Anecdotes of Jacqueline du Pré.

Prodigies are always charming, and many important people often go home to listen to Jackie Chan's performances. For her, it's just a few more opportunities to show, and she likes it, but I'm more and more sensitive to realize that I'm being ignored. Predictably, people will greet me like this: "Hello, Hillary, how is your big sister?" Often when she is playing, I will stick my ear to the door, hoping to find her special secret. But I know I'll never find it.

196 1 year, 16-year-old Jackie Chan began to make his mark on the professional stage. On March 1 this year, the famous Wilmore Concert Hall was packed. She raised her voice and began to immerse herself in that extraordinary world. The first is Handel's sonata in G minor. But then, surprisingly, she even went out of tune. What's going on here? Jackie seldom goes out of tune. Her fingers climbed to the height of the fingerboard and soon understood that there must be something wrong with one of the strings. She suddenly stopped, stood up and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, my rope is broken. I must change it. " Please forgive me. "She left the stage, changed the string, and went back to start again, as if nothing had happened. The audience was impressed.

I will never forget how moved I was that day. She plays the piano as usual, but in that environment, there is the beautiful and magical "Brown Strade". Somehow, everything seems unusual. Music is flowing, people are integrated with the piano, and she does not hesitate to communicate with the audience. The cello revealed her true nature. People are about to cry.

The next morning, dad had all the newspapers delivered. The eye-catching headline of The Times is "Amazing achievements of cello at the age of sixteen". It is almost an insult to comment on her performance with words like bright future, because it is amazing that she can have such perfect piano skills at an early age. The Daily Mail said: Jacqueline du Pré will give Britain a cellist unparalleled in the world. She was born for the cello. Jackie Chan became famous overnight. If I am in high spirits, Jackie is always in low spirits, and vice versa. When Keefer and I fell in love, Jackie became more and more depressed. In the months after Wilmore's performance, she has been having a fierce psychological struggle. The fact that the whole world recognized her as a cellist shattered her cognition. She used to be herself, making music. But now, the sudden appreciation has increased the burden of demand and expectation for her, which makes her panic. For the first time in her life, she questioned how she played, and she began to completely doubt herself.

/kloc-in the autumn of 0/962, Jackie went to Paris to study under the French cellist Paul Tortelier. Life without mother is not very happy, and life is chaotic. She sent the dirty clothes home, and her mother sent them back as soon as she washed them, with a list of clothes attached. For Jackie, self-reliance is an exciting exploration process. She challenges her life with explosive energy. Her strong femininity soon emerged. She is an excellent partner, with extraordinary imitation ability and a lot of dirty jokes. Now she is hot and sexy. It seems that every man she meets is in love with her. Her life began to become chaotic. Jackie doesn't like making plans for the future. It is difficult for her to make a long-term commitment, because she has always been a natural and casual person, living only at this moment, just for this moment. So it is very likely that she will cancel the concert at the last minute, which is a headache for both the agent and the concert sponsor. She also hates going abroad to perform, but this is something that an international artist can't escape. She can't stand loneliness in a foreign country. She often calls her mother and says, "Can I come back? I don't want to attend this concert. " My voice is always so confused, sometimes I can't even figure out where I am, so my mother will leave everything behind to accompany her.

It is not surprising that a girl who can't tell the way from Portland Street to Harry Street now has to shuttle between the international airport and foreign cities alone. She flew out of a protected environment where everything was taken care of for her and entered a strange world. She must take good care of her diet, clothes and time. For a soloist, there is neither substantial support nor emotional support.

Shortly after 2/kloc-0' s birthday, Jackie went to Russia to study, and returned home six months later, sobbing and telling me that she had been raped. "Who did it?" I held my breath. Her vague answer was almost inaudible.

