michael jackson

On tuesday i sat with my mom before the tv, to watch Michael Jackson's memorial. When i saw his casket, the tears just streamed down my face, and i felt my stomache sink, then it finally hit me that he really was dead. I was in shock when i heard the news of his passing, i remember exactly where i was; i just returned from nijmegen after visiting keyla for the very first time, i was in the train somewhere near gouda going to rotterdam, and keyla sent me a message that michael jackson had just died and that it wasn't a joke; in denial and shock, i just really coulden't believe it, i refused to believe it, really. When i got home, i directly went online to check some sites. I also opened my email; and found a message from my teacher; saying that he read my essay wich said that i was a big michael jackson fan and gave me condoleances. I cried, it hit me then too, but i quickly tried to change my feelings, by watching CNN, and hoping that this was all a mistake.

It's really so hard to comprehend that on june 25th you write an essay saying that you're a michael jackson fan, and five hours later he dies. And a month before his death, you're planning on going to his concerts in london, watching and laughing at his private home movies and listening and dancing to his music in the livingroom. Just two weeks before his death, i was just saying how much i loved him and singing and dancing to his songs infront of everyone in the classroom.

Michael jackson was a part of my childhood, i always loved him. He was amazing!! I think i was like 4/5/6 years old seeing michael for the first time on tv, and i fell in love with him at once. I told my mom and she laughed, and also told me that he always grabbed his crotch because it was too heavy. His singing/ dancing/ style just mesmorized me. It's really incredible when you think about how much impact he had on you, like he engraved himself in your thoughts.

Me and my sister always used to sing and dance to his songs, before we even knew how to speak english properly. And i used to love it. It's an early childhood memory i have of my sister, before she got into other interests and stopped hanging/ playing with me because i was "uncool" and she turned into a teenager. We used to love free willy, and watch it everytime it was on tv! and we also loved the soundtrack, wich we sang mostly out loud not knowing the words to. When i saw moonwalker for the very first time, it amazed me; the movie/ the singing and dancing, and i still like it today. As a child; i really believed that michael could become into animals and robots, he was like magic to me. And what he did was magic, therefor i love him always.

Michael jackson's memorial. It was so beautiful yet sad, i cried thoroughly. When i saw his casket, it hit me so hard, and i still get teary eyed when i think about it :(


Paris was so brave, standing up there, Michael would've been so proud of her. You can actually see that his children loved him, and that he loved his children too, and raised them well! Awww at blanket sobbing at the end :(.



Al sharpton spoke true words!!! I loved his speech, and i also love that he told his children the following; "There was nothing strange about your daddy. It was strange what your daddy had to deal with, but he dealt with it." I agree so much!!!!



Usher performance was beautiful! i liked that he went to Michael's mom and kissed her hand. So beautiful.

i also liked Jermaine performance, i read that he and Michael were really close when they were little from Michael's book "moonwalker". And you can see him holding back his tears, and i felt so much for him, and i hoped that he didn't broke down on stage. But he delivered his performance beautifully.

The only thing that i didn't approve was promoting Shaheen during the service. I liked that he sang, he performed well, but i found a bit unnecessary both; the promoting and performance.

All and all it was a beautiful memorial, i liked that everyone remained respectful and simple. And it has brought me closure, and i now understand some things more better, like why people would want a public viewing etc.

Here are some pictures of the memorial;;;;

Awww i loved that blanket had a doll of his father, and Paris was singing.


Paris holding blanket's hand, she seem like a good big sister and she seems very strong! :)


Prince michael and Paris.


Aww i love blanket in this photo, although he seemed scared and shy. He looks like Michael.
And really it doesnt matter if Michael was their biological father or not, they loved him, and he loved them very much. My heart goes out to his children and family!


I love that prince said; "daddy, thank you for giving me ice cream" lol and Paris saying that she wants to be just like his daddy, daddy dances and sing, and prince adds "me too!"