Memoirs from a Trolleybus

I used to get C’s in school. I didn’t enjoy creating written work. I preferred creating with my hands. But as I began to regularly sit behind  the wheel of a trolleybus, strange things began to happen. It felt like Christmas ornaments were hanging on the wires of the overhead line, each one a thought or observation, and they were falling down, and I was breaking them open as I drove. 

So, I started writing them down, and later sending them to friends and acquaintances. Every now and then a reader would come up
with an idea: “Turn it into a book”. 

So, here I am, publishing a book composed of these stories. It is a cross-section of observations from five years of journeying through our city by trolleybus.

Preklad Kathy Siska

S obrázkami Jana Heraleckého