Hugs

By Noemi Olah

Noemi is a strategic marketer and a passionate campaigner, who, after years of fighting for a more humane society, now made peace with her creative self by writing fiction.

In general I like this photograph. It represents a happy phase in our lives. However, this set up, with me and my brother hugged by our father would be unimaginable today. And not because we do not see each other anymore. I and my father have had our fights and even though our relationship now is as peaceful as the Lake Balaton behind us on this picture, it would be simply impossible to take a similar one now. A tiny harbinger on this photograph already signals today’s – arguably – inevitable situation.

My mother took this picture with our old camera and said “smile” before she pushed the little red button. My father hastened her to push it because the sun were blinding us. I remember wanting it to be over, but not because of the sun but because I was thirsty. That’s why I am holding a bottle of Theodora Quelle sparkling water. That was my favourite, but only because my mother liked it and I thought drinking sparkling water was adult-like.

And even though I was eleven, I thought I was mature, because the school year began the week after and I would start it in a new school. I was excited to see my new classmates and was wondering whether they had spent their holidays abroad. But even if they did, I knew I would not exchange mine for theirs.

I loved the Lake Balaton. I loved the sound of the calm waves, loved its sweet taste and its smell mixed with sun oil and Lángos. I loved to play with my brother in the water and remind him that I could swim better. I hated when my father sent us outside claiming that our mouths were already blue.

But when you’re eleven, you listen to your parents and don’t talk back. I couldn’t even tell my father when posing for this picture that his arm was heavy and he shouldn’t have pulled us closer with that almost unnoticeable force. I listened to my mother instead and smiled.

But I would not remain so silent for long…