How Green Was My Valley by Richard Llewellyn won a National Book Award in 1940. Written by an author of Welsh descent, the well-known story may be familiar to many who have seen the movie by the same name. Once again, I loved the book so much more than the screen version. I say this because Hollywood has a tendency to leave out so many aspects of original stories that it disappoints me because the heart of the story is left behind.
This novel about a coal mining family in Wales is so beautifully written that the lyrical words alone brought tears to my eyes. Told in the first-person through the eyes of a man looking back on his life in Wales, the novel stresses the importance of family, faith, and hard work in a coal mining town.
If you choose to read this novel, I recommend listening to it because hearing it read in the welsh dialect adds extra beauty to the story. It is like a very long verse of poetry. Excellent!