Sunday, June 28, 2009
I was 7-years old when Elvis died, but I was to young to know who he was and much less mourn his death. But now that Michael Jackson is gone I know what loosing Elvis must of felt like to the generation before mine. I didn’t know the Jackson Five, but I knew Thriller very well.
I was in the third grade when I was first introduced to the king of pop. I remember my teacher wheeling in the 27-inch TV into the classroom and once the Thriller video premier played, 24 little mouths fell agape. At that moment little did I know this artist I was watching for the first time was going to raise a major landmark on my road from childhood to adolescent. Michael’s music inspired me and made me dream of becoming a super star myself: obviously it never happened, but it sure was a fun dream to dream. But, it was his unique and athletic never seem before dance moves that moon walked him into my heart.
His music and his presence is laced through out my early years, and that is why it feel as though my childhood has come to some kind of an official end now that he is gone. I am still in shock, and find it hard to believe that he is gone (Michael Jackson is dead. Michael. Jackson!) I keep turning on the news in hopes to hear that he was revived on the way to the hospital and his death is just an out of control rumor. Maybe it was all a publicity stunt for his upcoming tour! But. I still haven’t heard that part of the news. Must be true then.
When Elvis died Michael picked up that torch which leaves me wondering what upcoming artist will pick up Michael’s torch and become the next generation’s music legend.
Michael I truly hope you are resting in peace because you came to your Savior.
Monday, June 8, 2009
For the last few weeks I have been reading my girls their first chapter book! "UP" was an obvious book choice for me since it's a book where a million balloons come shouting out of your HOUSE and you get to FLY AWAY to a distant land! There's a grumpy old man who uses a mechanical chair to come down the stairs of his house, and a sweet boy scout boy who is persistent to earn his patch for "helping the elderly". This book was the perfect pick and I couldn't wait to get started on it!
The girls and I have really been enjoying it every night, but, I sometime think I have been enjoying it a little bit more then they have. Lately, I have been loosing their attention because they rather put pony tails in my hair as I read. They have even left the room to find hair clips for my hair! BUT. I. just. keep. on. reading. No way Jose, I am not going to stop, I want to know what is going to happen to that crazy bird! And, what's this? A dog that talks?! How can I stop, I need to know what is going to happen next! Well, tonight the book didn't make me laugh, it made me. Cry! Alexis and Sophia were in the middle of brushing my hair and yanking out a few thousands of strands of hair with each stroke of the brush when my crackling voice stopped the torture to my head. I was barely able to make it through this one paragraph.....sniff, sniff, sniff. Aaaaah, why am I crying? This is a KIDS BOOK?! Since, I don't want to ruin the movie for anyone I won't mention what happened today during my reading.
Anyways, we have two more chapters to go and we are done reading the book "UP", and then we will watch the movie!! If you get that chance read the book, to your children, it's a very sweet story.