Our school (Zmaj) accordeon orchestra had a number somewhere in the north part of town. Nowadays, the instrument seems puny, but then it was some weight and not that easy to carry arround. I guess dad drove, or perhaps our music teacher, a beautiful natural blonde (or I just never ever saw her in any other tone) but with bent legs. Not only that she looked like she was born riding a barrel, she actually couldn't quite walk normally. Now consider that she's standing or walking throughout each lesson... respect for the effort. Oli Boj was there most of the time (she took part in some other number, I'm sure she wasn't a player)(wrong, she is!). Seems it was altogether fun, some of us were playing "citizen x", a guessing game, where one player imagines a profession, the others ask him questions, and he answers with yes or no. It was popular on TV, and I remember that the famous Mića Orlović added the third option, "da, ali nije bitno" - "yes but it doesn't matter", which was a hint that the question is not adding useful information, it's banging the wrong door.
The next day, friday (and why did I think it was a sunday and january?... also I somehow imagined this was in 1968) there was a concert in the movie theater - culture center - Kantina at šećerana. "Džentlmeni", "Korni grupa" (the new superband made up from one guy from "Indeksi", two from "Siluete" and two more with a long list of Belgrade bands in their history), then Tihuana 7 and a couple more of locals. Luckily, the Korni grupa were the last, so they continued playing after the official end of it. The official part was aired on Radio Belgrade 1, which was big. This was the first time I saw a drummer lose a stick, at least three meters in the air, and take the next stick without missing a beat.
I had my sights on Oli Boj, and not too well. I wrote down that she's got dark eyes... on the contrary. Long hair, light brown, rich and falling to half the ribcage. For body I guessed she'd develop. She was tiny at the time, up to my shoulders. Which is weird, the girls were growing faster at the time. I know there was an outcropping wall in the rear of the school, under which we'd stand most of the time during the breaks, and I remember Tejka was always taller than me - when all of a sudden I banged my head on that overhang. And she still had a centimeter above her head... this is when we got growing.
Later in the week it seems dad met Ivka, or did he visit the school (I think he was a member of the school board then), so my haircut was the issue again. I tried to maneuver around the issue and force a clean statement from the authorities (as in "there's no real reason, just do it because we say you must").
Lidija resurfaced a bit, but it seems nothing happened. It was just mutual testing of waters, it seems now, and she pulled back excusing herself by having worse marks than last year, so she needs to devote the time.
4-VI-2020 - 5-VII-2026