I hope she will help a child with cancer
07-17-2011, 04:17 PM
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St. Judds may want a dozen dolls for a special project. They want hair which will be more demanding, but workable. I was told they don't normally accept 'stuffed toys' but for whatever this project is, they might like twelve IF I can provide what they are looking for. Some type of infection unit or something
07-18-2011, 05:48 PM
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won't be able to do the St. Judd's dolls, as they want 12 with darker skin than what I have available, or can afford, plus the cutting, sewing, stuffing and making 12 outside dresses and 12 nightgowns, 24 hats and 24 faces in just over a month. That and they want hair so that is time consuming and another cost added. I wrote and told them that perhaps under different curcumstances, I could help out another time.
07-19-2011, 11:36 AM
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I hope this will be enjoyed. I just this moment finished it. A friend of mine will check for typos, add background and music to it and send it out to my mailing list of writings. Take care and God Bless you and yours.
Vickey Stamps
DOLLS IN THE ATTIC
© Vickey Stamps 7/19/11
There, in the attic of the mind, sat fabrics of skin colors, all waiting to become dolls, all waiting to be allowed into the life known by humans. They knew they had been stored there for a very real and special purpose. Around them in the attic of the mind, and because of a light from a window, they were able to watch it shine upon bolts of colored fabrics and those of white. Beside the fabric, sat lacy trims and rolls of ribbons in bright colors. Now the dolls of a nature either male or female, joined hands in numbers of twos and threes, jumped up and forward, almost dancing to the fabric.
“I’d like a pair of blue jeans” spoke one of the boy dolls, “and perhaps a checkered skirt. That will make me quite handsome. We already know that those who have gone before us are of two faces. One will wear a smile and the other a look of sleepiness.” The girls ignored the boys each of them gathering around the pinks and blues, the yellows, light greens and darks with lighter pretty patterns upon their surface. In their unborn doll minds, they let their hands wander through the laces and tried the ribbons about their waistlines. “I’ll have an apron of this” spoke one as she put a bit of soft pink and white polka-dot material beside her cheek. Surely that will bring me a hug from the child I will go to live with.”
“Look” called out one of the boys who’d been wandering about among the sweat suit fabrics, jumping from one color to another. “I’ll take this nice gray one. Perhaps there will be an appliqué of some sort to put upon the front of it that my child will like!” From another pile came yet another voice of a potential boy doll. “I’m a country critter” he announced for all who would listen” I’ll take that bit of plaid flannel and some of that other stuff that looks like denim. I will wear overalls with a nice bib, and have pockets upon it and on my legs Maybe I’ll go to a child who has a toy tractor, and can sit upon it once in awhile.” The potential doll flopped down beside the blue jean fabric to think about it.
And so the conversations went on, as they stood around the fabric. All of a sudden, they heard footsteps nearly to the door, and quickly scampered back to where they had been before, making it a point to leave the fabric as it had been. Now the doll maker opened the door, stepping inside the attic.
“Funny” thought the doll maker, but I had this sudden need to go through all this cloth in the attic of the mind. There are children out there in need of a doll to comfort them, children who are ill or suffering in their mind for various reasons... I will make a design and sew many dolls for them. I think I shall say a prayer over the material that it will find just the right arms to hold it close and love it, when it becomes a doll. Having said so, she asked for blessings for all that would become of the fabric, that each would find the right home and right child, to work the wonders needed for each one. She prayed that the dolls would be good listeners, when its owner needed that and a giver of at least imaginary warmth when that was needed. She ended with the usual Amen, leaving it all in the Lords control, that all would go well. The Lord had already made her aware that….
LIFE WAS GOOD
Vickey Stamps
DOLLS IN THE ATTIC
© Vickey Stamps 7/19/11
There, in the attic of the mind, sat fabrics of skin colors, all waiting to become dolls, all waiting to be allowed into the life known by humans. They knew they had been stored there for a very real and special purpose. Around them in the attic of the mind, and because of a light from a window, they were able to watch it shine upon bolts of colored fabrics and those of white. Beside the fabric, sat lacy trims and rolls of ribbons in bright colors. Now the dolls of a nature either male or female, joined hands in numbers of twos and threes, jumped up and forward, almost dancing to the fabric.
“I’d like a pair of blue jeans” spoke one of the boy dolls, “and perhaps a checkered skirt. That will make me quite handsome. We already know that those who have gone before us are of two faces. One will wear a smile and the other a look of sleepiness.” The girls ignored the boys each of them gathering around the pinks and blues, the yellows, light greens and darks with lighter pretty patterns upon their surface. In their unborn doll minds, they let their hands wander through the laces and tried the ribbons about their waistlines. “I’ll have an apron of this” spoke one as she put a bit of soft pink and white polka-dot material beside her cheek. Surely that will bring me a hug from the child I will go to live with.”
“Look” called out one of the boys who’d been wandering about among the sweat suit fabrics, jumping from one color to another. “I’ll take this nice gray one. Perhaps there will be an appliqué of some sort to put upon the front of it that my child will like!” From another pile came yet another voice of a potential boy doll. “I’m a country critter” he announced for all who would listen” I’ll take that bit of plaid flannel and some of that other stuff that looks like denim. I will wear overalls with a nice bib, and have pockets upon it and on my legs Maybe I’ll go to a child who has a toy tractor, and can sit upon it once in awhile.” The potential doll flopped down beside the blue jean fabric to think about it.
And so the conversations went on, as they stood around the fabric. All of a sudden, they heard footsteps nearly to the door, and quickly scampered back to where they had been before, making it a point to leave the fabric as it had been. Now the doll maker opened the door, stepping inside the attic.
“Funny” thought the doll maker, but I had this sudden need to go through all this cloth in the attic of the mind. There are children out there in need of a doll to comfort them, children who are ill or suffering in their mind for various reasons... I will make a design and sew many dolls for them. I think I shall say a prayer over the material that it will find just the right arms to hold it close and love it, when it becomes a doll. Having said so, she asked for blessings for all that would become of the fabric, that each would find the right home and right child, to work the wonders needed for each one. She prayed that the dolls would be good listeners, when its owner needed that and a giver of at least imaginary warmth when that was needed. She ended with the usual Amen, leaving it all in the Lords control, that all would go well. The Lord had already made her aware that….
LIFE WAS GOOD
07-19-2011, 12:29 PM
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Originally Posted by Pam Riggs
Vickey I have material that I could contribute. Please let me know where to send it. God bless you!
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07-23-2011, 09:16 AM
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It is Saturday July 23rd....I will be 71 in a couple weeks. WOW...still going on the dolls for sick kids and am sending pictures of 5 dolls that are now ready to go to another childs home. The top picture is of the dolls in their dresses and the bottom where I flipped the dress's skirt to turn into the dolls with a nightgown. Hope you all enjoy seeing the dolls. I have 7 more girl dolls to get into nightgowns, and 10 boy dolls to get dressed. YIKES. giggling
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