Melody is an optimistic, enthusiastic girl growing up in Detroit, Michigan during the Civil Rights Movement of the 1960s. She is excited and proud to share a special surprise with her family. She's been chosen to sing a solo for Youth Day at her church! But what song will she choose? She gets advice from her big brother, and is also inspired by her older sister, but it's the inspirational words of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. that help her pick the perfect song. There are many unfair things happening during Melody's time, even to people in her own family. But it's an unimaginable tragedy in the South that leaves Melody silent. Who can help her lift her voice and sing? Who will inspire her to keep stepping?
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Denise Lewis Patrick. No Ordinary Sound: A Classic Featuring Melody
Meet the Ellisons. CHAPTER 1
Table Talk. CHAPTER 2
Let Your Light Shine. CHAPTER 3
Another Home. CHAPTER 4
Dances and Dollars. CHAPTER 5
Mother’s Day Surprises. CHAPTER 6
A Family Reunion. CHAPTER 7
Signs and Songs. CHAPTER 8
The Power Inside. CHAPTER 9
What Feels Right. CHAPTER 10
The Walk to Freedom. CHAPTER 11
Fireworks. CHAPTER 12
Practice. CHAPTER 13
Never Give Up. CHAPTER 14
One Sunday. CHAPTER 15
Scary Stuff. CHAPTER 16
Whispers. CHAPTER 17
Voices Lifted. CHAPTER 18
INSIDE Melody’s World
A Sneak Peek at. Never Stop Singing: A Melody Classic 2. by Denise Lewis Patrick
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t was a perfect day in May, and Melody Ellison could hardly wait for her father to pull the car to a stop in front of her grandparents’ house. Every Sunday, Melody and her family had dinner here after church. But today was different. Melody was almost bursting with news. She hopped out of the station wagon so quickly that she forgot to hold the door for her sister Lila, who was coming out behind her.
“Hey!” Lila shouted, but nine-year-old Melody was already halfway up the front walk. She only slowed to look at the purple petunias clustered near the steps. Then she skipped up to the front porch and peered into the big front windows. She could hear music coming from inside, and couldn’t help tapping her shiny shoes. Music always made her want to move.
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Big Momma shrugged, but Melody saw a twinkle in her eyes. Before Melody could ask anything, she heard the back door of the house open and shut. Poppa’s heavy footsteps crossed the floor.
“Hello!” his voice boomed. Poppa always talked loud. Melody’s mother said it was because of his work around all the loud machines years ago at the auto factory. Melody liked the sound—it reminded her of drumbeats.
