I was twelve years old then. We all lived in the Soviet Union, where circles and sections were free. Those who were not directed on the right path by their parents often changed these circles like gloves. At that time, my girlfriend and I went to the art circles at the Palace of Culture.
and bitter.
And one day, when the classes of young painters ended, a friend told me:
- Today in the DC are licees with Polynin. All the corridors and
I know the stairs, do you want to go to the show? The “show” then.
No one knew...
Of course I wanted!
We walked up a black staircase, went down and looked out at the door. The hall of the Palace of Culture was spread behind the door, dressed spectators, walking, waiting for the start of the performance. But unfortunately, at the door, an elderly controller was sitting on the chair. The cloud!
We walked through the door and suddenly a voice came from behind:
Do you want to go see?
Behind us stood a stranger, he came out of the door that led to a small corridor.
We cried silently.
“Well, go,” he said, and we went back to some corridors.
On the way he explained:
Go up to the balcony. There is usually no one checking, but if suddenly
You will be driven out, come to me behind the scenes, I will find a place for you.
We thanked and went to the balcony.
The first department was great. No one bothered us. But then the entrance began and we got bored. We got a lot of courage and went looking for our good wizard.
I did not risk going through the scene. They went back by the familiar path to the black staircase and to the side door. In front of us was a short semi-dark corridor, a bright light was poured out of the open door to the right and silenced voices were delivered.
We stunnedly looked into the room. There were three people sitting in front of a large mirror. Полунина we recognized immediately and frozen on the threshold in full stupor.
What do you think, girls? I asked Assisi.
“Here’s such an uncle... – we forgot, – He’s so kind... He’s us.
I spent...
by A-Aa! Pauline smiled, and he was Robert the child-guide.
So, for the first time, I heard the name of Robert Gorodetsky, whom I saw many times in the room "Blue Canary" in a cylinder and with a funny harmonic.
The rest of the show we watched from behind the scenes. It was great!
I got into home. I arrived late and there were no mobile phones. But all this did not matter much.
I still remember Robert Gorodetsky with warmth in my heart.
A terrible blow was the attack on the actor in 2005 and the following three-week coma. He was very happy to be back on stage. God give him many more years of life and creativity!