Discover the heart-warming and uplifting story of a Glasgow tenement urchin finding her way against adversity
Born during the Second World War in Glasgow, Christine Fraser was her mother's eighth child.
Growing up with her siblings in a tiny flat, learning to avoid her hardworking, hard-drinking one-eyed father, making a menace of herself in the streets along with the other urchins, Christine lived an impoverished life but never once cared.
Until she was struck down by a terrible illness.
Suddenly, her wild days of childhood were over. A long spell in hospital completely changed her life. Now she found herself dependent on others for so many of her needs. And on top of that, her mother and father have died.
Yet Christine was always resourceful and never once looked down.
She knew that always there, if you looked hard enough, was some blue up above the chimneys . . .
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Autorentext
Christine Marion Fraser was the author of over twenty bestselling books, both fiction and non-fiction, most famous for her Rhanna series. In total, her books have sold well over three and half million copies. She died in 2002.
Zusammenfassung
The wild childhood of a Glasgow tenement urchin
Born during the Second World War in Glasgow, Christine Fraser was her mother's eighth child. Growing up with her siblings in a tiny flat, learning to avoid her hardworking, hard-drinking one-eyed father, making a menace of herself in the streets along with the other urchins, Christine lived an impoverished life but never once cared. Until she was struck down by a terrible illness.
Suddenly, her wild days of childhood were over. A long spell in hospital completely changed her life. Now she found herself dependent on others for so many of her needs. And on top of that her mother and father died.
Yet Christine was always resourceful and never once looked down. She knew that always there, if you looked hard enough, was some blue up above the chimneys.