A few months back, Jill was sipping her morning coffee and the thought came to her:
"The annual carnival for people with disabilities is coming up;
last year's was amazing! The same families will come, and repetition is essential, but I think a new booth would be fantastic!"
*she views this on amazon.com*
"Mmmmm.....I like it. But I need it wheelchair accessible, walker-friendly, and a whole lot bigger."
Tim suggests hiring a student keen on working with his hands.
Blueprints, deadlines and cash is exchanged between Jill and the student/my creator (in the red shirt).
Success!
I am made! I work! I am ready!
I'm in a closet?!
Why am I being stored alongside all this?
*one month later*
An hour ride in a pick up, woo hoo!
I am finally going to be used!
What did you say? I will be used ALL DAY?
Bring it on...I am ready.
Wait a second, I can see other things getting set up.
Wow! Look at all this:
Who is this? He is coming toward me and coming fast!
That's great, write your name on the back.
This is going to turn out beautiful. I can feel it.
He loves me!
They love me!
I'm getting quite the workout!
My fearless bearded operator.
What a DAY!
I created art.
I crossed cultural boundaries.
I saw smiles and heard laughs.
I helped these kids and their caretakers, in a small way, to know they matter.
I love this.
I am exhausted.
With love, The Spinner
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What was your favorite carnival booth as a kid? Leave a
comment to give us some ideas!
Thanks for reading.