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Jag minns min gröna dal (1939)

av Richard Llewellyn

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A young man comes of age in a quaint Welsh town.
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No one who reads How Green Was My Valley ever forgets it. Simple and beautifully told, the story of life in a Welsh village as seen trough the eyes of a child.
  Daniel464 | Aug 19, 2021 |
Take a step back in time and read this vintage novel. "How Green Was My Valley" was initially published in 1940.

This is a poignant tale told by a young man growing up in the coal mining area of Wales. Visualize a cluster of quaint scattered villages remotely located at the base of a lush green mountain, with modest cabin homes occupied by large families. The coal mining Welsh lived a simple life. The men all worked in the mines unless they had some other useful skill as a local tradesman. The women labored in the home and had babies. Life consisted of school for the children until about 14 years of age, early marriage, church on Sunday, and once in a great while a celebration.

It is the coming of age story of Huw Morgan who loved his mothers cooking, admired his brothers, and respected his sisters. He adored his father and was determined to live up to the standards set by his dad of what it means to be a man.

And Huw loved nature. How green was his valley? Let’s just say it was green until it wasn’t any more. Huw recants his life in this beautiful narrative and in spite of the financial, social, and educational limitations, he views his youth with nostalgic clarity: learning to defend himself against bullies, falling in love, and starting his first job.

One by one Huw’s family and acquaintances left the area. Between violent efforts to form a union and coal mining strikes that lasted months on end, many of Huw’s brothers abandoned the area traveling to lands with better opportunities. Some people died, Others were chased out of town, shamed by what was considered unacceptable behavior. Huw witnessed it all. And during those years the green, green valley turned black from the coal slag and soot.

The dialogue is authentic Welsh dialect, the descriptions brilliantly vivid, the characters an assortment of personalities including a famous Welsh boxer and the local priest - both playing a major role in Huw’s life.

"How Green Was My Valley" won the National Book Award and was made into a Hollywood movie in 1941 featuring Roddy McDowall as Huw.

Rated 4 Stars June 2021 ( )
  LadyLo | Aug 13, 2021 |
I've been working on this book, and while I see why people call it a classic, I find I am getting bored with only getting the male point of view. I've read a third of it, and am ready to quit. ( )
  MarthaJeanne | Jan 15, 2021 |
There is lovely to read. Richard Llewellyn crafts a lyrical, yearning memoir (one assumes it must be rooted in his experience) of growing up in the Welsh mining valleys around the end of the19th century. The telling can be nostalgic but always seem authentic: the characters in his large family; the strikes and disputes with the mine owners; emigration to the New World as an outlet; solidarity and factionalism in chapelgoing and preaching; the strength and support, the camaraderie in the Valleys community, but also often its narrow-minded rebukes and exclusion; presentiments, sadly, of the Aberfan disaster (slag heaps towering above the village houses). Just as memorable are Llewellyn’s deep, sensual, enveloping descriptions of the touch and feel of things - of one’s pride and solemnity at putting on the first pair of long “trews”, of the vegetables “mixing in warm comfort together” to make a “potch”, of the feel of a kiss, and of why it’s the mouth we use for kissing, not the nose or eyes (still lyrically described, despite the absurdity). ( )
1 rösta eglinton | Jun 27, 2020 |
A beautiful read. I loved the diction. It was distracting at first, but I became used to it after a bit and then it felt like poetry.

I think that anyone who has had any ties to union disputes and the terrible chaos they cause can understand this story. Particularly anyone who has had family working in manual labor jobs that war somewhat with the environment (such as mining).

I cried at the end for the beauty and the sorrow and the wonder of the story. I don't cry often at books or movies, so this was not a usual thing for me. ( )
1 rösta slmr4242 | Oct 16, 2019 |
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I am going to pack my two shirts with my other socks and my best suit in the little blue cloth my mother used to tie round her hair when she did the house, and I am going from the Valley.
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It is very strange to think back like this, although come to think of it, there is no fence or hedge round Time that has gone. You can go back and have what you like if you remember it well enough.
Singing was in my father as sight is in the eye.
Along the river it was, outside the village, and in that day a little paradise, with the river so clear and broadly green, and silver about the rocks, and willows bending to wash, and reeds in plenty for the frogs, and fish for the herons, and quiet for the ducks and little water-hens.
Dear little house that I have lived in, there is happiness you have seen, even before I was born. In you is my life, and all the people I have loved are a part of you, so to go out of you, and leave you, is to leave myself.
Beautiful were the days that are gone, and O, for them to be back. The mountain was green, and proud with a good covering of oak and ash, and washing his feet in a streaming river clear as the eyes of God. The winds came down with the scents of the grass and wild flowers, putting a sweetness to our noses, and taking away so that nobody could tell what beauty had been stolen, only that the winds were old robbers who took something from each grass and flower and gave it back again, and gave a little to each of us, and took it away again.
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