Some days ago I commented a blog which was about POSZT. I wrote that I'm very interested in it, and hopefully I will see some performances of famous theatres form different part of the country. But now I would like to write about the National Theatre of Pécs, namely about two totally different performances I've seen in the past few days.

In my opinion the best staging of this season are The Fifth Seal (Az ötödik pecsét) and The Imaginary Invalid (Képzelt beteg). These are incomparable with each other, first of all because of their genre. The former is played in Hungary in 1944, so I think everybody can imagine this historical period. There occur several important moral questions which can't be easily answered by the characters and we will leave the theatre with the same doubts: what would we do in the place of the characters? The topic is serious-how can we preserve our humanity and integrity when our life is in danger...

The second play, in contrast with this is a comedy. It takes place in the Chamber Theatre which was rearranged this time: the stage is in the centre with the auditorium on its two sides. We sat in the third line, so I felt that the actors are very close to me, the whole situation had a homely atmosphere. I laughed a lot, there were some topical jokes, as well. When we entered to the theatre we saw smaller and bigger aquariums on the stage with fishes, so it was very unusual. There were three musicians on the stage during the whole play, as well, they hanged together with the play, so I didn't noticed them...

Finally I would like to add that the actors and actresses play was excellent. The young generation (like Adrienn Herczeg, András Pál, Zsolt Zayzon) and the seniors (Béla Stenczer, Zsolt Lipics, Sándor N. Szabó, Ádám Krum) could cooperate very well. If you are interested in the world of theatre, you should see these performances...

Kundera

There were times when somebody asked me about my favourite book. I couldn't answer...I felt that I am less than others. The time wore on and now I can pridefully say I also have a favourite book. And I didn't do anything for it.

How did this book find me? I got it from my room-mate in the summer of 2006, and I almost became an addict:). The title was: Immortality, written by Milan Kundera. To say the truth I haven't heard about him until that point.

I'm not sure anybody will understand me without reading something from Kundera, but this book is a kind of “I can't tell you the content, you must read it”-type novel. The whole story begins with a gesture of a woman, than we hear a conversation between Goethe and Hemingway in the heaven, and the death pervades the whole story...

And one last thing: I've never wanted to reread a book, this was the first time when I would like to do this...

Today is Easter. We all know that this holiday is more than chocolates and eggs. But now I would like to share some curiosity about it. Did you know that the earliest date of Easter was in 1818? This day was March 22. In this year, 2008, we celebrate it on March 23, and our offspring will do alike in 2160, as well. Easter fell on its latest possible day in 1943.

There are some popular custom in connection with Easter. My family usually paint eggs, eat ham. Boys sprinkle us with perfumed water or sometimes they come with soda-water siphon-which isn't so funny as they think:). But in the surrounding countries, for example in Czech Republic and in Slovak there are other traditions: men spank women with a willow rod (but normally it isn't painful), and women can retaliate by throwing cold water on the men:). This last part is very interesting, but I'm happy not to live there:)

In our village there is an other, not too nice tradition-from the girls point of view: boys scatter straw into the girl's garden at night, and we have to clean it in the very early morning...I'm not sure whether this is a common tradition or not.

On the whole I like this holiday because we can have a lot of fun, and my family is together in these occasions.

Hy again!

It is only the fifth week of the spring semester, but my thoughts are dominated by the following one. I was spending the last few days thinking about learning a semester abroad. You know there is the opportunity called Erasmus with which we can try this. I decided to apply, because maybe this passibility is the only way for me to study abroad and to improve my English...
If it succeeded, I'll go on writing this blog about my experiences, perhaps from Amsterdam:)

I’m reading the last piece of it. We spent more than seven years “together”, with smaller or bigger pauses. I know I should read something else which is so called belles-lettres (because this is what I’m learning), but I like it:). This is Harry Potter and his adventures against the bad world hand in hand with his friends.

It isn’t a simple tale and this occurred to me when I heard my aunt, my cousins and my mother to talk about it like an excited child. My cousin in whose hand I’ve never seen any books likes it, and since he’s started to read Harry Potter he’s bought and read several other books, as well. I don’t want to analyse whether these books have an importance or literary value or not, but something mysterious, something magical is there…

Oh, and I’ve got a question, as well: if you’ve read the books, please answer me. I’ve got my favourite and I’m interested in which one is yours:)

Historical moment

:These are my first words in my blog:). I decided to write after I saw another blog of William Kamkwamba. There was a short film about him with a longer interview, and pictures about his life. It was worth watching:) A teenager, who had to stop school because his parents couldn't pay it, has became a successful man with a lot of plans for the future. He is now learning in an academy. So may be it's not so interesting for everybody, but for me it is a great example of how a dream can come true, and if we do something for ourself to make our life better then it will succeed...