Five Minutes: Voice

Each week Gypsy Mama chooses a word to write about for five minutes. No editing, stream of consciousness. Today's word is: Voice.

Ready. Set. Write.

In today's society, we live in email and texts.  Rarely in business communication are voices heard.  Although the written word has been cherished for ages, especially when drafted on fine parchment with beautiful handwriting, today's written word has definitely taken a beating.  Shortened acronyms to communicate common words, misspellings, bad grammar.  Yet, we rely on this mode of communication a lot...A LOT.  Even as I write this entry, I realize how many people read this that have most likely never heard my voice.  

A voice can reflect so much about a person.  When you know them well, you immediately know their mood when they open their mouth.  I work with a Sales Rep in southern California and when she calls me she always knows whether I'm having a bad day or good day.  She could email me all day long and not know that as I hide behind the mask of email communication and never know my temperament.   There is something to be said for voice-to-voice communication.

Now with the technology of Skype and Facetime, we can communicate voice-to-face anywhere there is an internet connection.  Even with this technology, though, I long for people to continue to use the written word well and let their personalities and moods shine through.  My friends will tell me that my blog reads like I talk.  I'm happy when I hear that, because that is my ultimate goal.  

There is One Voice I long to hear.  The voice of Jesus when I one day bow at His Feet and hear Him hopefully say "Well done, my good and faithful servant."  

Lessons Learned from Puppet Making

This past weekend I went to Elizabethtown to my friends', Julie and Rod, house to spend the day making a puppet with their youngest, Clayton.  Clayton adores me.  That may sound pious, but folks, it's true.  If that boy was my age, I'd marry him in a heartbeat.  I don't know that a man could love me as much as that young man.  He is precious.  His birthday was in September and all he wanted was to make a puppet with me.  He wants to be the next Jim Henson (and he is well on his way), but become the Christian version, taking his puppetry very seriously.  He made a resolution at the beginning of the year that he'd make his own puppet.  Being the crafty (double entendre intended) sort that I am, I was all about a day of creativity.  By the end of the evening, we had Rupert the Fish.  We'd hoped for Isaac William...but he's our next project.  From this puppetry experience, I learned some lessons...

1.  Planning is essential - You can't just wake up one morning and say "I'm going to make a puppet!" and expect to have it complete by the end of the day. Clayton spent hours researching the tips on making puppets, then drew out his various patterns, and schematics of the puppet.  He made his materials list and his Mom went out and bought the items needed.  She and Rod told me I'm the most patient person on the planet to do this, but when you love crafts - and you love this sweet boy - it's easy.

2.  Hot Glue is the best invention ever - I was in charge of hot glue and any other carcinogen products that we used.  When we got in a pinch and didn't want to take the time for sewing, hot glue worked great.  Of course, if you touched it, it was painful, but it dried in an instant and was very adhesive.  Hot glue and I are friends.  

3.  With felt, foam and covered wire, you can make the best hands ever - My favorite part of the puppet was the hands.  Clayton had made a pattern and had it all planned out and it worked like a charm.  I cut out the pattern in foam, then hot glued portions of covered wire on each finger so they would become pose-able.  Then I covered the wire-enhanced foam hands with orange felt and sewed it all together.  Voila!  We added a dowel rod and all of a sudden you have a working puppet arm that has pose-able fingers.  Genius!

4.  Humans did not evolve from tadpoles - After making the puppet head 3 times, and then changing our plans completely, I can confirm that God created us.  We didn't evolve.  A puppet is merely foam and felt plopped on a hand to come to life.  Creating a puppet head is so intricate and difficult that there is no way our complex bodies just happened.  Unfortunately, we didn't get to make Isaac because we couldn't perfect the head.  After more research, I'm hoping we'll be able to make the perfect round puppet head.  

Clayton took Rupert the Fish to church the next day to show off to his class.  He was so excited.  I am now doing research to figure out how to perfect the puppet head.  Let's hope another puppet is in our future....one that will be equipped with a well-crafted head.