On ne jouait pas à la pétanque dans le ghetto de Varsovie

In this "art and essay stand-up, lecture and confidence, half-idiot, half-intello", Éric Feldman explores with humor and gravity the traumas of the "hidden children" survivors of the Holocaust: his own parents, uncles and aunts. On the thread of a mystery that we set out to solve, the text plunges us into a whirlwind of thoughts, emotions, laughter and memories with Yiddish accents. We meet in particular Tonton Lucien and Tata Sarah, the great writer Isaac Bashevis Singer, Milosh the cat of Eric, and we think of the great figures of the Jewish humorists New York. An autofiction to go beyond his personal story, touch the hearts of people and celebrate, in these dark times, the fragility and the miracle of being alive.