The American Girl Doll – Made in China

Since I was a kid, I have heard wonderful things about the American Girl store in Chicago. Since my little girl came along, I planned to go get one for her too. This year I debated whether she was old enough to care for an American girl doll, knowing how cheap they aren’t. But finally I decided that she would do fine with it. They have a “Just Like You” doll that you can buy to match the features of the little girl getting it. I went to visit the store at their new location. Oh my goodness this place was a little girl’s heaven! This was the perfect gift to be from Santa Claus this year! The dolls were beautiful, the clothes were too! But expensive!

Geez, it was 105$ just for doll! Awww, but the store was hustling and bustling with little girls and their parents and their dolls. It was the Saturday after Thanksgiving, so the Christmas mood was creeping on me. “My little girl is worth this.” I told myself. I picked out a little ballerina outfit, hmmmm 36$ more – but I guess it could be 2 outfits and you get a little (very little) book. Then I saw a Christmas dress on a doll, and it was beautiful! Red velvet . . . and the smallest matching “real girl” size would fit my little doll baby. :) But, the girls dress felt like it was lined with plastic-ey vinyl material. You know, like the dress up dresses you find at a department store.

So, I passed on that one. Next I saw the pajamas. Well, I found a cute matching set that looked pretty warm with snowflakes on the shirt. Good. Both outfits together were 58$ which seemed like a bargain because you save money by buying them together. And, the little doll’s jammies had little blue slippers to go with it!! Wait a minute though, the girl’s slippers not included in the “deal” they were 22$ more. I was beginning to think we might just get her the doll, the dance outfit and pick out a book for Christmas.

We could always come back for her birthday or something for a matching outfit thing. Yeah, that way she can pick out the one she’d love the best. (It would be so much more fun with her there, but I didn’t wanna ruin the surprise!) So, the last thing to do was find a book. Most of the books were only 9.95$. I picked up one that talked about minding your manners, and I looked at the back of the book and it said 8+ with a circle around it. That meant it was good for 8 year olds and over, but I figured manners are ok for anybody to read about. Then something caught my eye.

It said “Printed in China” above the barcode. I did a double take. I set the book back down. In all fairness, I am not one of those people who are against doing business in other countries, but this seemed different. I hadn’t seen many books that said “Printed in China” in fact, even the Christmas coloring books that I had purchased early that week in a dollar store were “Printed in the U.S.A.” So I looked at the little ballerina outfit box I had in my hands and flipped it over. And there it said, right above the barcode “Made in China”. I looked at it for a moment. Then I turned over the doll. And sort of prayerfully thinking “Please, not the doll too.” But there it was, in black and white: “Made in China”.

This past year we threw away a bag full of toys that had been recalled because lead paint was used on some toys with the same batch numbers as the ones we had purchased last Christmas. Who knows if the ones we had were “leaded”, but who has the time to go to your local health department and get toys tested for safety? Or who has time to package them all up and sent them to the designated addresses so the companies could possibly get you a replacement? Anyways, that is enough about that.

Suddenly, my American Girl doll didn’t look like the perfect present. The #13 “Just Like You” doll and all the others probably cost 2$ to make in a Chinese factory; and maybe 1$ to ship over to America, but the tax breaks would pay them back for the shipping right? And anyway, they stock them up on American Girl store shelves and sell them for one hundred and five dollars. And you know that every parent and grandparent is saying to themselves as they hand over their hard earned money, “It’s a lot, but my little girl is worth it.”

Sure, American Girl dolls and stores with their salons, and hospitals and theaters are so wonderful for little girls. But if you really think about it, it isn’t the popularity of this novelty doll, it isn’t the dresses or the accessories that are so pretty to just about any little girl (even me, and I’m 25 year old little girl). It’s about tradition. It’s about connecting with our daughters and wanting them to have beautiful things and experiences. We want for them to feel special. Even if it means going into debt, this is what we Americans are teaching our kids.

I didn’t buy the doll. I placed her back on the shelf and left the store. It was difficult to leave without a doll, but I told myself, “My little girl is worth it.” I had no idea what I was going to get her for Christmas (and I’m still working on it.) But, I’m not worried; I will find her something great. They say that you get what you pay for. I couldn’t justify buying the 2$ dollar doll for the 100$ name. But if it’s the name brands you like, might I suggest the American Girl Store? Where you can buy an American Girl doll, Made in CHINA.

Have the Merriest of Christmas’s
in 2008

moved from: hindsightblind.wordpress.com – and as I imported I read it and it sounds I don’t like China products or something. Just to clarify, I love China and their culture is so vibrant and interesting. The point of this post, as I recall, was to point out the oxymoron of the dolls name.

