Ella and Julie-By Clara Trimble
Both- I have never really fit in my generation
Ella- I listen to different kinds of music then the people in my town do
Julie- When I walk down the street people give me looks of like “what is she doing?”
Ella- My generation consists of doo woppy music that makes me fall asleep.
Julie- My generation consists of pop music that is just repetitive and lame.
Ella- I want to listen to pop music, futuristic music that make me feel emotion and makes me want to dance.
Julie- I want to listen to music that makes me feel good like doo wop, you know the fifties had great music.
Ella- The future will bring great music, hopefully I will get to see it
Julie- Oldies music was great I wish I was there to see it.
Ella- The people in my town look at me funny and are probably thinking “why does she act like that, the music is just fine.” NO. They don’t know what music is. You may be wondering what I listen to then, the answer is nothing, well the talk shows on the radio. I am just waiting to hear a song that plays and one day I will listen to and never stop.
Julie- What do I listen to? Oh, a lot. A mix of 50’s 60’s a little 70’s and 80’s and a little pop here and there, but pretty much past music years. You may think it’s pretty unique, but my 2 friends are the same way. It’s nice to share my interests in that culture, but it was them who pretty much inspired me to start listen to it. You know when I listen to it it brings happy feelings that makes my mood change from bad to good.
Ella- One day I want to meet someone who is just like me in which they can’t really relate as much to the present music as much as either the past or patiently waiting for a good song in the future to come.
One day that did come true for Ella, but not the way she expected. One day her daughter gave birth to a little girl named Julie, (sound familiar?) Yes Julie was Ella’s granddaughter and she will grow up like her grandmother and not know what type of music she will wants to listen to until she finds her love for past music. All through something did come in the way...
Julie- Today I have the whole day with my grandmother
Ella- Today I am spending the whole day with my granddaughter
Julie- I haven’t seen her in forever there is so much to tell her!
Ella- She hasn’t seen me in forever there’s so much to tell her…
Julie- School, sports....
Ella- The chemo…
Julie- And so much more!
Ella- And so much more…
Julie- She's coming in an hour and I am so excited I want to go to the mall and the park to make fun of the weirdos who run in below freezing weather, but also laugh because we sitting there on out butts.
Ella- I have to try and look okay so she doesn’t want to do anything, but stay home, I want to go to the mall and the park I want her to have fun with me and not be a drag and having to make her not do what she wants to do.
Julie- When she came through the door she wasn’t her normal cheery energetic self, she seemed tired.
Ella- She looked at me different does she know?
Julie- Something’s up, I ask “what’s wrong?”
Ella- Oh no…
Minutes of hearing the terrible words coming from her mother’s mouth she finally says...
Julie- CANCER! No this can’t happen, you can’t, Oh my god.
Ella- I… I didn’t know what to say how to comfort her to tell I will be able to get through this, but deep down I know I can’t. I’ve been going to doctor after doctor all bad news.
Julie- I have no words I can’t say anything that would sound depressing that I know won’t help the situation, but she can get through it… can’t she?
Months hearing the news of the cancer Julie was told that her grandmother was moving to the hospital and wants some picture from her attic brought to her hospital room. Julie drives to her grandmother's house and heads to her attic.
Julie- The attic smells like her perfume, I don’t think I can do this… No! I can, for her. I look through boxes of pictures looking for the ones that she described to me. Then I find one, one that make me stop and think I say “Is that me?” That’s impossible, but i take thinking my grandmother wants it. I bring the pictures to the hospital and give them to her she looks at the one that I found in the attic that looked like me, she smiled and made a little giggle. I asked if it was her and she smiled and nodded. I put it on the window sill of her room, but she wanted to hold it. As she looked at it she seemed to nod off a lot, but I just think she was tired, but she did it one last time she seemed to be VERY relaxed and that time she didn’t seem to come back up to her doz. Then it came to me, I sorta shake her, nothing. call her, nothing.
Years later...
Julie- That was 6 years ago you may be wondering what happened to that picture, I keep it right next to me on my night stand, and whenever I see it i remember that day in the hospital seeing her look so pleased… this is it.
