|Silent Communications (standard:action, 3216 words)|
|Author: Alpha43||Added: Aug 04 2005||Views/Reads: 2204/1660||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Sometimes actions and gestures can speak clearer, more vividly than words.|
Sometimes a facial expression, the grace of motion, or a special word can define or explain a situation far better than an entire chapter. The unique glow in ones eyes, the sincerity displayed in their warm smile, or even the hand actions or footwork of an individual can occasionally communicate far better than volumes of words. Some words send a vivid message or make a universal statement in addition to there definition. Consider the man’s name “Percy”. Many people would automatically picture a slightly built fellow, most certainly wearing horn rim glasses, who has on suspenders as well as a belt. You would also assume that this chap would have a lily white complexion, not being an outdoors type, and he would be engrossed in studies, lost in reading, or working on the computer. Ninety percent of the people would think of a geek or a nerd when they thought of a fellow named Percy. Now ponder the images displayed when you think of the man’s name “Butch”. A name that reeks with masculinity. A large, tanned, muscular fellow, sporting gold chains, tattoo’s, and a Marine Corp issue hair cut. You can almost see Butch lifting weights, riding a Harley, or showing hand and foot speed inside a boxing club. I have had three memorable occasions in my life that were defined more by a persons actions and expressions than by the spoken words. An event just the other day brought back both the first memory from High School and the second in the 1970’s. Strangely enough, both of those earlier events involved Gladys Knight and the Pips. One of the greatest days of my young life occurred when I was a student, with the appearance of Gladys Knight and the Pips at our High School Graduation celebration. Actually, back in the 1960’s they were just a group of teens called the Pips, and Gladys Knight was one of them. She and a brother, Merald, a sister Brenda, and two cousins were a touring group, and the only claim to fame they had was that Gladys had won the Ted Mack Amateur Hour some 8 years before. One of my classmates was a distant relative to these Atlanta kids and she swore she could get the group to perform at our high school. She had also mentioned that the group had recorded two 45’s, that were now on the top ‘100 Pop Hit’s’ charts, which caused many of us to add these to our record collection. But nobody was too excited until just four weeks prior to their scheduled school concert, when the group had been granted an appearance on the Ed Sullivan Show, which was a wildly popular variety television program, broadcast nation-wide every Sunday evening. Our whole town watched that broadcast in awe and anticipation! The school concert was the first and only professional performance any of us high school kids had ever seen. Even then, Gladys was the lead singer, with Brenda behind and off to one side, and the three guys on the other side, singing and doing dance steps to the music. The spins and dance, the perfect pitch, and the heavenly harmony was a thing of beauty. Every song performed sounded as though it was played from an engineered master track - pure PERFECTION. Their stage presence was awesome, with only slight nervousness, but the glances from the entire group begged for acceptance and approval, and our mixed group of kids, parents, and community people all expressed their elation with standing ovations. I am bringing up this performance not because of the superb renditions, but because it was my first, and a classic example of communication through gesture, facial expression, and smiles. After the opening number, Gladys took a few minutes to introduce everyone, gave a brief background on the group, and proceeded to win over everybody’s heart with her warm smile. Then she mentioned that the talking was over, there was going to be non-stop singing right through to the finale, and she led into the next song with: “And now I’ve got something very special just for you, only you. Can you handle it?” A huge smile, then asking “Are you ready?” and soon all in attendance were captivated in her hypnotic trance. Lucky to have a front row seat, I will always remember that show, especially the eye contact with Gladys, a young girl no older than myself, but with a stage presence unequalled. The groups profound Click here to read the rest of this story (261 more lines)
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