The Glass Castle by Jeanette Walls is an amazing memoir of spirit, flexibility, forgiveness, and a look into a family at once intensely malfunctioned and distinctively lively. When sober, Jeannette's bright and fascinating dad captured his children's minds, teaching them physical science, math, and how to take on life confidently. But once he developed a drinking problem, he was deceitful and damaging. Her mother was the definition of a free spirit who loathed the concept of home life and didn't want the accountability of nurturing a family. Due to this, the four kids adapted and learned to grow up themselves. They fed, clothed, and protected one another, and eventually moved out of state. Their parents followed them to the new location, wanting to be homeless when the kids thrived and could offer their support. In their childhood, she presents incidents without anger or hurt. Just that they happened. It shaped her goggles of the world. But the past isn't a joyful place to live. She took what good she could from her experiences (or bad to learn from) and moved heroically from a childhood she didn't adore into an adulthood she could create. And that's why this memoir reflects my sense of self. Just like the Walls children, I didn’t ask for the childhood I was given, but rather than sulk in the sadness, I will take what I’ve learned and create the reality I