Era o tab\u0103r\u0103 de premian\u0163i. Prima tab\u0103r\u0103 din vie\u0163i\u015foara mea de copil. Secretul era c\u0103 n-o pl\u0103teau p\u0103rin\u0163ii, o c\u00e2\u015ftigaser\u0103 c\u00e2teva eminen\u0163e cenu\u015fii. \u015ei dac\u0103 nu trebuiau da\u0163i bani, bine\u00een\u0163eles c\u0103 aveam voie s\u0103 merg.
\nEu o c\u00e2\u015ftigasem pentru c\u0103 aveam o memorie bun\u0103, re\u0163ineam u\u015for c\u00e2rna\u0163i interminabili de poezii patriotice \u00eenc\u0103 din gr\u0103dini\u0163\u0103 \u015fi, paradox, de\u015fi \u00een via\u0163a de zi cu zi eram de o timiditate crispant\u0103, \u00een secunda \u00een care \u00eemi d\u0103deai de recitat ceva cu glorie, du\u015fmani crun\u0163i, flamuri \u015fi vitejie, \u00eemi cre\u015ftea o sul\u0103 de minimum 30 de centimetri \u00een repaus. \u015ei care m\u0103 \u0163inea p\u00e2n\u0103 se termina serbarea, apoi farmecul meu de eminen\u0163\u0103 cenu\u015fie disp\u0103rea \u015fi r\u0103m\u00e2neam doar cenu\u015fie.
\n\u00cen fine, c\u00e2\u015ftigasem tab\u0103ra asta de pionieri frunta\u015fi \u00een \u00centorsura Buz\u0103ului, care era \u00een acela\u015fi jude\u0163 cu ora\u015ful meu de origine, Covasna, ceea ce \u00eensemna, pe scurt: acelea\u015fi peisaje r\u0103pitor de frumoase, cu p\u0103duri virgine \u00een care Schweighofer Holzindustrie nu \u00eenfipsese \u00eenc\u0103 topori\u015fca, acela\u015fi frig de f\u0103ceai \u0163ur\u0163ur la anus c\u00e2nd expirai – bine\u00een\u0163eles, cazare la un internat oribil, \u00een care azi n-ai b\u0103ga nici pu\u015fc\u0103ria\u015fi, c\u0103 s-ar pl\u00e2nge pe loc la CEDO \u015fi ai pl\u0103ti tot bugetul Rom\u00e2niei pe 2018 sanc\u0163iune. Fiind un internat oribil, frigul din\u0103untru era doar cu c\u00e2teva grade mai bl\u00e2nd dec\u00e2t cel dinafar\u0103, iar noi, copiii, dormeam cu pulovere \u015fi paltoane pe noi.
\nM\u00e2ncarea era variat\u0103: varz\u0103 c\u0103lit\u0103 cu urme vagi de sl\u0103nin\u0103, cartofi p\u00e2rp\u0103li\u0163i cu urme vagi de nu se \u015ftie nici azi ce, \u015fi orez incolor, inodor \u015fi insipid, cu arom\u0103 de nimic. Bine, eu pe atunci eram at\u00e2t de emo\u0163ionat\u0103 s\u0103 fiu \u00een sf\u00e2r\u015fit \u00ceN TAB\u0102R\u0102, ca copiii cool, c\u0103 nici nu-mi trebuia m\u00e2ncare.
\nAp\u0103 cald\u0103 nu era, dar chiar s\u0103 fi fost. Cine s-ar fi dezbr\u0103cat pe frigul \u0103la cr\u00e2ncen, s\u0103 se spele?
\n\u015ei totu\u015fi, naiba \u015ftie cum, ne-am distrat glorios \u00een tab\u0103ra aia. Ne l\u0103sau cadrele didactice supraveghetoare s\u0103 ne juc\u0103m dup\u0103 pofta inimii, \u015fi se \u015ftie, joaca e remediul universal al tuturor neajunsurilor, mai ales c\u00e2nd e\u015fti copil. <\/p>\n
A \u00eenceput pe 18 decembrie. Cu mintea mea de acum, \u00eemi dau seama c\u00e2t\u0103 dezinformare era prin \u0163ar\u0103, dac\u0103 s-a plecat cu copii mici la dou\u0103 zile dup\u0103 evenimentele din Timi\u015foara. Program normal pe 19, program normal pe 20. Pe 21, directorul taberei ne-a zis c\u0103 e mai bine s\u0103 st\u0103m \u00een internat \u015fi s\u0103 g\u0103sim activit\u0103\u0163i de interior.
