This book was awesome. The author narrated it with his wonderful Irish accent and it made it really come to life. I would highly recommend this but wished I would have read Angela's Ashes first.
What a delightful book. Frank McCourt never fails to please. Writing simply and wonderfully about a life full of ups and downs. I don't give a "fiddler's fart" who you are this book has to appeal in some aspect of your life.
The book's author/narrator was very entertaining. "Do I detect an Irish brogue? HAR. HAR." I found his childhood stories interesting and the stories of his students funny.
Frank McCord has a silver tongue. His way with words is poetry, his descriptions are graphic, his first person presentation is hauntingly humble. He depicts the life in Ireland as it spills over into the slums of New York. It is a miracle to see how his desire to go to college in spite of "not having gone to high school", having to work at low paying drudgery jobs, living in horrible little rooms, receiving no encouragement from those who could help, sharing his small income with his mother in Ireland, and living on the dream of possessing the girl from Connecticut --in spite of all those things he persevered and grew into an inspiring literature teacher of reluctant high school students. The guilt he felt for his mother's unhappy life and for his "Irish weakness" (love of the beer) was surely offset by the lovely daughter he and the "girl from Connecticut" shared. His reading the book was also a delight.
"Tis" is a story that compels you to look forward to the next chapter and the next even though the events are simply life -- albeit a difficult one. McCourt never, however, gives you a chance to really cheer for him. As you become more engrossed in his life, you also grow more frustrated with his decision process and destructive tendancies that seem to exacerbate his woes. No question he had a tough time coming up and making a life for himself. For that he can be commended for making it to this pinnacle of success. His occasional moments of joy at the art of teaching others was his only refuge. And his dedication to the teaching profession is admirable. And, all of it mixed together makes a great story worth the time.
Excellant well read,felt as if you were there. You really start to feel for Frank and yet you would have loved to hit him upside his head. This book really got you involved.
"Frank McCourt was born in 1931 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 various New York City high schools, including Stuyvesant, and in city colleges. He lives with his wife, Ellen, in New York City and Connecticut."