People who think I have insulted Ireland or Limerick or my family have not read the book!
From Frank McCourt
We had nothing, no television, no radio, nothing to get in the way. We read by the streetlight at the top of the lane, and we acted out the stories.
I was just dreaming, and if, if I'd written the book and nobody wanted it, I would have put it in the drawer and said, 'Well, I did that.'
I didn't have to struggle at all to get an agent and a publisher. Everything fell into my lap.
When I was a teacher, I'd walk into the classroom. I stood at the board. I was the man. I directed operations. I was an intellectual and artistic and moral traffic cop, and I - and I would direct the class, most of the time.
I don't know anything about a stock!
The part of Limerick we lived in is Georgian, you know, those Georgian houses. You see them in pictures of Dublin.
My sister died in Brooklyn.
My mother had had six children in five and a half years, and three of them died in that time.
I worked in a number of high schools in New York, and I wound up at Stuyvesant High School, which is known nationally for producing brilliant scientists and mathematicians, but I had writing classes. I thought I was teaching. They thought I was teaching, but I was learning.
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