Angela's Ashes

"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.

"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.