Abstract: How does one simple children’s tune have anything to do with Alzheimer’s? My grandmother died of severe Alzheimer’s disease when I was seven; she forgot basic, everyday things and she lost all bodily function, but she never forgot me. How is that possible? After threading through my memories of my grandmother, interviewing my father and sister, and compiling a significant amount of research, I found the answer. I sang “All The Pretty Little Ponies” to her while she laid on her deathbed, and she remembered. Music was a significant part of my grandma’s life and after diving into my most colossal memories, I found that when the brain interprets the electrical patterns produced by music, acoustical energy is turned into neurological activity, producing within us emotions and feeling. Those feelings, brought about by music, triggered the memory of an antique woman, which saved the soul of a seven- year-old girl. By stepping into the past through a journey raw with emotion, I was able to ignite the flames my grandma left behind and discover something not even the doctors could explain.
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