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What happens when we open somebody's photo album ? How does it reflect on the life a person has lived ? How do we look at elderly people ? How do we think of them as being limited ? In opposite how countless is what they have to share with us if we ask, listen ? Why is it so important to share and transmit this memory ?
When we meet an elderly person we rarely think or try to imagine the person that hides, lays beneath their wrinkled face. We suppose that they have always been old and that they will always be here.
Zoe speaks about herself without ever becoming the centre of attention. As we listen we do not only hear her story but our story. Zoe speaks about us.
Zoe introduces us to the child, the teenager, the wife, the mother she was. As we listen to her memories we are brought back in time and close to her in an instant. We feel her nostalgia looking back at her life and we understand that one day it will be us ; looking back at our life with a wrinkled face. As she was young like us we will be old like her. We go through the same pass and that doesn't make us less unique. In that sense, her story is universal. As she speaks of herself she speaks about us. Through her life's story we experience a feeling of commonness, a feeling of universality. The deeper, and the closer we are brought to her persona, the better we manage to identify ourselves through her story. As we develop empathy towards her we develop empathy towards us.