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Katherine 1990, MJ's mother's autobiography "The Jacksons, My Family" comes from the hard translation of ilmj 13 14.

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MJ's mother tells stories.

At first Joe said he wanted to have a baby, but I didn't understand. He is one of five children and his father is one of twenty children. "Well, I want three." I answered him. Because when I was growing up, I always wanted to have a brother. What I draw is that if we have three children in the future, I have a good chance to have a son. But when our third child, Tito, was born in June1953+1October 15 in Gary's Renai Hospital, Joe and I enjoyed being parents so much that we wanted a bigger family.

At the same time, I also found myself pregnant easily. Nothing makes me happier than being pregnant. I have never vomited in the morning. I never knew I was pregnant until I found out I missed my period. Sometimes, if I don't look at the calendar, I don't even feel that I have been pregnant for a month or more.

Jermaine, our fourth child, was born in June1954+February 1 1.

La Toya was born in1May 28th, 956. The day she was born was the sixth anniversary of Rabbit's arrival in this world. She weighs 7 pounds, 12 ounces, and is my heaviest child.

Less than 1 year later, I returned to the hospital. These are twins: Malone and Brandon, born in March 1957.

They were two months premature. When I dragged a bucket of oil from the heater to my room, my seawater broke. Joe is not at home. It was one of his cousins who took me to the hospital. Forty-five minutes after I went in, Malone was born and weighed 4 pounds and 5 ounces.

When the doctor was ready to leave the room, the nurse shouted, "Wait a minute, there is another child!" " "The doctor listened to my stomach with a stethoscope for a while." How careless of me! There must be another one! "He said loudly. This is the same doctor who examined me during my pregnancy. He didn't realize I was pregnant with twins!

"She is so tired." The doctor said. He started pulling Brandon out with the product. I was sedated, but I remember thinking that he would hurt my child.

After Brandon was born, I remember his crying was weak and he left eight hours later.

It was Joe's mother who told me the bad news. They feel terrible. When Crystal mentioned that I cried, they felt even worse. "We have another child." "Mom shouldn't cry," sobbed Rabi.

I can't attend the funeral because I stayed in the hospital for five days. Crystal found a professional photographer to take pictures of Brandon, but the photographer lost the film. I have never met my son.

Suffering from the loss of children and Malone's premature delivery, it brought joy to our lives to be able to take Malone home after 4 weeks.

The painful experience brought by Marlon and Brandon didn't stop me from getting pregnant again. On August 29th of the following year, my other son was born.

I remember that day clearly, because my heart was broken when my neighbor Mildred White and I drove to see the unfinished new Garnett boys' primary school.

"God, Mildred, I can't sit in your car like this!" I exclaimed.

"Don't worry, girl." Mildred said and turned his head.

I asked Mildred to take me home. I called my mother, and she and my stepfather took me to Renai Hospital.

Shortly after I arrived, I began to have contractions. My son was born at midnight.

"I named the child." My mother said. I hate her first suggestion: Ronald.

"God, Mom, don't." She thought for a moment. I see.-Michael.

"That's it." I said.

I'm used to seeing my little baby's head shape at birth. So I'm not worried about Michael's family. The first time I held him in my arms, what impressed me most was his big brown eyes and long hands, which reminded me of my father-in-law.

"I bet I was an accident!" Michael teased. He wasn't, but after he was born, I decided not to have children for the time being-after giving birth to eight children in eight years, I decided to find a job as a salesman at Sears. Our next child, Randy, was not born until three years later.19611031. It was not until August 1966, almost five years later, that I gave birth to Janet.

One of the reasons why Joe and I gave birth to Randy and Janet again is that when the older child grows up, we have to worry about another baby.

"We already have many children. Why do we need them? " I asked my eldest child. I think most children don't mind others taking away their parents' love. "We like babies." They always answer like this.

When Janet was born, they did prove it.

"I have a little sister! I have a little sister! " Michael ran from house to house on Jackson Street.

Michael and Janet seem to be destined good friends, and they are still very close. But when Janet was born, all her brothers and sisters spoiled her. For example, Rebbie often takes Janet out to play so that her classmates think Janet is her child.

Another pleasure of being a mother is watching my children develop their own unique personalities.

Rebbie in charge is my first assistant, and "little mother" is my brother Jackie's evaluation of her.

At the age of six, she was able to change diapers and feed her younger brothers and sisters. /kloc-When she was 0/2 years old, she would iron clothes, tidy the room and cook.

