rhythm of a star: III

קאַפּיטל דרייַ פון ריטם פון אַ שטערן!

hey, betcha don't know what that means! (yes, those jumble of characters do have a purpose to tell).


oh, psssshhh fine, i'll feed your growing curiosity.


it says: CHAPTER 3 OF RHYTHM OF A STAR


...in Yiddish.


yeah, cuz i'm cool like that.


(p.s., thank you Google Translator)


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“Me-me-me-me-me-me-meeeee, Me-me-me-me-me-me-meeeee, Me-me-me-me-me-me-meeeee, Me-me-me-me-me-me-meeeee,” she lets out and exasperated sigh as her voice scales up an octave each set of notes.
“Only four today Judie? I think that’s your lowest record yet, and that’s even counting the day you refused to stay home when you had the flu!” Mrs. Sandy frowns, a look of worry sternly implanted in her face, years of teaching voice lessons for the high-maintenance Judie Melon etched in through wrinkles.
As expected, she lets out an overly dramatic gasp, her eyes bulging out of her sockets as she replies, “I have no idea what you are talking about Mrs. Sandy, I was simply taking a break—”
“—but stars like you don’t take breaks, remember? You’re the one who’s got me livin’ by the rule,” the gray haired woman points out.
“Yes yes yes, but of course, I’m sure there is a clearly legible reason for that. Did you ever suppose that my pet hamster could have clawed my throat? Or, say, I didn’t put an exact dosage of flax seed in my protein shake?”
“I was asking for a true answer, Judie, not fake ones. But whether they’re in fact provable or not, I think you should take a trip to the doctor’s office. You’ve been a little off lately, and a quick visit to Dr. Cheng’s office wouldn’t hurt.”
When her dad comes to pick her up from voice lessons, Mrs. Sandy desperately tries to convince him to set Judie up for an appointment. Judie rolls her eyes, fully knowing that whatever sickness she may have will pass away in no time, and this visit will do no good. But as her dad nods in agreement, a look of worry radiating his face, she can’t help but feel slightly the same.

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[TBC]