This winter, Jackie was invited to Fu Cong's home for a Christmas party. Daniel Barenboying, an outstanding pianist and conductor, was also invited on this day. At that time, everyone was drinking coffee and suddenly broke into a worried little man. Jackie was taken in at once and hurried to get her cello. They played Brahms' sonata in F major in an unusual way of music communication, which was so tacit that there was no need to discuss it. The music flowed slowly, and the two immediately talked. She called at dawn the next day, "Hill, I'm in love, I'm in love."

They got married soon. In many relationships, the strongest factor is often the weakest, just like Jackie and Danny's marriage-they are diametrically opposed in many ways.

Jackie is, after all, an English country girl, unsociable and unsophisticated. She loves nature, likes to walk in the rain and likes simple and straightforward things. She hates publicity and doesn't want to be forced to sell herself. Danny, on the other hand, is content with their high-speed life.

197 1 early spring, the phone rang. Jackie on the other end of the phone is almost incoherent. "Hill-hill ... is that you? It's me. You have to pick me up. You must come at once. "

"Jackie, what happened? Where are you? "

"It's Danny," she sobbed. "Hill, I'm afraid. Please come quickly. "

"Jackie, I said I would come. Why are you afraid? What's the matter? "

"They want to send me to an insane asylum, and Danny is very angry with me ..."

She told me that she and Danny often quarreled and she had to take medicine to calm herself down. Apparently, the doctor told her that she should be sent to a mental hospital to ensure her safety. She begged me to go to America at once and take her home.

The next day, I went to the American Consulate in London to get my visa. The mood when I set out was very complicated, both excited and uneasy. I'm afraid to face Danny. But I have to go to another world to save my sister.

I arrived at Heathrow airport. A notice came from the airport broadcast, asking me to report to the information desk. They said, "Jackie is going to be put on a plane in England, so I should go home now."

She looked terrible when she arrived, pale and wrinkled. In the next few days, her mood fluctuated, sometimes running around the garden with her children, and sometimes crying in bed.

Soon after, she told Keefer that she never wanted to see Danny again. She hates him and their marriage is over. She scolded him severely when he was away, and she refused to talk to him every time he called. I sympathize with Jackie, but I also know that living with her is not easy. I began to realize that she might be using me to avoid Danny, which was unfair to him.

Jackie has been living in our house ever since. She trusts Keefer so much that she can always calm down after losing her temper. One day, she announced that she would stay alone for a day or two and wanted to go back to her home in Pilgrim Street.

"I will be back soon. I'll make a phone call. "

She did call, almost as soon as she got to London. It's hard to understand what she said, but her voice sounds crazy. Keefer jumped into the car and drove away.

I know what he did was right, but he made me shiver. I am so confused that I can't remember how I handled the children that day.

In the evening, Keefer came home and took me to the garden. When he told me (in fact, I had guessed), Jackie begged him to sleep with her-he agreed, and I began to cry.

Although we all expected this to happen, I was still shocked.

I cried in his arms. It was a great comfort for me that he could go home, but I still felt completely betrayed. Jackie is trying to survive, and she also knows that Keefer has not been conquered by her: because of this, she can turn to him for help in times of crisis, and for her, he will show enough strength in some way, which no one else has touched. I found my life and my love when I married Kiefer. I feel free and I know I am safe. However, the only way to make Jackie feel better is to give her what she wants. She wants kiefer.

The next day, Jackie returned to eissmann Swarth. I met her at the station. The brakes roared, and a weak voice inside me was nagging, "Come on, Hillary, come on, Hillary. She is more desperate than you. " The door slammed open and Jackie got out of the last carriage at the other end of the platform. I ran out from where I was standing and plunged into her arms.

I don't know how long we stood there hugging and crying, but at that moment, we were closer than ever, sharing the secret of silence in our private bomb shelter.

Keefer always sleeps with me. If Jackie needs him, he will go to her later. Sometimes I can cope, but sometimes I really can't stand it, so I have to fall asleep in sobs.

