Showing posts with label special. Show all posts
Showing posts with label special. Show all posts

Friday, June 30, 2023

Where Do Dolls Come From?

Mandy and Jolena were playing in the backyard when they decided they needed to pretend they were hot and thirsty, so they went to sit in the shade with their water bottles.


“Mandy,” Jolena began, “I’ve been wondering. Where did I come from?”

“You came from a store in a country called England,” Mandy replied. “I remember that we followed your trip using something called tracking on the computer, and that you were sent to Miami by accident,” Mandy continued. “We were worried, because we knew you were dressed in warm clothes, and it was already hot in Miami, but you arrived here safely on time.”


“I don’t remember being too warm, so it must have been OK. Where was I before that?” Jolena asked.


You were made in a factory in a country called China (CHY-nah),” Mandy said. “We all were. We were designed by artists in another country, Germany, and then made in China.”
“So we’re works of art!” Jolena exclaimed.

“That's true,” Mandy laughed. “We are works of art. I don’t remember much of anything about before I was in the box, but I have read all the writing on my box, and I have also worked out some things on my own. Come. I’ll show you our boxes,” Mandy suggested.

The dolls went into the house to where the boxes were stored. “This is my box. Mandy pointed to the box on top. I know that if I ever have to be put away for a time, I will be safe and protected in my box.”




“Each doll has different experiences after coming out of the box,” Mandy went on. “When I came here, it was still cold, so Veronika loaned me a sweater,” Mandy explained. “When we looked in the mirror, we noticed that I’m a little taller than she is, so we took off our shoes to see how much. That was interesting.”




“There are four of us,” Jolena said. “I only see three boxes.”




“That's because Veronika didn’t come here with a regular box,” Mandy remembered. “But maybe she should tell you about it. Let's go talk to her.”


Mandy and Jolena found Veronika in the sewing room, just beginning to cut out strips of cloth for a quilt. 


“Veronika,” Mandy began, “We’re sorry to bother you, but we were wondering why you don't have a special box, like ours.”

Mandy and Jolena climbed up on the cutting mat with Veronika, being careful not to mess up her work.


Veronika carefully closed the safety guard on the sharp blade of her rotary cutter, so no one would get hurt with it. “I’m happy to tell you. I didn’t come here right from a store,” she explained. “I lived for a while with some other dolls like us in a different place with a nice man named Papa Simon.”




Veronika explained that she has no idea what happened to her first box and the clothes she had on in the box, but she arrived here in a beautiful hand-smocked dress, which she is very proud of.



“It’s a lovely dress, and I still have it,” Veronika went on. “Even without my regular box, I knew I would be safe, because Papa Simon wrapped me in some soft white cloth, and you know how much I love cloth.”


“We spent last summer exploring our new home and getting to know each other,” Mandy said. “We had some fun times, didn’t we?”




“After the summer was over, Charlotte came to live with us,” Veronika said. “Her first days here were very interesting, too, but you should let her tell you.”



“Let’s let Veronika get back to her cutting,” Mandy suggested. “We can go look for Charlotte now.”


Off they went to find Charlotte. They found her on the couch, reading. Jolena slipped off her shoes and climbed up onto the couch. Mandy decided to sit on the edge of the couch, next to Charlotte, because her shoes are more trouble to get off and on.


“Charlotte,” Jolena began, “I would like you to tell me about your first days here with Veronika and Mandy.”


Charlotte put her hand in her book, so she wouldn’t lose her place. “Those first few days were very interesting,” she said.




“For one thing,” Charlotte went on, “I had never seen snow before, and there was a big storm. My new sisters told me that this was normal, so I wasn’t afraid.”



“The electricity went out because of all the snow, so we had to use the fireplace for heat,” she went on. “That was fun, for a while.”



“We sat in front of the fire and talked,” Mandy said. “I remember that. It’s how we got to know you.”


“And I got to know you and Veronika! Later we read a book together,” Charlotte went on.


“Yes,” Mandy said. “It was dark outside by then. We had to use a flashlight to see the book! Then we talked about the book together.”



