Cherokee Sage Woman

Yesterday's 'improv' session w/ the Barbie-gang led by grand daughter Yanna was an interesting experience. I was quite impressed w/ her ability to create & think on her feet. Her taciturn wisdom & ultimate logic literally knocked my socks off (or 6" stilettos, in the case of Barbie#4)

Granted, I began to worry earlier in the week, when one doll said to the rest, 'Our boyfriends broke up w/ us, let's go get some plastic surgery!'
(Huh??)
'I'm going to get new eyes & knees' Well, at least it wasn't the usual T&A..

Here's the scenario, as it happened. Understand, I cannot add the cute little 6 yr old voice to it, so you'll have to make do w/ the dialogue. My part is to play the part of Prince (dubbed Prince-y by those who know him well). He is in the States to procure a wife to take back to his country called EurAsia. He is interviewing the 'Barbies' to assist in making this momentous decision. He speaks w/ a strange Germanic/Indian/Tunesian accent. Hey, it's the best I can do, to sound exotic.

Prince; Barbie #1, you look lovely my dear. What would you do if I gave you 10 million dollars to spend in one day?
Barbie #1; Why, I would give that money to the poor of your country. I would feed the starving children.

Prince; Barbie #2, I love your hair. What would you do if you had 4 'good' children & 1 'bad' one.
Barbie #2; I would say to that child, 'honey, you know I love you. How can I help you to be a better child?'

Prince; Barbie #3, your dress is divine. What if you had 10 children & only 1 bedrm?
Barbie #3; I would put as many children as I could in the bed. The others would have to sleep on the floor around me.

Prince: Barbie #4, you seem very nice. How do you feel about having lots of children?
Barbie #4: I think that would be nice. I love children. I love pets too.

Prince: Ok, you are all lovely, but I am choosing Barbie #1. Come, let us get married. (There is hushed disappointment among the other Barbies)
Barbie #1, stands beside the Prince as a voice comes from the ether-world, 'Do you take this awfully wedded woman?'
Prince; I guess so
"Do you take this awfully wedded man?'
Barbie #1: (dramatic southern whisper) I do..

The rest of the entire dialogue hapens on the flight to EurAsia. The prince has spared no expense in providing a Cabbage Patch doll box for an airplane, complete w/ styrofoam seating.

Prince; My darling, I must tell you something.. I want you to have 25 children for me, & you must never leave the castle. You will be allowed no pets.
Barbie; WHAT!? Well, ok I guess. Actually I'm pregnant already.. look! Here's the 1st baby (producing a Baby Kelly doll from under her royal skirt. Kelly looks about 2, fully clothed w/ pigtails. The Prince doesn't suspect anything so far..)
Barbie; Oh my! It's twins.. here's the next one.
(Again, a female twin to Kelly)
Prince; This will never do! I must have an heir to my throne! I must have a boy baby!
Barbie; Well, I'm sorry, but this is the last one I'm having. You can adopt a boy. I'm thru w/ this.

Prince; There's something else I must tell you. The people of my country are very poor. I have taxed them so badly, they have nothing. All the money goes to me & my father.
Barbie; WHAT!? That is so wrong! You must stop taxing them RIGHT NOW!

Prince; Another thing.. you are broke now, so you are my slave in the castle.
Barbie; Oh no I'm not! I saved $64,000 that you don't know where it is. HA!

Prince; Maybe we should divorce.
Barbie; No! We have children. You will have to learn to be a better prince!
GI Joe from a distance; Do you want me to shoot him?
Prince & Barbie; NO!!

The plane flies on, w/ the new Princess calling the shots. You know, I feel better for women everywhere knowing that there's still some fire in the bellies of 6 yr old girls in this world.