"Natürlich hatte ich eine unglückliche Kindheit; eine glückliche lohnt sich ja kaum. Schlimmer als die normale unglückliche Kindheit ist die unglückliche irische Kindheit, und noch schlimmer ist die unglückliche irische katholische Kindheit", so beginnt Frank McCourt seine Erinnerungen an die armseligen Kinder- und Jugendjahre in den Slums von Limerick. In seinem Buch, geschrieben mit Humor und Sprachwitz, verbinden sich erschütternde Begebenheiten, skurrile Charaktere, tiefstes Elend und höchste Lebenslust.

Zusatztext Malcom Jones! Jr. Newsweek It is only the best storyteller who can so beguile his readers that he leaves them wanting more when he´s done. With Angela´s Ashes! McCourt proves himself one of the very best. Informationen zum Autor Frank McCourt (19302009) was born in Brooklyn, New York, to Irish immigrant parents, grew up in Limerick, Ireland, and returned to America in 1949. For thirty years he taught in New York City high schools. His first book, Angela's Ashes , won the Pulitzer Prize, the National Book Critics Circle Award, and the Los Angeles Times Book Award. In 2006, he won the prestigious Ellis Island Family Heritage Award for Exemplary Service in the Field of the Arts and the United Federation of Teachers John Dewey Award for Excellence in Education. Klappentext "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. Zusammenfassung 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. "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. ...

Autorentext

Frank McCourt (1930–2009) was born in Brooklyn, New York, to Irish immigrant parents, grew up in Limerick, Ireland, and returned to America in 1949. For thirty years he taught in New York City high schools. His first book, Angela’s Ashes, won the Pulitzer Prize, the National Book Critics Circle Award, and the Los Angeles Times Book Award. In 2006, he won the prestigious Ellis Island Family Heritage Award for Exemplary Service in the Field of the Arts and the United Federation of Teachers John Dewey Award for Excellence in Education.

Klappentext

"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.

Zusammenfassung
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.

"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.