User:Zann thibodeaux/sandbox

I have had two Mrs. Beasley's and my last died in our house fire. RIP Mrs. Beasley

and i have to tell you my mrs. beasley story. well i had my first mrs. beasley doll when i was little. i took her everywhere. along with my Paula the polar bear, whom i dressed with diapers and baby shoesnow you must know, i was a very late bloomer. i played with dolls until 8th grade and kept them for YEARS after that, collected them in a way, but ohen i was in 6th grade my brother, Jeff, was in the play Lil' Abner, playing Marring Sam, he was always really good in the plays, anyway he needed to borrow a doll for a "stand-in" to go on top of a horse for a statue in the town square, until the statue was finished, he borrowed my mrs. beasley doll. on the opening night of the play, there in the middle the stage at Los Altos Elementary School, Thousand Oaks, CA, was a figure on top of the horse that drew my attention, slowly it dawned on me that there was no "stand-in" for the statue, there under the stage lights stood a marble-like painted doll, it was MY MRS. BEASLEY DOLL, white and gray with fake marbled paint from head to toe. Needless to say my maturity did not exist, i just started screaming and crying. inconsolable.now flash forward to dec. 26th 2009, and a fire destroyed our house, but in the rubble, there was mrs. beasley, slightly burnt fully smoked but i guess i would say, alive. more crying again, i still have her, in several bags cause that house fire smell still brings all THAT nightmare back and can't throw her away, she's still a part of me that has gone on and on... so that's my mrs. beasley story.

maybe i can get her "re-conditioned"