Keefer and I are going through this situation together. I know exactly what Jackie wants and what she wants. Of course, I don't even want to think about her being with Keefer. I don't know how Jackie made up with Danny. I can only assume that as time goes by, or her confusion gradually disappears, or she has learned how to deal with this situation. 1969, she picked up the cello again and went to Tel Aviv to play with Danny. We began to see her less and less, because she was once again involved in the whirlpool of Danny's life: concerts, supper, travel-all these things she said she couldn't cope with. I don't know how long this will last.

1973, the wrist weakness that troubled Jackie Chan for a long time finally found the cause-multiple sclerosis, a terminal disease with no specific medicine so far. People can only watch her movements, language and even breathing, being nibbled away a little.

Many media are very interested in Jackie Chan's illness. She didn't want to scare others, so she made a rule not to discuss her symptoms. She is a well-known celebrity, and suggestions from all directions almost overwhelm her, from diet therapy to meditation, from medicine to bathing with special water, and so on. There are also many letters from patients who worship Jackie Chan. She is a great spiritual encouragement to them. Sometimes, she feels this is a terrible pressure, because she must always be brave.

As Jackie's situation went from bad to worse, she became more like scaring people than before. Many male friends who come to see her will be shocked to hear her say "have sex with me". Some people react quickly and treat this as a joke, and some people will be scared away. Maybe Jackie is expressing that she is still a woman and has not lost her libido. We watched helplessly as multiple sclerosis distorted and destroyed Jackie's personality. The girl who used to amuse herself with dirty jokes is becoming more and more vulgar now. Setting fire is both vicious and horrible. She seems to want to hurt others. This is not the Jackie we have always known. She felt depressed as if she had fallen into a trap. She told me that the worst thing about being trapped in a wheelchair is that no matter what happens, she can't escape.

One day, the phone rang and I answered it. It's Jackie. She wants to talk to Keefer.

"He is outside, planting flowers in the garden. Shall I call him? "

"Well, please tell him to come to London at once, because I want him to have sex with me."

I feel weak.

"Jackie, I can't tell him about it. You have to tell him yourself. "

"Then go and get him, and I'll ask him myself."

My heart was pounding, and I ran out to put Kiefer on the phone.

"Jackie. She wants to talk to you. "

Keefer listened to Jackie for a while, but didn't respond. Silence for a long time, he replied:

"Jackie, we can't go back in time. It's no use. Sorry, I can't. "

She hung up the phone with a bang.

I'm shaking.

"Keefer," I said softly, "I think this is the first time someone has said' no' to her at home."

Jackie never spoke to Keefer again. 198710 June 15, the family nurse informed us that Jackie's condition suddenly worsened. Pierce and I will drive to London to see her at once. She has pneumonia, so she can't talk, swallow or see.

After that, Jackie and I spent a short time alone. She was shaking, her arm was pounding on the bed, her eyes were rolling and her ears were twitching. Her heels and elbows are protected by proper pads to prevent pain caused by constant friction. Every part of her body was shaking, and she became a monster with violent fluctuations. I had to talk to her and remind her of the taste of Jersey, the idyllic weather and the warm pink granite. After only talking for a while, she gradually became completely calm; She opened her eyes wide and relaxed, and her arms and fingers stopped shaking. Suddenly, my sister and I were reunited. This is the most exciting moment between us. Can only go on and on. I dare not stop.

Jackie died at half past eight the next morning. That night, the way home was so long, we were exhausted and our eyes were full of tears. At about 9: 0015, I finally got home, struggled out of the car, plunged into the living room and sat in an armchair.

As the TV news drew to a close, I vaguely heard the weather forecast, followed by a specially arranged tribute album. In an instant, pinches Zuckerman, Jose luis garcia and zubin mehta appeared on the screen, all singing praises for Jackie Chan. I tried my best to concentrate, and finally I saw her, my Jackie, who just said goodbye, and now she is lifelike on the screen in front of me. She was there, playing, full of energy as usual, laughing with her musician friends. I feel as if I have been hit on the head.

I don't remember how I slept that night, but I remember waking up the next morning and feeling like the end of the world.