Stories from my Life
From my teenage days
I don’t remember in my life (ever) to put something like task or goal to achieve.
My life for me was always like a boat in a slow river.
I came out from poor family: my father was musician in an army orchestra and my mother was second cook in a School for a high level communist activists.
When I had to go to hi school, my father asked me would I like to study music.
“Yes – I said – but I already placed my documents for the chemistry school.”
It was July and I did never touch any musical instrument except my fatherâ€™s clarinet, helping him to clean it.
“Let’s try – he said – you have more than two months.
In two months I had to learn clarinet and make my audition program.
I started the same day, and there was no doubt in me that I’ll be musician.