From new story by Israela Margalit:
One time my daughter couldn’t bear my absence. She called to say that I had to come back at once regardless of my commitments. There was a crisis and only I could make it right.
“What’s the matter, honey?”
She said she was preparing for a history exam and couldn’t remember anything.
I was in Europe at the time, rehearsing for a live television show, with three more days to go on the road. I couldn’t possibly cancel.
An hour after talking to my daughter I called back and told her I had a serious problem. I couldn’t remember a note of my concert program.
“But Mom, you know your music.”
“I can’t remember anything.”
“That’s silly, Mom. You knew it yesterday and you’ll know it tonight.”
“So how come you forgot your history?”
Read the full story here.