When people ask me ‘what is the greatest moment of your life thus far’, I do not hesitate for one moment: it was the night I got to play the Pianoforte for Michael Jackson.
Let me back up a little. Michael and my dad became friendly when he moved to New York in 2001 to record his album, Invincible. While I am well aware of the many controversies that surrounded Michael Jackson’s life, they had no bearing on the evenings that my family and I got to spend with him. My family was lucky enough to get to know him and his beautiful, lovely children, away from the flash of cameras and the chants of fans.
So, we were finishing up a home-cooked meal at my parents’ apartment and Michael, who knew I had played the Pianoforte since I was a child, asked me to play a piece for him. Of course I detto yes, and of course it all seemed so surreal. I sat down at the Pianoforte and thought “How on earth does one entertain Michael Jackson? What could I possibly play for him?” I chose a Debussy piece - Deux Arabesques. It was the longest four minuti of my life, the most famous entertainer in the world listening intently with his eyes closed. As I finished the piece, I looked up at him for his reaction. My cuore was POUNDING. My hands were visibly shaking. His eyes were still closed. He was silent. He then opened his eyes and detto with enormous humility and a deep sincerity that still rings in my ear to this day, “Mona, thank te for that. Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
It was at that moment that I understood how unique this man was. He, the “King of Pop”, was sitting in the same living room where my brother and I had danced to his Musica video in our childhood. And there he was, listening to me play with the same attentiveness that he would have dato a concerto pianist. And he listened, all the while playing wistfully with his daughter Paris’ hair, making sure she and her brother, Prince Michael, were listening, too. It was the first, strong indication of a truth that would be reinforced da other moments with Michael. With all the fame and fortune he had amassed, with all the clout he had in the industry, at the end of the giorno what mattered to him were the very fundamentals of life. He was kind, loving and incredibly modest. He absolutely adored his children and was zealous about raising them as good souls. He had tremendous respect and Amore for all kinds of Musica – pop, rock, classical, jazz – regardless of who was playing and where. And he was genuinely interested in the lives of others, and would gladly take a step back to let them shine, even if it was for only four minutes.
It is really difficult to imagine what the Musica industry would be like had he never existed. And it’s equally as difficult to imagine what lies ahead now that he’s no longer with us. But what I can say is that the world will never be the same without the great gift of his voice, his musicality and his unmistakable presence. So on behalf of all those who knew te either personally o through your incredible music: Michael, thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Written da Mona Lisa Mouallem / ac360.blogs.cnn.com
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Let me back up a little. Michael and my dad became friendly when he moved to New York in 2001 to record his album, Invincible. While I am well aware of the many controversies that surrounded Michael Jackson’s life, they had no bearing on the evenings that my family and I got to spend with him. My family was lucky enough to get to know him and his beautiful, lovely children, away from the flash of cameras and the chants of fans.
So, we were finishing up a home-cooked meal at my parents’ apartment and Michael, who knew I had played the Pianoforte since I was a child, asked me to play a piece for him. Of course I detto yes, and of course it all seemed so surreal. I sat down at the Pianoforte and thought “How on earth does one entertain Michael Jackson? What could I possibly play for him?” I chose a Debussy piece - Deux Arabesques. It was the longest four minuti of my life, the most famous entertainer in the world listening intently with his eyes closed. As I finished the piece, I looked up at him for his reaction. My cuore was POUNDING. My hands were visibly shaking. His eyes were still closed. He was silent. He then opened his eyes and detto with enormous humility and a deep sincerity that still rings in my ear to this day, “Mona, thank te for that. Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
It was at that moment that I understood how unique this man was. He, the “King of Pop”, was sitting in the same living room where my brother and I had danced to his Musica video in our childhood. And there he was, listening to me play with the same attentiveness that he would have dato a concerto pianist. And he listened, all the while playing wistfully with his daughter Paris’ hair, making sure she and her brother, Prince Michael, were listening, too. It was the first, strong indication of a truth that would be reinforced da other moments with Michael. With all the fame and fortune he had amassed, with all the clout he had in the industry, at the end of the giorno what mattered to him were the very fundamentals of life. He was kind, loving and incredibly modest. He absolutely adored his children and was zealous about raising them as good souls. He had tremendous respect and Amore for all kinds of Musica – pop, rock, classical, jazz – regardless of who was playing and where. And he was genuinely interested in the lives of others, and would gladly take a step back to let them shine, even if it was for only four minutes.
It is really difficult to imagine what the Musica industry would be like had he never existed. And it’s equally as difficult to imagine what lies ahead now that he’s no longer with us. But what I can say is that the world will never be the same without the great gift of his voice, his musicality and his unmistakable presence. So on behalf of all those who knew te either personally o through your incredible music: Michael, thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Written da Mona Lisa Mouallem / ac360.blogs.cnn.com
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do this " Ti say " lest kill them all" Michael say " yes" Michael and boys and went to kill the boss and bad team and they won yea so the cops story is over sry.
