I remember reading this autobiography many years ago, and rediscovered it while unpacking my books after our last move. Ruth grew up in my home town, but had left many years before I was born. She still has family in the area. This was a really good read and I am looking forward to revisiting Ruth.
EXCERPT: What I am doing, I think, is walking softly behind this child as she creeps down a hallway. Her aunts are in the kitchen, the only warm room in the house, and she is going to eavesdrop.
She doesn’t know me, and I doubt whether I know her. One thing I do understand, she is very frightened. If I could put my hand on her bony little shoulder, I would feel her trembling.
ABOUT THIS BOOK: This first volume of Ruth Park’s autobiography is an account of her isolated childhood in the rainforests of New Zealand, her convent education which encouraged her love of words and writing, and the bitter years of the Depression.She then entered the rough-and-tumble world of journalism and began a reluctant correspondence with a young Australian writer.
In 1942, Park moved to Sydney and married that writer, D’Arcy Niland. There she would write The Harp in the South, the first of her classic Australian novels. A Fence Around the Cuckoo is the story of one of Australia’s best storytellers and how she learnt her craft.
…. I see that, like Phar Lap, Pavlova and Crowded House, Australia has claimed Ruth for their own! 😂😅😂😅
Happy reading my friends 💕📚