Tzili is, at face-value, not what you might expect when you open a book about the Holocaust. Appelfed was partially inspired by his own life experiences in the writing of this work, but it's a fictionalized narrative based on a somewhat true events. Which raises a lot of questions in itself, regarding Holocaust literature.
The framing of the narrative is a little strange; Tzili is not given the opportunity to narrate herself. She doesn't really do much herself, either, throughout the story--she comes into contact with several people, all of whom beat her, chastise her, reject her, impregnate her, or leave her. It's a meager, despair-filled existence. Tzili also lacks depth, for she's at an impressionable age, yet doesn't have access to any figure that could leave a valuable impression upon her. She's truly alone, fending for herself, adopting to role of "Maria's daughter," Maria being a woman who has several children and to whom no respect is paid. She lacks the language to articulate the events that occur around her, she's not outwardly "Jewish" (there is no physical marker or accent that would lead anyone to believe her as such), and she's not very intelligent, having failed in school. But these very negative facets of her life are what prevent much more harm from being caused.
There's much to speak on the gender dynamics in this story--Mark impregnates her, taking advantage of her, and his unrequited love for her. Mark re-appears several times after leaving her, as if he is the driving force behind her desire to push forward; she looks to his absence for reassurance. Other male figures intervene and help her on her way, as well. Much of her support system comes from male characters and their interactions with her. And especially given that his story is written by a man, Aharon Appelfeld, it read a little odd to me. I don't mean to discredit his writing of this story, but the male perspective/narrative style/gaze is apparent in this story writ large.
What's especially interesting about this story is that Tzili is not directly involved with the events of the Holocaust; she experiences its repercussions on a more indirect level. But take that with a grain of salt, because there is deeper meaning in the narrative structure. And I don't mean to privilege any one narrative over another, as there is no need to rank or create a hierarchy of stories.
Despite the criticism, the story is easy to read, and provides a fascinating perspective on the Holocaust that might otherwise have been left untold. It was enjoyable in that it was interesting, but not in that the material was "fun" to read.