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Four Slices of Cake

What do mothers mean to us? What do we learn from them and what is our favourite memory with our mother? They are the strongest, most persistent people who never give up, who we can always count on. The next story presents a mother, a hero who lives for her children. When I was a child, we rarely got any sweets. However, when mom went to the shop, we always looked forward to her return with great expectations. What will she bring us today? Lollypop? Melon-flavoured chewing gum? Or jellybeans? I remember, one day she drew a deep breath as she left to the shop. All we had was 500 HUF and she wanted to buy bread. I didn’t know how much 500 HUF was worth back in those days, but it must have been similar as it is today: not very much. When mom got home, she put down the bread on the table. She took out two lollipops from her pocket and gave them to us smilingly, then went to the kitchen to cook some potatoes. I remember, I was 6 years old when I first got a cake. It was a chocolate cake. We...

That’s when it became clear that I can be a hero, too…

Who do we consider to be heroes and why? For their acts, their qualities, their courage or their clothing? Often when we talk about heroes, superheroes, doctors, firefighters or policemen come to our mind. This story shows the heroism of an ordinary person. My story goes back to when I was 18, and I lived in a condominium where a Russian lady, called Irina lived in the last flat. We were close to each other; her husband was even our distant relative. One day I noticed a lot of smoke coming from their flat. I ran to open the door and saw that their oven caught on fire and Irina was laying on the ground unconscious. I had to act immediately; there was no time to hesitate in that situation. I poured water on the oven, I dragged Irina out of the flat and called the firefighters, who came and put the fire out. It’s important to add, that in case of a disaster, if the flat had blown up, more residents could have got hurt. While on my way to the flat, I kept thinking that I had to act so that...

The person I have got the most from

In our lives we meet a lot of people who have a significant influence on us.  We can call them heroes or role models, but the point is that they impact our lives and smooth the way for us. I consider myself lucky. Ever since I can remember, I’ve been surrounded by amazing people in an atmosphere where I was encouraged to dream big. My parents always supported me, my mum wanted me to graduate and get a decent job so that I could provide for my family. Words cannot express how much they mean to me.  Beside my parents, my mentor, who has become a good friend by now, helped me find my path. My hero story is about him. Music has always intrigued me, so when I started going to a camp as a teenager, I met a lot of exceptionally talented people there. One of the music mentors in the camp was Máté Kovács whom I’ve always admired for his talent. We practiced a lot and he wanted us to make progress individually, too. We made music together, we chose and orchestrated the songs together, h...

True persistence

  What’s your biggest dream, and what would you do to achieve it? Life often doesn’t turn out how we planned. What do you do then? Do you face the difficulties, or do you give up? The story of my hero gets a special place in my heart because it has one main character but two heroes. Where shall I start? Yes, I would like to tell you about my sister. A true perfectionist. She’d had this personality trait already back then when she started university but beginning her studies didn’t go smoothly. Her first thing to do was to apply for a dorm room, because getting to school would have been a true struggle every single day by train, bus and the local bus service. This would have meant six hours of commuting each day. She obviously tried her best to get a place in the dormitory. The story would end here if reality would be like a fairy tale. But we all know that it is not always like that. So, she kept on trying without success for months, she didn’t get a room, meanwhile she would w...

You can escape but only forward

  The pandemic has been in our lives for two years. The whole world is struggling with it, many people have lost their loved ones, their jobs, their financial and spiritual safety. What can you do when the situation seems hopeless and there is nothing to hold onto? The answer is simple, it’s hard to act. But we cannot give up, we must move forward! Our goal is to bring hope with this story to those who lost their relatives. Theatre means a lot to me, I love being on stage, rehearsing, stepping on stage with my colleagues. It’s truly an exceptional way to earn my living doing what I adore. Everything was going well, my life was great, then suddenly problems started to arise. The virus appeared. There was less and less work, the money to live on became uncertain and a crisis in my partner relationship reared its head. Long months have passed, there was nothing to do, I had to take actions. I tried my luck in the Netherlands, I took a job in a factory.  Life started to become nor...