Breakfast has always been my
favorite meal of the day.
When I was a kid, my dad prepared
the breakfast table for us, unless he was extremely ill or away. He is still
the one who prepares breakfast at home. This is simply because he wakes up
really early (~5am) as opposed to my mom who prefers sleeping longer.
After I moved away from the home
my parents gave me, and lost the privilege of being served breakfast, I very
rarely skipped it even if I had to rush it on some weekdays. In contrast,
I don’t mind skipping lunch or dinner on a busy day.
After I moved abroad, I realized
that not every country gives as much importance to breakfast as my home country.
Then, breakfast became the main meal that brought me back together with family
and friends.
Since the beginning of this year,
I have been experimenting with writing a play that takes place around a
breakfast table that brings back old friends. I have worked on it one evening
each month on average. It has been evolving, but it is still a baby, and it
will keep evolving. A part of the current draft will be read in public on
August 28th at LiteraturHaus.
The event is free, starts at 8pm, and also includes the works of other
creatives that I had the chance to meet during this year in a writing course
led by Paul Gordon. I cannot vouch for the quality of my work, but
I heard excerpts from the works of others, and I can vouch for them.
The Facebook link for the event
is here.
The ticket link is here (it
is free, this is just to keep the count).
