Friday, July 29, 2022

Shhhhh!

"Hey," said Billy from the doorway. "The Writer sent me in to ask everyone to talk a little more quietly."

Charlotte put down her violin. "Are we making too much noise?" she asked.

"No," said Billy, as he climbed up on the table next to Charlotte, "and she specifically said to tell you to keep playing. Music doesn't disturb her, unless someone sings along. It's the words that distract her."

"She and I," Billy went on proudly, "are working on the cover for the new book. She says she needs to concentrate, because the software is very complicated. Talking distracts her brain, so she can't think."

"She can hear us talk?" asked Pauly, incredulous. He knew many children can hear their dolls talk, although he wasn't sure that Jeffy heard him. He hadn't been living with Jeffy long, so maybe it takes a while, but he didn't think grownups ever heard dolls talking.

Billy laughed, as he rubbed behind Pierre's ears. "She says that sometimes she wishes she didn't, but then she thinks about the stories. She couldn't write them if we didn't talk to her."

"And do things," Mandy put in, as she checked the fit of the sweater she was making for Pippa.

"We definitely do things," Veronika agreed. She was at the sewing machine, working on a quilt for The Writer's husband.

"We're always busy," Jolena agreed.

"You're even busier than the rest of us," Mariah told her.

The two girls were sitting at the work table. Jolena was looking up recipes for what to cook for supper, while Mariah worked on a poem she was writing.

"If you're not cooking something," Mariah pointed out, "you're off at dance lessons or ski instruction, or flying through the air on your skis."

"She even supervises us," Emil put in, "when we wash the dishes! He was brushing Marmalade to help Mandy, so she could get finished with Pippa's sweater. 

"I've never seen the rest of you with nothing to do," Jolena pointed out. 

"We're supposed to be quiet for a while, though," Emil said. "Shhhh!" he added.

That reminded the other dolls that they needed to talk more softly.

They looked at each other and said, "Shhhhh!" They said it more to themselves than to each other.

Billy climbed down from the table. "I'll get back to helping," he said softly, pausing at the door. Then he left the room.

Even though the dolls talk with their minds, because their mouths don't move, they can make their voices softer.

"Let's pretend we're at the library when we talk," Pippa suggested softly, as she slipped off the new sweater. Pippa knows it's important to be quiet at the library, because some people like to read there, and loud talking can be distracting.

So they did. When they had to talk, they did it very quietly.

Veronika didn't worry that the sound of the sewing machine would bother The Writer. If music without words didn't bother her, the whirring sound the machine makes wouldn't bother her, either.

Mandy didn't worry that the sound of her knitting needles would bother The Writer. They just make a soft clicking sound as she works.

Pippa and Pauly didn't worry that using their crayons to color would disturb The Writer. Crayons on paper make hardly any sound at all! Coloring with crayons isn't like talking out loud.

Mariah didn't worry that the sound of her pencil, or even the sound of the eraser, on the paper would distract The Writer as she wrote her poem.

Jolena didn't worry that the sound of turning the pages in the cookbook would interfere with The Writer's concentration.

Emil didn't worry that The Writer would be disturbed by the sound of the brush going through Marmalade's fur or the purring sound Marmalade made when he was being brushed.

Sometimes Marmalade talked to Emil, but The Writer wouldn't hear that, even if Marmalade used his loudest voice. Emil was the only one who could hear the animals talk.

The other dolls could hear Marmalade purr. They could hear him say "meow," but they couldn't hear him talk about watching the birds in the tree outside or how much he liked to smell and even pretend to eat catnip.

The dolls continued with what they were doing before but remembering now to talk to each other with hushed tones, while Charlotte practiced playing her violin.


Cast--
Veronika: Götz Classic Kidz Vroni
Mandy: Götz Happy Kidz Katie 2015
Jolena: Götz Happy Kidz Lena in Aspen
Charlotte: Götz Happy Kidz Anna in Paris
Mariah: Götz Happy Kidz Mariah, "Chosen" from My Doll Best Friend
Billy: Götz Happy Kidz Lily at London
Emil: Götz Happy Kidz Emilia
Pippa: Götz Little Kidz Lotta
Pauly: Götz Little Kidz Paul
Marmalade: Purrrfect Cats from KTL

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Note: No dolls were harmed during production of this blog. All dolls shown are Götz Happy Kidz, Classic Kidz or Little Kidz. If you like these stories and are willing, please make a donation of any amount to St. Jude Children's Research Hospital or any organization that supports pediatric cancer research and treatment.

