than the big moments?
By the last pages, what did you find yourself quietly wishing for Sofia, not predicting, just wishing? And what in her own voice gave you permission to hope for it?