Radio Girl

Well, the Lord works in MYSTERIOUS ways..!! And sometimes VERY SUDDEN too!!
We had some visitors this evening and discovered that one young one woman, Gloria, works for Radio Canaan 99.9FM as the radio announcer and as we talked, my dad suggested I share with her my childhood-dream (though short-lived) of becoming a radio-narrator. I told them of how Lynn Brooks of BBN Radio was one of my heroines as a child, how I had wanted to one day narrate books on the radio as she does and with the help of my mother, had even contacted her and asked her for some advice on realizing my dream. I explained that very recently, my dad had suggested to me that I narrate books over the radio in Spanish on the new radio station recently set-up in Guaimaca, Honduras. Gloria was very enthusiastic and commented me on my voice!!! Imagine my surprise as I currently have a cold with a cough!!!! She pulled a leaflet from her purse and asked me to read a few announcements to her. After nervously reading them aloud to her, she congratulated me and asked if she could pick me up on Monday to take me over to the station to make a few recordings to get me used to the idea of making radio announcements before I start recording my narration of whichever-book-I-decide-upon. I agreed...!!!!
So...... Please pray for my voice!! I don't know what else to say! I guess I'm now on the radio! haha Please pray with me that I get over my cold and cough before Monday gets here!!

~Whispers In The Hallway~

Thinking of hallways

Will always take me
To that old hallway
Back in Tennessee.


The hallway was lit
With rather dim light
When we huddled there
And talked every night.


When we fisrt started
To rendezvous there,
There was laughter, peace,
And joy in the air.


The plans for the morn,
Affairs of the day,
The gig next weekend,
The trip yesterday...


The more that we talked,
The more we discovered.
Long legs were measured,
Religious views covered.


The hallway became
Our Fellowship Place.
The strong love we forged
Was elite as lace.


A place of bonding,
Of coming undone,
Secrets were whispered,
And wars were begun.


Hugs were given there,
And hands there were pressed,
With high-fives and tears
Our hallway was blessed.


Many emotions
Were shared in that place.
Cold, solemn, closed doors...
Warm, ardent embrace...


Footprints, cat-litter...
Toothpaste, straw, soap, hair...
Sawdust, wood-shavings...
Face-powder, the floor bare...


That hallway floor had
Been walked on by all!
Boots from the swamp to
High-heels from the mall.


And then suddenly
Midst all of our fun,
You read in my eyes,
Hallway Days were done.


We tried not to show
The tears or the pain...
Avoiding goodbye,
Like ignoring rain.....


I'll never forget
The memories made.
Those voices, faces,
They never will fade.


I so often wish
To go there to sit
On our hallway floor
Just to reminisce,


Remember the days
Of friendship so true,
Whispers in the hallway,
And sitting with you.

~AH
Written 12am, October 1st, 2011