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D**N
Wonderful book
A great story of a very successful early twentieth century writer and eastern European immigrant fleeing persecution who came to America as a child with her family and aprospered. .This book is about her experiences.. (My hero.)
M**E
A lyrical memoir that sings of America
This amazing book, written more than a hundred years ago, captures an immigrants experience, the immigrant experience. Antin expressed the exuberance of innocence, undaunted optimism, intimate moments of self doubt.She writes of her childhood from the perspective of a young woman, but she captures the emotions and confusion of growing up in a strange land she immediately possesses.This is not your grandmother's story, but it might be.
D**D
The Promised Land
I bought this book for a course that I will be taking net month. The delivery and condition of the book were as advertised. Thanks
S**A
great author
Mary Antin was an amazing person. English was her second language, however, she mastered the language and used words I had not heard before. Great story!
J**N
I enjoyed both voices
There are two voices in this book; one is that of a brash, opinionated, precocious, ambitious, egotistical, social climbing teenager growing up Jewish in Czarist Russia and coming of age as an immigrant in Boston. The other is a the voice of an adult exulting in the spirit of America and dedicating herself to helping others. The first voice may have been reprised from a diary, because of its tone and detail. The second belongs to the author's present, because it's richer and wiser. Both are true, and both are self-aware manifestations of a self performing for itself, greedy for praise, aching to justify sacrifices made on her behalf by immigrant parents--the story of America at the end of the Nineteenth Century. I enjoyed both voices. Her neighborhood was mine, Ward 8 of the South End, before it was destroyed by urban renewal. She repaired for solace and inspiration to the same bridge where kids in my set jumped into Ft. Point Channel, before it was polluted beyond use; she visited the same settlement houses. I knew where she lived, shared the view of the lumberyard from her window, heard the same streetcars she heard on the way to the trolley barn, heard the same sounds across air shafts, labored to justify parents like hers. My house and street also no longer exist. Her story is my story and that of all urchins who rose from the slums or perished in it.
T**R
Very good!
The condition of the book was perfect, the delivery was very fast. I can only recommend everybody to shop here!
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