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In spite of snow up to the knee, I decided to be born on
2 February 1967 (a year before the famous 1968), two months
earlier (I needed another 48 hours to "enter" the
8th month!), which of course had certain consequences: first,
I was born without a single hair on my body, including my
eyelashes which appeared much later. So, I was a real snail
and weighed only 1.7 kg. Second, I ended up in an incubator
where I spent the next few months bored to death.
My brilliant career started when I came out of the incubator.
Before I became Tito's pioneer, some unpredictable things
happened: at the beginning of the famous 68, my granny secretly
took me (my parents were Communists, so anything could happen)
to church to be baptised which was also done in secret, without
any pomp and celebration. Without my knowledge and assent,
of course. The following year I had to have a hernia operation,
which was done successfully, and the "uncle" doctor
recommended that my parents allow him to remove "the
extra bit of skin for hygienic reasons, of course " from
my body. That was the end of the sixties and the period of
the Great Sex Revolution when the whole continent was shaking
in one huge orgasm (the Swedish and Danish because of sex
and the Hungarians because of Russians) and circumcision was
IN even in the West, so my parents were proud to give permission.
That was the story of my circumcision, which, again, was done
without my knowledge or assent.
And then I became Tito's pioneer. Again without my knowledge
and assent, of course, but it turned out to be not a so bad
experience, especially in comparison with the ones in church
and hospital.
These traumatic experiences were followed by a period of
happiness and prosperity. When I wasn't in kindergarten with
my friends I was visiting the Adriatic coast where I had the
privilege to walk around naked and steal little fish from
other people's plates. The idyll was shortly interrupted when
I was enrolled in primary school, but the adjustment lasted
only several years. Then I became aware of the bliss created
by the girls in my class, especially during the classes of
physical education when they were wearing leotard. Yes, I
fell in love for the first time. Without my knowledge and
assent, again, it just happened.
Beside the fact that I was in love, during that golden period
I also started to discover more and more pleasures: Wednesday
new Alan Ford, Friday Politikin Zabavnik. Comics and a weekly
magazine together with the girls from my class made me a hedonist
in no time. This feeling was only strengthened by the later
New Wave, but I'll say more about that later. I could mention
a few more things from the primary school period: I saw President
Tito several times (which was then a major orgasm), went to
4-5 excursions where I met Rubin and Stock, then the divorce
of my parents, mostly things that, should I say this again,
happened without my knowledge and assent.
Then it was time for Grammar School. Beside Alan Ford and
Politik Zabavnik, I spent my pocket money on Galaksija and
Sirijus. And clothing. And records. And movies. And discos.
And yes, women too. Not really women but more girls which
the Grammar School had in just the right number. Extremely
expensive. I had to go to Trieste 2-3 times a year to buy
new "starke" (sneakers), a pair of Levis with an
orange label and Talking Head's records.
I also remember that period for my first trip to the coast
with my buddies. I was in the first grade of Grammar School
and we spent the summer of 83 in Cavtat, almost the whole
month. After three weeks we ran out of money, so the four
of us survived the next seven days thanks to the friends we
met in Cavtat - they paid for the camp and brought sandwiches
to the beach every day. I would like to use this opportunity
to thank them for the fantastic time we spent together. Since
then, I have never again been to the coast with one of my
parents. The team that participated in that historic adventure
consisted of: Kinez, Cicak, Pine & Glista.
(to be continued)
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