\nPe 22, portretul mare al lui Ceau\u015fescu din hol lipsea. Un televizor aflat \u00een aceea\u015fi \u00eenc\u0103pere d\u0103dea \u015ftiri c\u0103 “dictatorul odios” a fost \u00eenl\u0103turat.
\nNi\u015fte femei de serviciu rupeau cu sete pozele lui Ceau\u015fescu din ni\u015fte almanahuri. Atunci am sim\u0163it o imens\u0103 derut\u0103.
\n-Ieri parc\u0103 era conduc\u0103torul iubit.
\n.-N-a fost niciodat\u0103 conduc\u0103torul iubit, m-a corectat o \u00eenv\u0103\u0163\u0103toare. A fost un tic\u0103los, un nemernic, un gunoi.
\nM-a intimidat ie\u015firea aia, \u015fi n-am avut curajul s\u0103 \u00eentreb: “\u015ei atunci care a fost faza cu toate poeziile alea patriotice pe care m-a\u0163i pus s\u0103 le recit \u00een onoarea lui?”
\n\u00cen continuare, trebuia s\u0103 st\u0103m \u00een internat, s\u0103 nu ie\u015fim, c\u0103 e periculos afar\u0103. De\u015fi la \u00centorsura Buz\u0103ului, afar\u0103 era lini\u015fte \u015fi pace. \u015ei \u00eentuneric, dar asta pentru c\u0103 iarna zilele sunt scurte.
\nPe 23, a sosit o Dacie alb\u0103. Proprietarii ei veniser\u0103 s\u0103-\u015fi recupereze odrasla. De pe bancheta din spate, a cobor\u00e2t mama. Ea venise s\u0103 m\u0103 recupereze pe mine.
\n“Vai, ce bine c\u0103 e\u015fti \u00eentreag\u0103!”
\n“De ce n-a\u015f fi?” am \u00eentrebat eu care, \u00een mod real, petrecusem ultimele dou\u0103 zile sub cheie \u00een internat, p\u0103zit\u0103 ca o comoar\u0103 inca\u015f\u0103, \u015fi \u00een ultimele 24 de ore, m\u0103 distrasem copios cu rupt almanahuri.
\n\u015ei \u00een vreo dou\u0103 ore, am fost acas\u0103. Unde bunica fierbea de zor o oal\u0103 cu ap\u0103, pentru c\u0103 anticipa halul de jeg \u00een care urma s\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eentorc. \u015ei nu, \u00een primele zile de dup\u0103 revolu\u0163ie nu s-a inventat apa cald\u0103.
\nFoame \u00een continuare nu-mi era. M\u00e2ncarea de internat comunist avea aceast\u0103 calitate: \u00ee\u0163i extirpa complet apetitul. Dar baia aia de la sosire, pe 23… Dumnezeule, Sfinte Sisoe!
\nNu mai \u0163in minte ce plictico\u015fenie de \u0163oal\u0103 nasoal\u0103 am primit cadou de Cr\u0103ciun anul \u0103la. Dar din punctul meu de vedere, adev\u0103ratul cadou a fost ora pe care am petrecut-o \u00een cad\u0103, pur \u015fi simplu ST\u00c2ND \u00een apa cald\u0103 \u015fi bucur\u00e2ndu-m\u0103 de senza\u0163ia eliber\u0103rii. \u015eti\u0163i expresia “a da rap\u0103nul jos”? Pe vremurile alea, nu era nimic metaforic \u00een ea.
\n\u015ei apoi, \u0163in minte cum \u00eel tot ar\u0103tau la televizor pe Ceau\u015fescu mort, ciuruit de gloan\u0163e. Aceea\u015fi fa\u0163\u0103 care, \u00een urm\u0103 cu numai o s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103, decora sur\u00e2z\u00e2nd din rama aurie orice \u00eenc\u0103pere.
\nDac\u0103 l-a\u0163i ur\u00e2t at\u00e2t de tare, de ce am \u00eenv\u0103\u0163at toate poeziile alea \u00een care \u00eei declara\u0163i marea dragoste?
\nPentru c\u0103 ne era fric\u0103 de el.
\nMorala: fere\u015fte-te de oamenii care-\u0163i dedic\u0103 poezii. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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