“The next day, we went out and played in the snow,” Charlotte said. “We threw snow at each other, and I accidentally knocked Veronika’s hat off. She couldn’t figure out which one of us did it,” she continued, “but she wasn’t hurt, and so it was OK. Then we all laughed.”




“I remember when you came, Jolena,” Charlotte said. “You came with skis and a ski suit. You will really enjoy the snow.”



“I was so glad to get out of the box!” Jolena exclaimed. “I’m so glad to be here, and I’m really looking forward to getting to ski on real snow. I have already had lots of adventures with all of you to remember and talk about.”


Jolena and Mandy let Charlotte get back to reading. They went back to look at the boxes.

 

“I think I understand something,” Jolena was telling Mandy. “It isn’t so important where we came from. What's important is what we learn, what we do and what we become once we come out of our boxes. Where we came from isn’t all that we are.” Then Jolena noticed something about the boxes she had missed before. “Mandy,” she asked, “why is your box smaller than my box and Charlotte’s?”



“Well, Jolena,” Mandy began, “You two came with special equipment. You came with your skis, remember? And Charlotte came with her dog and the things she needed for the dog, so both of you needed bigger boxes. I came with only a dress, hat and shoes, and no special equipment, other than my glasses.”




“Mandy,” Jolena said. “I think you're wrong about that. I think you came with very special equipment. You just didn't need a bigger box for it.” 




“Now I have another question,” Jolena said. “I want to know why we're here.”


Jolena,” Mandy said. “You're a very smart doll. You ask questions and you learn from the answers, and what you’re asking is a very important question, but if we try to learn too much at once, we don’t remember as well. Let’s save it for another day. Let’s go back outdoors and play!”





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


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Do you have questions or comments for us? Would you like to order an autographed copy of one of our books? You can email us at thedollsstorybook@icloud.com.


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. We are not affiliated with St. Jude in any way other than these donations.


“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, Emil: Stories from the Doll's Storybook and soon Classic Tales Retold: Stories from the Doll's Storybook are available from BookBaby and other booksellers worldwide, such as Amazon and Barnes & Noble. Royalties (net proceeds) 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. Autographed copies of all three books are available from the author for $20 including shipping. (Multiple books to the same address have a discount on shipping.) To inquire, email thedollsstorybook@icloud.com.




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, September 27, 2019

Emil

The dolls were studying and doing their homework when Veronika came into the room.


"Everyone, you need to listen to this," Veronika said, waving a piece of paper so they would see what she had.



The dolls gathered around Veronika. "It's a letter," she said. Then she began to read. 


Here is what the letter said:

Dear Veronika and Cast of The Doll's Storybook,
I heard you were looking for another boy doll, and I am hoping you will choose me.

Before you accept me, you should know something about me. I'm not perfect. It isn't the fault of the factory where we were made. Sometimes these things just happen. Anyway, I wanted to be sure you knew about this before you decide.

First of all, I'm very nearsighted. That means I can't see very far from my nose. This isn't too bad, though, because my glasses correct my sight to almost normal. I just need to wear my glasses all the time, except when I'm asleep.

My other problem is more serious. I'm almost deaf without my hearing aids. Fortunately, they were able to build my hearing aids into my glasses. I can talk with other dolls with no problem without my hearing aids, because, like you, I talk by sharing my thoughts and listening to yours, but I need the hearing aids so I don't get hurt by things like cars and bicycles, and so I know when water is running and when an alarm goes off. I can't hear those things in my head without the hearing aids in my special glasses.

If you accept me as a new cast member, I promise to try very hard not to let these things make problems for you. I will also try to be the best doll I can be.

Sincerely,
Emil

"It's a good letter," Mandy said when Veronika had finished reading the letter.



Mariah, who had been looking over Veronika's shoulder, pointed at the letter. "There are no words misspelled," she said. "The ideas are easy to understand. He must be smart. He must have worked hard on the letter."



"He could have used Autocorrect," Billy said. "Autocorrect will fix the spelling."



