Lemonade
Illustration by Pedro Gomes We never talked about what happened, not even once. In fact, when it was all over, people tried hard to forget.
The minute they put us both on vacation without pay and closed schools for the kids, Gavri started wandering around At home, like a kind of iRobot, and he kept repeating the same thing over and over again: We have to make lemonade from the lemons, we have to make lemonade from the lemons.
The first week, he had the idea of marketing online workshops to teach acting in front of a camera. There’s nothing like it, it’s a bonanza, he tried to convince me in order to convince himself. Everyone’s home in front of their screens all day long, everyone has a camera on their phone or computer, people will die for it.
Honey, don’t say “people will die,” I told him, it’s not appropriate now. And he got angry: Why do you always pour cold water on my ideas? You’re the only person I said it to. Of course I won’t write anything like that when I advertise it.
The ad was something he posted on his Facebook page. Theater director (winner of the Golden Porcupine Award) is giving a workshop for acting in front of
