One day my mother and I was invited to a local theater. The tickets were booked in advance . I knew that our places will be in the box . Honestly, my mother was not quite content . She said she does not know the play , and fears that this play is for adults , not for kids my age . Of course, I was looking forward to the date of the show...
Even now, when I remember this performance , I feel myself particularly happy. The play lasted no more than twenty to twenty-five minutes. When the curtain rose , we saw some beautiful, but not very young man talking to another woman , who looked much younger than him. She was dressed in the latest fashion . I realized that it was his wife .
Suddenly the maid came and told the man that someone came to him . Then his wife left the room , and the maid introduced shy blonde girl of about fourteen . I guessed that this girl is the daughter of the man , and that he left his family
Entering the room , the girl looked around and gave money to her father . She came to reject his help. She tried to take hold of herself, but her eyes were full of tears , real tears . She tried to convince her father that she does not need anything , that her mother was able to rise children on her own, but I had the feeling that she wants to tell him : "We all love you, Dad , we're so miserable without you ." I felt sorry for the girl and proud of her ...
Finally, the curtain came down , and the audience began to applause. "How good and convincingly played the girl " - I said to my friend Lёnya , who sat next to me . " And she is not a girl - she said Lёnya.- She is an actress . Look."
He showed me the program , and I read that the role of Olya is played by artist Komissarzhevskaya . This was my first meeting with my beloved actress , great Komissarzhevskaya.