curiosity, at the stage and bleachers our men were building, but then they would hurry on.
Our hotel rooms were getting piled high with fashions and we now had eighteen of our women who were going to act as models. As I drew, Ginger sewed and oversaw the other seamstresses.
After the men completed the stage and set up the sound equipment, they built a runway. I went in search of Foe to find out where I could get some microphones. W h e n I explained it to her she said, “I think we might need something like that too . I’ll get my people on it right away. We’ll give it to you tonight. ” The ones she gave us were very different from anything I had ever seen . They were about the size of my little finger but they worked really well.
We finally had everything ready and the big day arrived. I had decided at the last minute to also have swimsuits, shorts, and halters in the show.
Joe blew into the microphone and then said, “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.” I looked around. There were three people standing around and looking like they wondered what we were up to. One was the teenage girl that Seth seemed to have a crush on and she had brought another girl with her. Then there was a man standing a ways back like he didn’t want anyone to see him there.
Joe continued as if he had a crowd, “For our first number, w e would like to sing a song we wrote a few years back and it’s call Razzle Dazzle, Black and White. Hope you enjoy it.”
By the third number, the crowd had grown a tiny bit and some were going over to the hot dog stands and getting food. The teenagers grew in number and I began to notice them moving to the music.
Eventually Seth came out and grabbed the hand of the girl he seemed to like and started swinging her around and teaching her dance steps. More and more teenagers joined them and tried copying what they were doing and before long we had a good dance going on. More and more adults joined in and by the time Joe and his band took a break, some of them were getting into it.
We proceeded to the fashion show and I saw more and more women come and take a seat and watch. When the models came out in the shorts and halter tops and later in the swim suits, I saw the women whispering among themselves. They looked shocked.
Then I saw something I didn’t think I would ever see. I saw some of these women look at the bikinis and giggle.
After the fashion show was over, many of the women gathered around and asked us about the clothes. We agreed to make some of the styles for them but they weren’t sure about the shorts and swimsuits. They felt the silk material with the look of sheer pleasure on their faces. I gave some of the clothes to some of the women to take home with them. They looked less stressed out than I had ever seen them.
As I interacted with these wonderful women, I could see how we could learn from each other. They needed to learn to relax and enjoy themselves and we needed to become more productive and maybe learn some technology.
They had accomplished so much but I felt like they had paid a big price for their accomplishments.
When Joe and his band came back on stage, we had a huge crowd and by the end of the second set, Foe’s people were clapping and moving to the music. Eventually Foe and some of the more high powered technical people came out and joined in and I saw Foe dancing with Seth at one point. He was teaching her the steps. When the band came back for the final set, Joe introduced a song I had never heard.
“This is a song my daughter, Josie, and I used to sing together. It’s a blues.”
When he started singing I got tears in my eyes. It was beautiful. It was about him wanting her to be real and her wanting him to be happy. To be real and to be happy, they kept repeating and all of a sudden I heard Josie’s voice and saw her coming down the hill as she sang.
Joe saw my face
Our hotel rooms were getting piled high with fashions and we now had eighteen of our women who were going to act as models. As I drew, Ginger sewed and oversaw the other seamstresses.
After the men completed the stage and set up the sound equipment, they built a runway. I went in search of Foe to find out where I could get some microphones. W h e n I explained it to her she said, “I think we might need something like that too . I’ll get my people on it right away. We’ll give it to you tonight. ” The ones she gave us were very different from anything I had ever seen . They were about the size of my little finger but they worked really well.
We finally had everything ready and the big day arrived. I had decided at the last minute to also have swimsuits, shorts, and halters in the show.
Joe blew into the microphone and then said, “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.” I looked around. There were three people standing around and looking like they wondered what we were up to. One was the teenage girl that Seth seemed to have a crush on and she had brought another girl with her. Then there was a man standing a ways back like he didn’t want anyone to see him there.
Joe continued as if he had a crowd, “For our first number, w e would like to sing a song we wrote a few years back and it’s call Razzle Dazzle, Black and White. Hope you enjoy it.”
By the third number, the crowd had grown a tiny bit and some were going over to the hot dog stands and getting food. The teenagers grew in number and I began to notice them moving to the music.
Eventually Seth came out and grabbed the hand of the girl he seemed to like and started swinging her around and teaching her dance steps. More and more teenagers joined them and tried copying what they were doing and before long we had a good dance going on. More and more adults joined in and by the time Joe and his band took a break, some of them were getting into it.
We proceeded to the fashion show and I saw more and more women come and take a seat and watch. When the models came out in the shorts and halter tops and later in the swim suits, I saw the women whispering among themselves. They looked shocked.
Then I saw something I didn’t think I would ever see. I saw some of these women look at the bikinis and giggle.
After the fashion show was over, many of the women gathered around and asked us about the clothes. We agreed to make some of the styles for them but they weren’t sure about the shorts and swimsuits. They felt the silk material with the look of sheer pleasure on their faces. I gave some of the clothes to some of the women to take home with them. They looked less stressed out than I had ever seen them.
As I interacted with these wonderful women, I could see how we could learn from each other. They needed to learn to relax and enjoy themselves and we needed to become more productive and maybe learn some technology.
They had accomplished so much but I felt like they had paid a big price for their accomplishments.
When Joe and his band came back on stage, we had a huge crowd and by the end of the second set, Foe’s people were clapping and moving to the music. Eventually Foe and some of the more high powered technical people came out and joined in and I saw Foe dancing with Seth at one point. He was teaching her the steps. When the band came back for the final set, Joe introduced a song I had never heard.
“This is a song my daughter, Josie, and I used to sing together. It’s a blues.”
When he started singing I got tears in my eyes. It was beautiful. It was about him wanting her to be real and her wanting him to be happy. To be real and to be happy, they kept repeating and all of a sudden I heard Josie’s voice and saw her coming down the hill as she sang.
Joe saw my face
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