When she came to our place,
she spoke to me the most, probably because of the closeness of our ages. We'd
both go up to the girls' room. We'd listen to music for hours. She'd watch me
sing before the big mirror that Ghislaine no longer used because she, also, had
moved out of the house. Soon Papa, Maman, and I
were the only ones left. After being the youngest in a family of fourteen
children, I'd finally become an only child.
Maman was still working outside the house. But now she had a big plan to turn me into a singing star. She'd never been very interested in my homework and school lessons. But she'd followed my singing progress closely. She gave me advice, she suggested I try new songs. Or she said to me: "Don't imitate that singer, she has a beautiful voice but she doesn't make good use of it."
Our absolute model was
Ginette Reno, who was then the biggest star in
I would watch myself in the mirror, and as Ghislaine had taught me, I would imagine that behind me, behind my reflection, was an entire audience, full of people watching me. As soon as my song was finished, I lowered my mike, swept the cord behind me, and let them applaud, sometimes giving me a standing ovation, as they did for Ginette Reno at the Place des Arts.
One evening, after the dishes were done, with the two of us sitting at the kitchen table, Maman told me about her project. And her project was: me.
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Bу the time I
was twelve years old, Maman already had big plans for me. She wanted to make me
into the kind of singer who could pack the Place des Arts in
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