"I think this is the most important thing I should do." She said. Jackie is the most naughty one.

Rabbit: He likes playing tricks on his little brother. When my mother comes out to look at the house, he always likes to shoot or bump their heads, then rush into the bathroom and lock the door before I catch him. Cooking cookies is a difficult task when he is around me. I only need to go back to the kitchen for a minute, and he successfully took a piece.

On the contrary, outside, he is the most shy. I remember once he slipped away from a street behind my house at a party, because I told him to wear a suit, and he was afraid that the children in the neighborhood would see him.

Jermaine is mom's baby. When he was five years old, he began to look like my shadow.

That's understandable. When he was 4 years old, he had a very serious kidney disease. He stayed in the hospital for three weeks.

When Joe and I left the room the day we took him to the hospital, he kept screaming. Suddenly, the crying stopped. When we were about to get into the elevator, we were surprised to find him standing in front of us. He escaped from the crib and ran into the hall, thus appearing in front of us. Leaving him also broke my heart.

Jermaine is also a snitch.

Jackie: If we do something we don't want dad to know, we must bribe Jermaine with cookies and promise not to tell him. Then he would say, "I won't tell." But as soon as dad came in, he rushed over; "dad ...! "Say it all at once, and sometimes even fabricate facts!

Rabi: If Jermaine is wrong, he will pass it on to someone else. Then you will know who is wrong. And I noticed that although he is a stutterer, he never stutters when he wants to escape the bad luck of spanking.

When he gets a toy, he always takes it apart and puts it back. When he 10 years old, he will repair the electric iron, toaster and radio. He saved us a lot of repairs.

He and Jermaine are best friends. They like to go to the local junk warehouse to find bicycle parts and assemble bicycles themselves.

Jermaine: Our bicycles are like mountain bikes today, but there are no fenders. We are proud to say that he lives longer than that beautiful bike you bought in the shop.

Tito even likes my Maytag washing machine. If he is around when I wash clothes, he always asks him if he can help. His favorite job is to put clothes in the dryer.

La Toya is a quiet child.

She is the kind of little girl that my grandmother likes. In fact, she is really my mother's darling. In summer, she always stays with her grandmother for a long time. When you bathed her, she sat by the bed like a little lady. If a person sneezes at the dinner table, she immediately has a hand to cover the plate. I was like this when I was a kid.

By contrast, Janet looks like a tomboy. When she was two years old, she was nicknamed "squirrel" because she liked to climb on furniture and boys' beds.

Mike is just like other children. She likes sleeping with us, too, but Joe doesn't. This clever little girl always waits for her father to fall asleep, then sneaks into our room and climbs up from me.

While my sisters were doing hair and painting nail polish, I was climbing trees, swimming and playing baseball with my brothers.

It is difficult for Janet to wear a skirt when she goes to kindergarten. She always wears jeans. To this day, she still likes to dress like a boy. She will show us her military boots, patched jeans, a big T-shirt, and her hair that is always wrapped in a hat at home.

Janet, I'll say. "Wear earrings and lipstick, so people won't treat you like a boy."

Randy is the most argumentative child. His nickname is "Little Professor" because he always likes to argue. If one of his friends says the ball is red, he will definitely say that the ball is blue to make things difficult for others.

Malone is my most determined and successful child. He and Michael play typical children's games: checkers, poker and catch. Basically, Michael won. But Malone came out screaming until he beat Michael.

Finally, talk about Michael, an amazing child.

It was in 1960 that I found that Michael was not an ordinary child. I stood by the washing machine and checked my clothes. When I turned around, I found my one-and-a-half-year-old son, only as high as my skirt horn, dancing with a baby bottle in his hand, with the same rhythm as the squeak of the washing machine.

Besides his precocious dancing talent, it was also Michael's happiest and most naughty day.

Rabbit: When Michael was less than two years old, my father was pacing in the living room. Michael pointed his baby bottle at my father's head and hit his target. I don't think my father was hurt as much as he was hit. His two-year-old son started throwing things at him.

At the age of 3, Michael's practical jokes became more and more serious. Michael made a mistake. After Joe spanked him, Michael threw a shoe at him. Joe saw and dodged, but Michael threw another one at him.

REBBIE: My mother asked him to do housework, but he didn't want to do it, so he was worried. "What did you say?" Mom asked, raising her eyebrows. Michael didn't answer. "Come here, little guy!" She ordered.

Then the fun started. Michael went back to the bedroom crying, and his mother chased him after him. He just crawled under the mattress. Mom tried to drag him out, but she couldn't. Neither can the other brothers. She will wait for him to come out by himself.

