Our stolen focus

When my son was baptized at the age of nine, he developed an intense obsession, surprisingly brief, with Elvis Presley. He started singing "Jailhouse Rock" at the top of his voice, trying to imitate the king's own voice modulations, and swaying his hips like him. He didn't realize that this style of singing had now become a joke; and that is what made him perform it with all the sincerity of a child who hadn't yet reached adolescence, believing that this made him look cool. In the short moments of pause before singing the song again, he would demand to know everything about Elvis (everything! everything!), so I told him that silly, sad, exciting story. I told him: Elvis Presley was born in one of the poorest cities in Mississippi... a faraway place, very far. He came into this world with a twin brother who died minutes after birth. In his childhood, his mother told him that his brother could hear his voice if he sang to the moon every night, so he would sing and sing. He started performing his songs in front of audiences at the same time television was spreading, and in the blink of an eye, he became more famous than anyone before him. Wherever Elvis went, people shouted with excitement, until his whole world was a roar. He withdrew into a cocoon he made himself, where he began to praise his possessions instead of glorifying his lost freedom. He bought his mother a palace called "Graceland." Number of pages: 368 Year of publication: 2023 Publisher: Dar Al Tanweer for Publishing and Distribution