Ella- I listen to different kinds of music then the people in my town do
Julie- When I walk down the street people give me looks of like “what is she doing?”
Ella- My generation consists of doo woppy music that makes me fall asleep.
Julie- My generation consists of pop music that is just repetitive and lame.
Ella- I want to listen to pop music, futuristic music that make me feel emotion and makes me want to dance.
Julie- I want to listen to music that makes me feel good like doo wop, you know the fifties had great music.
Ella- The future will bring great music, hopefully I will get to see it
Julie- Oldies music was great I wish I was there to see it.
Ella- The people in my town look at me funny and are probably thinking “why does she act like that, the music is just fine.” NO. They don’t know what music is. You may be wondering what I listen to then, the answer is nothing, well the talk shows on the radio. I am just waiting to hear a song that plays and one day I will listen to and never stop.
Julie- What do I listen to? Oh, a lot. A mix of 50’s 60’s a little 70’s and 80’s and a little pop here and there, but pretty much past music years. You may think it’s pretty unique, but my 2 friends are the same way. It’s nice to share my interests in that culture, but it was them who pretty much inspired me to start listen to it. You know when I listen to it it brings happy feelings that makes my mood change from bad to good.
Ella- One day I want to meet someone who is just like me in which they can’t really relate as much to the present music as much as either the past or patiently waiting for a good song in the future to come.
One day that did come true for Ella, but not the way she expected. One day her daughter gave birth to a little girl named Julie, (sound familiar?) Yes Julie was Ella’s granddaughter and she will grow up like her grandmother and not know what type of music she will wants to listen to until she finds her love for past music. All through something did come in the way...
Julie- Today I have the whole day with my grandmother
Ella- Today I am spending the whole day with my granddaughter
Julie- I haven’t seen her in forever there is so much to tell her!
Ella- She hasn’t seen me in forever there’s so much to tell her…
Julie- School, sports....
Ella- The chemo…
Julie- And so much more!
Ella- And so much more…
Julie- She's coming in an hour and I am so excited I want to go to the mall and the park to make fun of the weirdos who run in below freezing weather, but also laugh because we sitting there on out butts.
Ella- I have to try and look okay so she doesn’t want to do anything, but stay home, I want to go to the mall and the park I want her to have fun with me and not be a drag and having to make her not do what she wants to do.
Julie- When she came through the door she wasn’t her normal cheery energetic self, she seemed tired.
Ella- She looked at me different does she know?
Julie- Something’s up, I ask “what’s wrong?”
Ella- Oh no…
Minutes of hearing the terrible words coming from her mother’s mouth she finally says...
Julie- CANCER! No this can’t happen, you can’t, Oh my god.
Ella- I… I didn’t know what to say how to comfort her to tell I will be able to get through this, but deep down I know I can’t. I’ve been going to doctor after doctor all bad news.
Julie- I have no words I can’t say anything that would sound depressing that I know won’t help the situation, but she can get through it… can’t she?
Months hearing the news of the cancer Julie was told that her grandmother was moving to the hospital and wants some picture from her attic brought to her hospital room. Julie drives to her grandmother's house and heads to her attic.
Julie- The attic smells like her perfume, I don’t think I can do this… No! I can, for her. I look through boxes of pictures looking for the ones that she described to me. Then I find one, one that make me stop and think I say “Is that me?” That’s impossible, but i take thinking my grandmother wants it. I bring the pictures to the hospital and give them to her she looks at the one that I found in the attic that looked like me, she smiled and made a little giggle. I asked if it was her and she smiled and nodded. I put it on the window sill of her room, but she wanted to hold it. As she looked at it she seemed to nod off a lot, but I just think she was tired, but she did it one last time she seemed to be VERY relaxed and that time she didn’t seem to come back up to her doz. Then it came to me, I sorta shake her, nothing. call her, nothing.
Years later...
Julie- That was 6 years ago you may be wondering what happened to that picture, I keep it right next to me on my night stand, and whenever I see it i remember that day in the hospital seeing her look so pleased… this is it.