"Yes," agreed Mariah, "but Autocorrect just changes something that isn't a word to something that is. It may not be the right word."
"Sometimes," put in Jolena, "Autocorrect gives you something silly, and it makes you laugh."



The dolls all smiled and nodded. They could remember times when they had seen this happen.
"That's right," Mariah agreed. "You have to know if the word is the right one, and you still have to write what you want to say so it's easy to understand."



Charlotte had been very quiet. Now she had something to say. "I like that he sounds honest," she said.
The other dolls looked at Charlotte.



"How do you see that in his letter, Charlotte?" Veronika asked.
"Well," Charlotte began, "he wants to be chosen, doesn't he? He could have just told us how wonderful he is, and how he's the best one for the job. He could have left out the part about his problems."



"You're right," Mandy said. "Then we wouldn't have known until he arrived, when it was too late."



Veronika turned to Billy. "What do you think, Billy?" she asked. "If we choose him, he will be your pal. You need to be satisfied with the choice."



"I like the letter," Billy said. "He sounds interesting. He says he isn't perfect, but none of us is perfect. He's different, but we're all different, even though we are alike in lots of ways."



"Like that our eyes don't close," Jolena said, "and we each have one hand with two fingers stuck together."



"It sounds to me," Billy said, "like he can do everything I like to do. I think we will have fun together."



"Let's vote on it," Veronika said, "unless anyone has something else to say."
The dolls shook their heads. They were ready to vote.
"All right," Veronika said, "who wants to choose Emil to be our new brother? Raise your hand if you do."
All the dolls raised their hands.



"Good," said Veronika. "It's unanimous (you-NAN-ih-mus)! That means we all voted the same. Then I don't have to ask who doesn't want Emil to be our new brother. I will write back and let him know."
"Veronika," Billy said, "there is something I would like you to ask him. You said his name like 'eh-MEEL.' How do we know it isn't 'EE-mul' or something else? It's an unusual name. Would you ask him how he says it so we can say it correctly when he comes?"


Veronika said she would ask.
"When you write, please ask him what kind of food he likes to pretend to eat best," Jolena said. "I want to fix him his favorite food when he gets here."


"I want to find out," Mariah added, "what kinds of books he likes. We can go to the library right before he arrives and check out some things."
"Ask him if he can hear music," Charlotte said. "If he can, please find out what his favorite song is, so I can learn to play it for him on my violin."


"I have something for you to ask him," Mandy said. "Ask him if he needs to plug in his hearing aids at night or if his hearing aids use batteries, and please ask him if he needs anything else we might not think of."


That night, Veronika wrote a letter to Emil and told him that he had been chosen to be their new brother. She wrote that they liked his letter and thought he sounded nice. She asked him how to say his name.


Veronika asked Emil what kind of food and books he liked best. She asked him if he could hear music with his hearing aids, and if so, what was his favorite song. She asked him if he needed batteries or a charger for his hearing aids, or if there was anything else he might need. Then she added that they could tell he was special from his letter, and that was good. Then she printed off the letter and signed it. She put it into an envelope. She put a stamp on the letter.
The dolls were so excited that they forgot to change their clothes before bed, but they did not forget to pretend to brush their teeth, even though they can't open their mouths.
In the morning, all the dolls went to the mailbox together to mail the letter to Emil.


They could hardly wait. They knew Emil would be special.

We are all special, and so are you.


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

You can follow The Doll's Storybook here.
Do you have questions or comments for us? Would you like to order an autographed copy of one of our books? You can email us at thedollsstorybook@icloud.com.

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. We are not affiliated with St. Jude in any way other than these donations.

"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, Emil: Stories from The Doll's StorybookClassic Tales Retold: Stories from The Doll's Storybook and Our Favorite Verses: Poems from The Doll's Storybook are available from BookBaby and other booksellers worldwide, such as Amazon and Barnes & Noble
Royalties (net proceeds) 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 charity (specific information available upon request). Autographed copies of all three books are available from the author. (Multiple books to the same address have a discount on shipping.) To inquire, email thedollsstorybook@icloud.com.


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