FW: Amazing Stranded Stranger 20 Yrs. Ago‏

Amazing: Obama Helped Stranded Stranger 20 Years Ago

Sun Oct 05, 2008 at 03:47:48 PM PDT
The Norwegian newspaper VG has reported a truly amazing story about a newly-wed trying to get to Norway to be with her husband, and the stranger who helped pay an unexpected luggage surcharge. The blog ‘Leisha’s Random Thoughts’ has translated the story.

It was 1988, and Mary Andersen was at the Miami airport checking in for a long flight to Norway to be with her husband when the airline representative informed her that she wouldn’t be able to check her luggage without paying a 100 surcharge:When it was finally Mary’s turn, she got the message that would crush her bubbling feeling of happiness.

You’ll have to pay a 103 dollar surcharge if you want to bring both those suitcases to Norway ,” the man behind the counter said.

Mary had no money. Her new husband had traveled ahead of her to Norway , and she had no one else to call.

“I was completely desperate and tried to think which of my things I could manage without. But I had already made such a careful selection of my most prized possessions,” says Mary.

As tears streamed down her face, she heard a ‘gentle and friendly voice’ behind her saying, “That’s okay, I’ll pay for her.”
Mary turned around to see a tall man whom she had never seen before.

He had a gentle and kind voice that was still firm and decisive. The first thing I thought was “who is this man?
Although this happened 20 years ago, Mary still remembers the authority that radiated from the man.

“He was nicely dressed, fashionably dressed with brown leather shoes, a cotton shirt open at the throat and khaki pants,” says Mary.

She was thrilled to be able to bring both her suitcases to Norway and assured the stranger that he would get his money back. The man wrote his name and address on a piece of paper that he gave to Mary. She thanked him repeatedly. When she finally walked off towards the security checkpoint, he waved goodbye to her.

Who was the man? Barack Obama.

Twenty years later, she is thrilled that the friendly stranger at the airport may be the next President and has voted for him already and donated 100 dollars to his campaign:

“He was my knight in shining armor,” says Mary, smiling.

She paid the 103 dollars back to Obama the day after she arrived in Norway. At that time he had just finished his job as a poorly paid community worker* in Chicago , and had started his law studies at prestigious Harvard university.

Mary even convinced her parents to vote for him:

In the spring of 2006 Mary’s parents had heard that Obama was considering a run for president, but that he had still not decided. They chose to write a letter in which they told him that he would receive their votes. At the same time, they thanked Obama for helping their daughter 18 years earlier.

And Obama replied in a letter to Mary’s parents dated May 4th, 2006 and stamped ‘United States Senate, Washington DC’, Barack Obama writes**:

“I want to thank you for the lovely things you wrote about me and for reminding me of what happened at Miami airport. I’m happy I could help back then, and I’m delighted to hear that your daughter is happy in Norway. Please send her my best wishes.” Sincerely, Barack Obama , United States senator’.

The parents sent the letter on to Mary.

Mary says that when her friends and associates talk about the election, especially when race relations is the heated subject, she relates the story of the kind man who helped out a stranger-in- need over twenty years ago, years before he had even thought about running for high office.

Truly a wonderful story, and something that needs to be passed along in the maelstrom of fear-and-smear politics we are being subjected to right now.

UPDATE: Thanks for the recommends, folks! Also, remember this was 1988, when 100 dollars was quite a bit of money, compared to today’s value.

By the way, this would be the perfect antidote to the smear e-mails going around. If anyone has a good long email chain list, shoot it out, and let it be passed along.
UPDATE II: I had google translate the page, for anyone who would rather forward the original newspaper page in English, here is the link.

Checklist for Aspiring Speakers

√ I have a clear and well-stated purpose in my presentation.
√ I will phrase my presentation so that my listeners will know how this information is relevant to them.
√ My presentation is organized and clear, so that my listeners can follow the flow of information.
√ I have narrowed down my presentation to only the relevant details.
√ I have adequately supported my ideas and arguments.
√ The delivery of my presentation is interesting to the audience, such as including interactive slides and colorful delivery, while still maintaining the core topic.
√ I have reviewed this presentation and speech with a person or group in order to practice it and correct any mistakes before presenting to my target audience.

Me, Kathy, Jake and Ellen wrote this one for MGT205

Would anyone read your biography?

The web log (aka blog) must be the modern answer to this question. Bloggers of every background have typed for countless hours recording the most profound truths and elaborate lies ever to be made internationally available by our world wide tangled web. Behind the mask of our computer screens we can disclose as much or as little as we measure necessary to connect with the reader. It could be said that this safety of anonymity provides the author a “safe haven” to be more honest and open about matters that define very purpose. This is a liberty not otherwise granted in our tangible social lives due to fear of face to face confrontation and judgment. As long as we can abide by the e-laws of discretion and be careful not to abuse the power that our precious internet gives us, we can be anyone online.

We could even be. . .
*gulp*
our real selves.

- moved post from socialcomplex blogspot com