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will love Sign up for LibraryThing to find out whether you'll like this book. A heartrending memoir of McCourt's early life in Ireland written in a moving and completely unaffected manner. But if I had read this first I wouldn't have chosen the Limerick area for a holiday! (  ) debutnovelist | Nov 5, 2009 |  While the writing style was pleasant, I found this book to be a little slow for my taste. It is well written and of a decent story, but there leaves a lot of questions unanswered (in my opinion). (  ) Sovranty | Oct 22, 2009 | I was hesitant to get this book because I thought it would be devilshly boring, but I am glad to say I was proved wrong. I found Frank McCourt's autobiography very insightful and funny. I particularly liked the parts when Frank is praying or is in confession. He is so guilty and nervous, it just made me laugh. Even thought it does tell of the horrors growing up in lower class Ireland, I thouroghly enjoyed it. (  ) mcollier | Sep 17, 2009 | En tragisk og skræmmende historie om 30´ernes krise og hvilken betydning den havde for folk. En historie om Irlands religiøse problematikker. ( ) pernillekong | Sep 13, 2009 | I laughed till I cried, but then I am Irish and understand the humor of the poverty and the Irish "problem". ( ) oldman | Sep 2, 2009 | 
 This memoir is an instant classic of the genre -- all the more remarkable for being the 66-year-old McCourt's first book.
Amazon.com (ISBN 0007205236, Paperback)"Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood," writes Frank McCourt in Angela's Ashes. "Worse yet is the miserable Irish Catholic childhood." Welcome, then, to the pinnacle of the miserable Irish Catholic childhood. Born in Brooklyn in 1930 to recent Irish immigrants Malachy and Angela McCourt, Frank grew up in Limerick after his parents returned to Ireland because of poor prospects in America. It turns out that prospects weren't so great back in the old country either--not with Malachy for a father. A chronically unemployed and nearly unemployable alcoholic, he appears to be the model on which many of our more insulting cliches about drunken Irish manhood are based. Mix in abject poverty and frequent death and illness and you have all the makings of a truly difficult early life. Fortunately, in McCourt's able hands it also has all the makings for a compelling memoir.(retrieved from Amazon Fri, 24 Apr 2009 07:58:04 -0400) The first test round has been closed. Visit the Open Shelves Classification group for details. |
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