More than half an hour has passed. Finally, Michael got out from under the bed by himself. Get dirty and continue to wander around the living room. Sometimes my mother has forgotten that he made a mistake; Sometimes other brothers have to pounce on him so that his mother can take care of him.

Jackie: Michael is also good at avoiding my father. One minute my dad was holding him down to spank him, and the next minute he was five feet away. Michael can't hold it at all. He is like an earthworm, moving but not listening. He moves too much.

Sometimes, Joe is really angry at Michael's successful escape from him, and more often, we just laugh. "What can you do with such a child?" We say.

When I think about Michael's other personalities growing up. I can always think of another point, that is, he is too generous, sometimes too much.

Once when he was in the second grade, one of my jewelry was missing. "Have you seen my bracelet?" I finally asked my children.

Michael looked around and said casually, "I took it to my teacher."

I didn't punish him because I thought it was a good thing to know how to give. But I told him not to do it again. But Michael didn't listen, so more of my jewels were missing. He is also looking for my mother's jewelry and souvenirs. You know how important these things are to an old grandmother. They have their own plans and don't want their grandchildren to get involved. When she took Michael alive, they always had a fight.

I also got his gossip report from his brother.

"Mom, when we are in other people's homes, Michael always wants to know what's in their drawers." One of them told me, "When we left the room, Michael rummaged through the drawers.

Malone: He hasn't changed. When we were on a victory trip backstage together, Michael walked into someone's office and rummaged around: "Take out those drawers." We told him.

He is also famous for rummaging through his brother's things. Once he went to Randy's house. Randy's not here. Michael began to rummage through his drawers. In a drawer, Michael saw a note that said, "Michael, you like to rummage through other people's things. Don't look." Michael laughed when he saw it.

I don't want to give the impression that little Michael is a reckless man who keeps making mistakes. He also has a lovely side. When Rabbit graduated from high school, she bought her a bottle of nail polish in the shop on the corner. He also often buys some small gifts for his neighbor's children.

His first goal in life is to own a candy store, because he likes being a shopkeeper. When Joe started giving him a fixed weekly allowance, he spent all his money on candy and bubble gum. He took them all home. Find a board and two bricks as counters in the boy's bedroom, spread a cloth, put all the candy on it, and then resell it to his brothers, sisters and friends at the same price.

Michael can also eat candy and chew bubble gum. Before he opened a shop, he always saved some change to buy bubble gum at the discount counter in the small United Ball Park behind the buyer. However, one night, he couldn't find the change. He cried and asked; "Mom, do you know where my change is?" See Malone happily chewing bubble gum not far away and you will know the answer:)

Michael and Malone are playing together.

Malone: Because we are the same height, people always think that we are twins. Besides playing games together, we also roller-skate in the driveway, play basketball and ride mini-bikes.

Jackie: They are also used to getting up in the middle of the night and playing "soldier" with a broom. They threw them out of the window to see if they could hit a passing car.

Michael also likes to race with his brothers and neighbors' children nearby, run under sprinklers and play hockey in summer. These are all normal children's games.

But his singing and dancing are not normal children.

The first time I heard Michael sing was at 1963. When Jackie, Ti Tuo and Jermaine were singing a song from Motown Records in their bedroom, I suddenly heard a fourth voice join in. That's four-year-old Michael's voice-his singing part is very clear.

"You know what? Michael's voice is good enough to be the lead singer. " I told Joe that night.

Two years later, Michael performed "Climbing Every Mountain" for the first time in public at a rally in Garnett Elementary School. Joe's father and I sat in the audience. When Michael began to sing with his sweet and pure voice, samuel jackson, who had always been stubborn, shed tears. I watched him cry. Michael is very calm, standing on the stage is not nervous at all, even natural.

^Michael's dancing talent has also developed rapidly. He is a miniature version of james brown. He watched the performance of "The First Soul Brother" on TV, learned its iconic rotation and twist, and then imitated it perfectly in the living room.

When jackson 5 began to perform in Gary's talent competition in 1965, Michael began to design dance moves for everyone. During the rehearsal, a brother said, "We don't need to do this part of My Girl." Michael would say, "Okay, here's what we'll do." Then he danced a new fashionable dance step, which made all his brothers look at each other and shook their heads in disbelief.

Michael, you are a child. I always thought you were the one who gave us orders.

Michael always daydreams. "One day I will live in a castle." He announced to the second grade teacher.