Confessions of a Sephardi boy with an Ashkenazi wannabe mother
My mother changed our names - and more - to give them a less Sephardi ring.
So I’m a Mizrahi, it seems, and there’s not much to be done about it. The Bulgarian parentage, the name Igal Mashiah, the deep dark complexion. The name Igal was a source of fierce controversy between my mother and father, so my Aunt Haya later told me.