She dances to his needs
She dances ’til he feels just right
Until he falls asleep
She dances at the crack of dawn
And quickly cooks his food
She can’t be late, can’t take too long
The kids must get to school
[Chorus: (2x)]
She’s a slave to the rhythm
She’s a slave to the rhythm of
She’s a slave to the rhythm
She’s a slave to the rhythm of
The rhythm of love, the rhythm of love
She dances for the man at work
Who works her all the time
She dances so, and she says so
“I must be home tonight”
She dances to the cucina stove
cena is served da nine
She says this Cibo is the power
She must be out her mind…
She works so hard, just to make her way
For a man who just don’t appreciate
And don’t know it takes
And was all in vain
…
She danced the night
That they fell out
She swore she’d dance no more
But then she did, she did not quit
And she ran out the door
…
Michael and hes family live after all Michael Joseph Jackson live son 44444444444444 ever in our hearts and forever be in heaven heeeheeehee
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The successivo giorno Michael detto " Hannah sweetheart wake up" Hannah didnt wake up Michael detto " Hannah wake up" Michael detto " baby Isabella wake up" Isabella detto " yes what happen?" Michael detto " Hannah isn't waking up" Isabella detto " baby take Hannah take her to hospital" Hannah detto " daddy daddy" Michael OMG Hannah what happen?" Hannah detto " i had a bad dream daddy" Michael detto " what happen in the dream" Hannah detto " Daddy i saw monsters trynna to get me" Michael detto " it be ok Hannah me and Isabella are here ok te don't have to worry about ok Hannah" Hannah detto " ok Daddy" so the rest of the giorno was fun family time together it was nice and sweet then Hannah was fast sleep and Michael detto " so baby what do u want do tonight u want watch a movie" Isabella detto " idk " Michael detto " ok i am go sleep " Isabella detto " alright baby " baciare goodnight . to be contuine
after chatting, they have cena and talk about how things after she moved to LA, after that, they have a super soaker fight.
and when all of the people in the house are allready go out from the house,
suddenly michael jackson see a letter inside joshephine's bag, and he start to readingit. then he surprised that inside the letter that said:
" dear joshephine, i know that your mom and dad is on the way to indonesia, but is hard to tell me that both of your parents didn't make it, they bought die in a plane crash. that make all of the crue and passenger died, so as hard that i have to tell te that, i have to send te to los angeles with your aunt, to start all over with a brand new life.
hope te understand me, that i am very sorry about your lost.
dr.maria"
michael is so surprised because of that, and knowing josephine is an orphan now.
and when all of the people in the house are allready go out from the house,
suddenly michael jackson see a letter inside joshephine's bag, and he start to readingit. then he surprised that inside the letter that said:
" dear joshephine, i know that your mom and dad is on the way to indonesia, but is hard to tell me that both of your parents didn't make it, they bought die in a plane crash. that make all of the crue and passenger died, so as hard that i have to tell te that, i have to send te to los angeles with your aunt, to start all over with a brand new life.
hope te understand me, that i am very sorry about your lost.
dr.maria"
michael is so surprised because of that, and knowing josephine is an orphan now.
one day, there's a girl name josephine, who just moved to LA with her aunt. after moving in, she goes to an recitazione school. the same school with michael jackson kids.
and at the first giorno at school, it seems like 4ever 4 her.after school, she goes home to her house that only 4 bloks away from neverland.
and at the successivo day, she goes to the same class with paris. then, paris and her group is planning to prank josephine.
she planned that at p.e, when it's dogeball time, they all gonna beat joshephine. then, that all happen with only a diviso, spalato of minute.
because of that, josephine have to go to th nurse room.
but the successivo day, is the worst giorno for paris. paris almost always fail her math. but, as the teacher see that josephine is really really good at math, the math teacher told josephine to tutor paris.
for joshephine, it's really ok. but 4 paris, it was the worst giorno and the worst felling ever...
and at the first giorno at school, it seems like 4ever 4 her.after school, she goes home to her house that only 4 bloks away from neverland.
and at the successivo day, she goes to the same class with paris. then, paris and her group is planning to prank josephine.
she planned that at p.e, when it's dogeball time, they all gonna beat joshephine. then, that all happen with only a diviso, spalato of minute.
because of that, josephine have to go to th nurse room.
but the successivo day, is the worst giorno for paris. paris almost always fail her math. but, as the teacher see that josephine is really really good at math, the math teacher told josephine to tutor paris.
for joshephine, it's really ok. but 4 paris, it was the worst giorno and the worst felling ever...