Before we left New York to Texas, a friend of mine, Mafe Fox, gave me 2 books for me to read on the plane and on times of being alone. The first one I read was “Angela’s Ashes” by Frank McCourt, a memoir of his growing years. I started reading it abroad the plane; obviously I didn’t able to finish it by the time we landed in Texas. I didn’t pick the book up again until we settled into our new place.
My father and mother should have stayed in New York where they met and married and where I was born. Instead, they returned to Ireland when I was four, my brother, Malachy, three, the twins, Oliver and Eugene, barely one, and my sister, Margaret, dead and gone.
When I look back on my childhood I wonder how I survived at all. It was, of course, a miserable childhood: the happy childhood is hardly worth your while. Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood and worse yet is the miserable Irish Catholic childhood.
People everywhere brag and whimper about the woes of their early years, but nothing can compare with the Irish version: the poverty; the shiftless loquacious alcoholic father; the pious defeated mother moaning by the fire; pompous priests; bullying schoolmasters; the English and the terrible things they did to us for eight hundred long years.
Above all – we were wet.
-Frank McCourtI was totally moved with this book – it’s written with humor and with all sincerity and honesty. Frank was braved enough to tell the world of the poverty he experienced as a child in Limerick. I honestly cried several times while reading this book, not just because how I pity them but for the very fact that I remembered some of my dark days in my childhood. Although I never suffered from poverty but it did pain me seeing my mom suffer. Hearing your mother cry and seeing her miserable was the worst pain I can recall as a kid. She’s been through a lot as a mother and as a wife. And I love her so dearly for being strong. It made me miss her more.
This book is definitely worthy of the Pulitzer award it got and I seriously recommend this to everyone – my friends and family especially to my Mom. It’s worth every minute of your time, every drop of tears and every smile. Such a great piece of literature!
How interesting indeed to learn that after all the pain, hunger and sufferings – love, strength and success comes out of misery.
I will forever be grateful to Mafe for sharing this book with me.