A love story that carries its bitterness. How much happiness life will bring us, it will also take away from us what we least expect. How many life meetings will all the stars show us?! There may be an unexpected number of them, but there’s only one hidden between them that’s been meant for us a long time ago to follow. Someone’s going to live a long life, but they’re not going to be met by what’s supposed to completely enlighten him and make him happy. And vice versa. He didn’t give anyone a fate to be in this world for a very long time, but he’ll be struck by what would envy the one who survived a hundred years. Sometimes it seems that the suffering has no end, and yet we meet a man who lights up our stars for life. It’s love. And it can only be genuine if it brings with it pain, suffering and loss. This life story that describes this journey is no different from these life’s rules.
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What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I wrote a real story about my friend.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
The characters in my book are real, I just changed the names.
The plane was slowly landing. I watched the landing progress from the window. For the first time in my life, I've seen the sea, albeit only from the plane window yet. We landed in Tel Aviv at the airport. From the plane window, the view of Tel Aviv is fascinating. It's a seaside town, big and sunny. As we took a taxi across the coast of Tel Aviv, I felt like I was in paradise. It's beautiful. We arrived by taxi to a pre-arranged position where a minibus was waiting for us. There were three of us. Me, Edo – Štefan's cousin and Mário from Poprad City. Edo is as tall as the Eiffel Tower, measuring about a hundred and ninety-eight centimetres, but its intimidating height is offset by a peaceful nature. And he's very hardworking. Before that, he worked at a car factory in Bratislava City. Mário from Poprad City is a more overwhelmed and very savvy boy. He has had fifteen years of Aikido (Japanese martial arts) exercises. Right after leaving school, he worked as an assistant coach to Aikido. That's really good in a foreign world, you never know what kind of situation he can get into. It was heat, forty-one degrees. The minibus was air conditioned and we were just on our way to Ashkelon. It is also a seaside town, but much smaller than Tel Aviv. In Ashkton, four Slovaks have been working in fruit warehouses for two years. The three of us had a promised job in Car Wash. Car wash station. The main road from Tel Aviv to Ashkelon stretches along the coast of Israel. It's really beautiful, I couldn't wait to run out to the beach and take a bath in the sea for the first time. After a long journey, we finally arrived at our house in Ashkton. Nice ground floor house on a very nice street. I have to say that Israel cares very much about the environment, there is absolute order and cleanliness everywhere. We walked into the house and stayed. Each of us had our own room. There was a big kitchen, a brand new shower… Everything was beautifully shiny. Very stylish modern furnishings. I was expecting something much worse, but we found ourselves really in luxury. There was a market right across the street, so we only had it to jump into the store.
The next morning, we were up at 6:00. At 7:00, we left the house and went to an address we had marked on paper. It was only ten minutes from our house where Car Wash stood. We walked into a small office where a 55-year-old man was sitting at a desk. He looked at us and smiled. That was a good sign. He came up to me and shook my hand. He introduced himself as Joachim. Of course, all the conversations took place in English, as we did not understand the Hebrew language at all.
"So I'm so glad you're here. I'm the boss of this car wash. It's a good job, you don't have to worry, you'll learn everything gradually. Two boys from Hungary work here with me and I am very happy with them, I believe you will get along well."
I have to point out that when Joachim started talking, I was relieved, all the tension dropped because he was fair, sympathetic and intelligent. He impressed me very pleasantly right away.
"Your papers are fine, I've looked at everything, you're allowed to work in Israel for a year, and then if you want to be here longer, we'll do something. Come on, I'll go after the company and you can start working today, of course you'll have it included in your paycheck."
We went through the whole dishwasher operation, Joachim put each of us in position and started working. The car came. First it went into the automatic dishwasher. The washed came out the other side and then we got on. One was in charge of wheels and discs. He must have polished them with a special rag and preparations. The other was in charge of the dashboard and interior. He had to vacuum the car. The third was in charge of the windows. He had to clean them from the outside and on the inside. There were also additional services – in agreement with the customer. This whole process of washing and then cleaning and polishing the car always took fifteen minutes. It was a perfectly redesigned and timed system. I really liked the work and I can say that I have been very happy with this job all the time in Israel. Boss Joachim was kind and friendly, he was never condescending or rude. He had patience for each of us and responded appropriately to every possible situation that occurred. This is how I always imagined the boss. Then one feels really good at work when there is peace and humanity. We kept getting to know some stories about our natives who had their work permits terminated and sent back home. Or as whoever has fallen, in what bad collective and in what conditions they live… I thanked every day for getting right here, among the tolerant people where no one humiliated us. They often asked where we came from. The second question for the most part was, "Do you like Israel?"
I always replied: "Yes, very." After this answer, everyone was very, proud and incisive.
We've been healthy since day two: Shalom. Every day and with everyone. Everyone always got better, and often the question fell:
"Where are you from?"
"And where do you work?"
"I work at Joachim's in a car wash."
"Oh, that's my friend, so say hello from me."
"Okay, I'll say hello."
People in Israel are curious when they find out you're a foreigner, they're intrigued by where and who you work with. My boss Joachim knows the whole city and the surrounding area, so they will treat him the way they treat him. In pre-interpreting, it probably means something like this: … When Joachim takes a man in and he works with him, it means he's become a member of his family. Joachim takes care of him. So I'm going to treat him the way I treat Joachim… It's probably a locally unwritten rule. As they say, a different region, a different moral. We Slovaks are not used to this kind of thinking.
There was a saleswoman working in the shopping center opposite our house, with whom we were increasingly exchanging knees. I didn't even realize it until the day she spoke to me. The name Ráchel was on the name on the name of the name On the label she was pinned to the uniform of the store.
"So what, you're not working today?"
I was left stunned.
"No, I'm off today, so I'm going to go for a walk."
We were looking at each other, and she didn't let our start-up debate stand still for long.
"I'm finishing at 5:00 this afternoon, if you want to, to go for a walk together somewhere on the coast."
I didn't believe what I was hearing, but, of course, I agreed.
"Where are you from?"
"I'm from Slovakia," I replied to her.
"Don't you mind?"
"And why should I wonder where you are from, how it is in Slovakia, how it lives there… Do you have any pictures?"
"I have, yes, if you want, then I'll show you tonight."
People have already kicked in behind me, I quickly paid off the purchase.
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