Paper Dolls are an International Language...

Just the other day I had the opportunity to help a mother and her little girl. When I pulled into the parking lot, they were having car problems. Their car would not start. When I asked if they needed help, the mother told me that it would be awhile before her family could arrive and she had an appointment at the clinic. Also, the transit bus would not be going straight to the clinic.

I offered to take them and as we got into my car, the little girl started crying. As I moved a box of paper doll booklets to the back seat, I handed one of the paper doll booklets to the mother. The little girl stopped crying as her mother proceeded to tell her that she would be able to color the little paper boy and girl and their clothes and then cut them out with scissors.

For the rest of the trip, the little girl sat beside her mother quietly asking questions about the paper dolls. In between questions, the mother told me that she was going to the doctor to have her heart checked after spending several days in the hospital.

When we reached the clinic, the little girl bounced out of the car with her paper doll booklet tucked under her arm. The smile on their faces made the out of the way mileage melt away.
Published in "PJ's Paper Doll Newsletter ~ March 2006" issue.