This is the story of a boy, Frank McCourt, his family and life in Ireland. When things may seem a little sad, this story is a reminder that they can always get worse. The opening sentence of the book(1) captures your attention, makes you wonder why the character feels that way and, while you read the story, you realize it. You are led into a first person narrative, through the author's childhood and adolescence. This book takes you on a wild ride back and forth from the streets of New York to the slums of Limerick, Ireland. The narrative is bold, fun, smart and sometimes heartbreaking. McCourt describes his family brilliantly allowing us a glimpse of his past and what made them what they were - his alcoholic father, his broken mother and his brothers. When it comes to the last page, you feel wonderfully intimate of this family. The way McCourt uses words to describe his thoughts and feelings is unbelievable. The images are vivid, almost like a movie, you can almost hear the author telling you about their difficulties with a bitter smile on his face. This book encompasses everything from a hospital admission, the death of siblings still in his early years until the need to steal to survive. This is a motivating novel that makes you realize that, however bad things get, unless you're dead, you can make them better. I highly recommend this book. As far as I recall, this is one of the best books I’ve ever read.