Today we celebrate 96 years since the birth of the Romanian writer who marked my adolescence and, later on, my writting style. Another year went by and I was able to enjoy his works, his jovial and forever young spirit. I cannot imagine what my love for books, for humorous people and adventures would have looked like, had not been for Vlad Musatescu's books. But I know how all of these are because he took the time and opportunity to write them. Is there a greater joy?! And thus, my pledge is to give that joy to you, too. And keep his memory alive.
Vlad Musatescu lives on!
„
‘You
stress yourself in vain, master! You won’t wake up mister teacher even if you
fire off a gun… It’s the same for me, too!’
‘What
do you mean, you’re just as difficult when you drink?’, I angrily asked.
‘Me?
Ever since I’m reformed, I don’t drink anymore. I was talking about mister
teacher. I know him for a while, now. It’s the same for me, too. He falls asleep
in the carriage, and I can’t wake him up…’
‘And
you don’t know his address?’
‘No!
Since he doesn’t talk… How can one find it out? I only work during the night.
And I take mister teacher in my carriage only when his drunk, ‘cause he only
drinks at night. Otherwise, he’s a great man. I take him up to my home, I put
him in the same bed as my wife, but I sleep between them so no fuss is created,
and on the next day he pays me off. Even the rides I did not make… ‘cause he’s
a fair man.’
(excerpt
from “Approximate Adventures”)
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