"The Doll's Storybook" is not affiliated with Gotz Dolls USA Inc. or Götz Puppenmanufaktur International GmbH.
Watch for the next story each Friday afternoon at 1:00 PM Pacific Time.

Mariah: Stories from the Doll's Storybook and Emil: Stories from the Doll's Storybook are available from Amazon worldwide. Also available from Barnes & Noble,  BookBaby and other booksellers. Royalties go to support pediatric cancer research and treatment. If you don't get free shipping elsewhere, buy from Book Baby. Half of the price goes to St. Jude.


Image on Mariah's yellow T-shirt used with permission, from Free To Be Kids, where human-size shirts with this image are available.

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Friday, July 22, 2022

Time on the Beach

"You're going to like the beach, Pauly," Pippa told her friend as they sat in the car, riding along the road. "You've never seen so much sand in your life!"

"Jeffy has a sandbox," Pauly replied. "There's enough sand in it for him to dig holes and fill his pail. Sometimes he takes me to his sandbox and lets me watch him play." Pauly thought Jeffy's sandbox had an awful lot of sand. How could the beach have more? He didn't want to disagree with Pippa, though, until he had seen how much sand there was at the beach.

Pippa just smiled to herself. The Writer's backyard had a sandbox, too. The Writer's grandchildren liked to play in it. Pippa played in it too and knew that the amount of sand in the sandbox was very small when compared with the sand on the beach. She would just let Pauly see for himself.

After a pleasant ride, The Writer parked the car and helped the two little dolls get out. She told them she would sit in the shade near the small parking lot where the beach started. She could keep an eye on them. She said that they should have a good time. She would call them when it was time to go home. The two little dolls looked at the beach. It was big. It was very big!

The two dolls took the bucket and the ball they had brought with them, and their bottle of water, in case one of them got thirsty. 

"You were right, Pippa!" Pauly exclaimed as the two dolls stood and looked at the beach. This is a lot, a very lot, of sand! This is way more than Jeffy has in his sandbox."

"If seven maids with seven mops swept it for half a year, do you suppose," the Walrus said, "that they could get it clear?" Pippa thought to herself. She remembered that from her favorite book, Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking-Glass. It is a very big book. It's two books in one, in fact, but she has read the whole thing several times.

They carried the bucket and other things down to a place where some of the sand was still damp from the high tide, but some sand right next to it was nice and dry to sit on. They sat down there in the warm, dry sand. There were gusts of wind, but not enough to make it difficult to stand. There were human people walking on the beach. They didn't fall over, either, but the wind made their clothes move about.

"What's that stuff out there?" Pauly asked, pointing out past where the sand was very damp. Something was moving back and forth.

"That's the ocean," Pippa said. She had wondered about it, too, the first time. "It's water. A lot of it."

"What's all the white stuff on top?" Pauly wanted to know.

"I asked Mandy about that," Pippa said. "The water turns white when the waves get close to the shore, and they get too tall to stand up. The tops of the waves fall over, and all the sloshing makes bubbles. The bubbles make the water look white. I think it's pretty."

Pauly thought it was pretty, too, and he liked hearing the whooshing sound that came and went.

There were some birds on the shore, walking around.

"Those things look like birds," Pauly said, "but I haven't seen any like that before."

"Those birds are called gulls," Pippa told Pauly. They live mostly on or near the ocean. Mandy told me about them.They're finding something to eat in the sand."

"Mandy said that the ones that are smaller and splotchy grey-and-brown are young ones," Pippa explained as they watched the birds. "The grownup ones are white all over except their wings."

The gulls were far away. Pippa remembered the photo Mandy had shown her at that time. She wanted to show it to Pauly. She concentrated very hard on the photo of the gull in her memory to show it to Pauly. She hadn't thought to bring a telescope or binoculars, which help you see things that are far away. Pauly saw the gull in his head, and nodded solemnly.

The gull in Pippa's head was standing on a rock, but Pauly didn't see any rocks on the beach. He guessed that this gull was like the ones on the beach but not actually one of them. Maybe this gull lived far away.

Pippa and Pauly played in the sand for a while. They tried to make the sand squish through their toes, but that didn't work, because their little toes are all stuck together. They rolled the ball back and forth on the sand. They found out that it rolled better on the sand that was damp than on the dry sand. 

Then Pauly dug into the sand with his fingers. (At least most of his fingers aren't stuck together!) It was fun to feel the sand. He remembered it from Jeffy's sandbox.

Then he remembered something Jeffy had done in the sandbox. Pauly filled the pail with sand that was slightly camp. Then he got Pippa to help him turn it over, so the sand came out again, but it didn't spill all over; it stayed in one place, shaped like the pail. He patted the top smooth.

