Angela's Ashes: A MemoirSimon and Schuster, 17 de dez. de 1998 - 368 páginas A Pulitzer Prize–winning, #1 New York Times bestseller, Angela’s Ashes is Frank McCourt’s masterful memoir of his childhood in Ireland. “When I look back on my childhood I wonder how I managed to survive 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.” So begins the luminous memoir of Frank McCourt, born in Depression-era Brooklyn to recent Irish immigrants and raised in the slums of Limerick, Ireland. Frank’s mother, Angela, has no money to feed the children since Frank’s father, Malachy, rarely works, and when he does he drinks his wages. Yet Malachy—exasperating, irresponsible, and beguiling—does nurture in Frank an appetite for the one thing he can provide: a story. Frank lives for his father’s tales of Cuchulain, who saved Ireland, and of the Angel on the Seventh Step, who brings his mother babies. Perhaps it is story that accounts for Frank’s survival. Wearing rags for diapers, begging a pig’s head for Christmas dinner and gathering coal from the roadside to light a fire, Frank endures poverty, near-starvation and the casual cruelty of relatives and neighbors—yet lives to tell his tale with eloquence, exuberance, and remarkable forgiveness. Angela’s Ashes, imbued on every page with Frank McCourt’s astounding humor and compassion, is a glorious book that bears all the marks of a classic. |
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... re- quired and her mother said , You don't have the knack of it . You're pure useless . Why don't you go to America where there's room for all sorts of uselessness ? I'll give you the fare . She arrived in New York just in time for the ...
... re- quired and her mother said , You don't have the knack of it . You're pure useless . Why don't you go to America where there's room for all sorts of uselessness ? I'll give you the fare . She arrived in New York just in time for the ...
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... you come from in the North of Ireland . Philomena said , There is a suspicion you might have Presbyterians in your ... re here to see you do the right thing by our poor cousin , Angela Sheehan . Malachy said , Och , indeed , indeed . The ...
... you come from in the North of Ireland . Philomena said , There is a suspicion you might have Presbyterians in your ... re here to see you do the right thing by our poor cousin , Angela Sheehan . Malachy said , Och , indeed , indeed . The ...
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... you're in God's house , and when Malachy said , God's house , my arse , he was thrown out on Court Street because you can't say arse in God's house . After baptism Philomena said she had tea and ham and cakes in her house around the ...
... you're in God's house , and when Malachy said , God's house , my arse , he was thrown out on Court Street because you can't say arse in God's house . After baptism Philomena said she had tea and ham and cakes in her house around the ...
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... re gone to bed half hungry because you have to fill your belly with whiskey . He comes to the bedroom door . Up , boys , up . A nickel for every- one who promises to die for Ireland . Deep in Canadian woods we met From one bright island ...
... re gone to bed half hungry because you have to fill your belly with whiskey . He comes to the bedroom door . Up , boys , up . A nickel for every- one who promises to die for Ireland . Deep in Canadian woods we met From one bright island ...
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... you get that fruit ? The man . What man ? The Italian man gave it to me . Did you steal that fruit ? Malachy says ... re sorry . But Dad says , Do you want to tell Freddie you're sorry ? I don't . My parents look at one another . Dad ...
... you get that fruit ? The man . What man ? The Italian man gave it to me . Did you steal that fruit ? Malachy says ... re sorry . But Dad says , Do you want to tell Freddie you're sorry ? I don't . My parents look at one another . Dad ...
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Alphie Angela arse Aunt Aggie baby Bill Galvin Billy Campbell blood bread Bridey brother chamber pot child climb Clohessy coal comes Cuchulain Dad says dance door drink Eugene eyes father Fintan fire fish and chips Frankie girl give go home goes Grandma hair hand Hannon head Ireland Irish James Cagney Jesus Kevin Barry kitchen Laman lane laugh lavatory Leibowitz lemonade Limerick Limerick Leader look lovely Malachy says Mam says Mam tells McCaffrey McCourt Michael Mikey missus morning mother mouth never night Paddy Pat Sheehan pint poor post office pram priest Redemptorist River Shannon Roddy McCorley shillings shoes singing sister sleep smile sorry stay stick stop streets sure talk telegram boy tells Mam there's thing twins Uncle Pa walk wall What's