"It looks like a table," Pippa said, as Pauly patted the top.

"Yes," Pauly agreed. "We can use it like a table."

He put their water bottle on it, and they sat on each side of it, like vacationers at a beach-front hotel. They watched the birds and the human people walking on the beach. No human people were swimming, because the wind made the water too rough. It would be dangerous and not fun.

After a while they heard The Writer calling them, and they knew it was time to go. Pippa picked up the pail. She was a little sad to have to leave, but she knew the fun time they had had would stay in her mind for a long time. She gazed at the ocean, so she could remember it.

"Here," Pauly said, "Let me help carry the pail." 

Pippa was happy to let Pauly help. The two dolls carried the pail between them back up the beach toward The Writer. Suddenly, Pauly stopped. This made Pippa stop, too. He looked down and saw something in the sand. "Oh, look at this!" he exclaimed. What a funny thing it was!

"Let's ask the Writer what it is," Pippa suggested. So they did. They had trouble telling her what it looked like, and she can't see pictures in their heads, so she came back to that spot with them and looked at it. She told them it was an empty crab carapace (KA-ra-pace). She took a photo with her phone and suggested maybe Mandy could tell them what kind it was.

They talked all the way home about the fun they had had and the things they had seen at the beach.

Home at last, the two dolls washed the sand off of their feet in the bathroom sink and dried them off with a towel. 

Then they went to find Mandy. She was in the workroom, looking at the tablet. 

She smiled when they came in. "Hi!" she said. "Before you left the beach, The Writer sent me a text with the photo of the crab carapace you found in the sand. I've been looking, and I think I've found the right kind of crab. It's hard to tell for sure, because there are two kinds of crab that look a like this." 

"We would need to have the legs to know for sure." Mandy explained. "We just have the carapace. If we had the underside or the legs, we could be certain." She showed them the photo on the computer. "This is the one I think it is. It's called a Pacific Rock Crab."

Pippa and Pauly looked at the photo.

Then Mandy found another photo on the computer. "Here's our crab in the water where it lives."

"It looks sort of like a spider," Pippa said.

"Yes," Mandy agreed.

"Crabs and other sea animals like this are related to spiders," Mandy told them. They don't have a skeleton on the inside like human people. They have an exoskeleton (EX-o-skel-eh-tun) instead."

"An exoskeleton is what it's called when it's on the outside." Mandy explained. "A skeleton is the framework for all their muscles, so their bodies can move around." Mandy demonstrated by moving her arms and legs up and down a bit.

"What happened to the rest of it?" Pauly asked. "I mean, what we found didn't have legs or any of these other parts. It was just a piece of it."

"Yes," Mandy agreed. "The carapace is just the part that covers the top of the crab. As to what happened to the rest of it, it was probably eaten by a gull or some other creature. They don't eat the shell, just what's inside. The shells from the legs and underside were probably in the sand somewhere else or still in the water."

"Do we have an exoskeleton" Pippa wanted to know, "or do we have a regular skeleton, since we look like human people."

Mandy had to think. "Well," she said, since we are supposed to represent real human people, I would say that we have a pretend skeleton inside, but our vinyl is made to be like an exoskeleton. It's hard and on the outside, and it lets us move around."

The dolls all had to think about that.

An exoskeleton with air and connectors inside. Interesting.



Cast--
Mandy: Götz Happy Kidz Katie 2015
Pippa: Götz Little Kidz Lotta
Pauly: Götz Little Kidz Paul


Adult Gull photo Photo by Meritt Thomas on Unsplash
Crab photo by Darrell Cassell on Unsplash
Photo of crab in ocean from Oregon Department of Fish and Wildlife.

You can follow The Doll's Storybook here.

Note: No dolls were harmed during production of this blog. All dolls shown are Götz Happy Kidz, Classic Kidz or Little Kidz. If you like these stories and are willing, please make a donation of any amount to St. Jude Children's Research Hospital or any organization that supports pediatric cancer research and treatment.

"The Doll's Storybook" is not affiliated with Gotz Dolls USA Inc. or Götz Puppenmanufaktur International GmbH.
Watch for the next story each Friday afternoon at 1:00 PM Pacific Time.

Mariah: Stories from the Doll's Storybook and Emil: Stories from the Doll's Storybook are available from Amazon worldwide. Also available from Barnes & Noble,  BookBaby and other booksellers. Royalties go to support pediatric cancer research and treatment. If you don't get free shipping elsewhere, buy from Book Baby. Half of the price goes to St. Jude.


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