I would like to share my experiences of going from free shows to paid shows,I never knew I would become a pro ventriloquist,I just enjoyed being a ventriloquist so much,it was all I wanted to do.when I did free shows such as amateur shows people was amazed at my talent,they ask me or invite me to their parties or events,oh how I miss those days,but back to the subject,at the parties I was a young boy and the grown folks would give cash tips for providing good entertainment,at the events I was invited to people would book me for their birthday party,those events taught me how to network but at the time I was a young boy and didn't realize that I was networking at those events.you may ask yourself how do I make money as a ventriloquist,well the answer to that is don't be a terrible ventriloquist,study,practice and take advantage of being a amateur and when your friends and family have a party or a get together make sure you be their live entertainment,but once again I say have your shit together even for family and friends,because when they mention you to some one out side your family and friends circle,you may have a "REAL" opportunity to show your ventriloquist act,maybe your sister meet a guy at a bar and in the conversation she mentioned you or maybe your best friend has a teacher that is getting married and the teachers can't find a band,or a singer for the wedding and your best friend tells his teacher that you always do a show for his birthday party so maybe you will entertain at her wedding. opportunities could lead you to more shows where now you can charge a small fee,I say small fee because you are exiting amateur status and entering pro status but you have no business experience,so this small fee will be starters money,this means,no one gets hurt money,it's fun money,it's young money,it's beginner's money.after you get more clientele and more experience and more stage time and more exposure then you can raise your ventriloquist act fee.basically what you want to do with your first show business money is is GET some business cards but remember have your act together,that means your partner too! so if you are going to use a ventriloquist figure,SHOP around before you purchase a ventriloquist figure or dummy or puppet or etc,I say that because the partner you choose will be with you for a very long time,choose one that you like to look at yourself.save your money during your amateur days.buy a suit for you and a cute outfit for your partner.if you can get a summer job or borrow some money from your family and friends,that could help purchase a ventriloquist figure and suit and a phone and business cards,or maybe get a part time job or wash cars or recycle plastic bottles to get the money to purchase your partner.some ventriloquist figures are expensive and some are affordable but get the one you want,affordable or expensive,get the one you want,not the one you got because you couldn't get the one you really wanted,one day I was talking to a very famous ventriloquist dummy maker on the phone in my younger days,we found it humorous when he talk about a famous ventriloquist paid ten years to pay off one of his dummies,that ventriloquist is world famous today.I also must mention some ventriloquist figures can be put on a layaway plan.as you do shows eventually you will have the money for your dream ventriloquist partner and you and your ventriloquist partner will live happily ever after. Trust me,you will...and every time you look at your dream ventriloquist partner you going to say,YES! that's my trophy,I own it.
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(HEY LITTLE BOY DO YOU WANT YOUR BALL,I have it in my bedroom)
when I was in fifth grade my mother bought a house in a middle class neighborhood,two bathrooms,three bedrooms,dinning room,living room,kitchen,front door,back door,two car garage with a alleyway,front yard and back yard surrounding by a wall and a front gate fence.. New school new friends,for me,me and my little brother shared a bedroom and my older brothers shared a bedroom and my mother had her own bedroom way up in front of the house with the front yard,the two bedrooms were all the way viewing the backyard. won and I played with the neighbors kids,about ten houses line up side by side with a preschool.. tat was a heavy set fourth grader,Nat was his second grade nephew and Eric was in middle school..Bruce was my little brother friend about second grade,Bruce lived about two streets away but would come over on our street to play with us,tat,Nat,won and Eric..Bruce play on our street often so often Nat,tat and Eric start visiting Bruce at his home, Bruce dad would sometimes drive around looking for Bruce,a nice shinny brand new car stop on the side of me and my little brother won walking home from school,very successful African American man driving alone asked my little brother won has he seen Bruce,my little brother said something like he's at the park!and Bruce dad drive away, maybe a week later I am walking and the same shinny brand new car stop on the side of me,I am thinking that's my little brother friend dad,so I walk over to the car,he asked me to help him look for his son Bruce,I am in fourth grade or fifth grade what the fuck do I know,hey it's my friend father,Bruce is missing we need to find Bruce is what my little fifth grade black ass brain is thinking...I get in the car passenger seat,he drive,he said to me "if I give you five dollars will you let me suck your dick"
I was not sure what this grown man was talking about, what ever it was my answer was no,he then show me a cash of money and said "tell all your friends I will give them five dollars to suck their dick" he drove about a block,stop the car and let me get out..I didn't know what Bruce dad was about,but I did know he was married,a home owner and a professional in his career what ever that was,meaning this guy was not a bumb,Today I know what people like him are,but
as a elementary school kid you don't know and should not know...Nat,tat and Eric visit Bruce a lot at his house,they return with toys,clothes,and cake and food and I remember Bruce dad talking to tat mother about helping her pay a bill she was having trouble with,back then I didn't understand why Bruce dad was so nice to the parents of children but as I get older it all came clear..no Bruce dad never did anything to me and my little brother won,and no won didn't get any gifts or money from Bruce dad,because the gifts Nat and tat didn't want they give away,I mean going to Bruce house was Christmas if you were a friend of Bruce..so I must mention Bruce dad did not do anything sexual with Bruce he only did sexual things with other people children,but his children were off limits, and very high maintenance private school students,but the little hood and ghettos black kids were easy prey,who cares about African American boys in the hoods and ghettos anyway,Wright?..I am trying to think what kind of work did Bruce dad do,my mother worked for the United States government so he must have been making some real money for black people look the other way,when I was in middle school,a lot of people knew about Bruce dad with little black boys,this guy must have been a millionaire,no not quite but close...
wait!...before you get offended,I know I am writing in California,and I know it's ok to do sexual things with little black boys in California ,even today,I see it everyday,the pride of someone of a different race in having a African American man as your sex boy, I grow up in a different generation so the things I see today I have become numb to,so I am not writing about you and your sexual desires for free sexual desires with African American men, I am writing about me and my childhood experiences.no offense here,trust me the story has a message and purpose,by the way do you know how much it cost to give birth to a human being and do you know it's nine months that a mother sacrificed to keep that baby inside her alive,well maybe you don't know because you just show up and choose the African American boys and men that you so desire for no cost to you..so no offense to you..I continue...some of the readers that don't have a clue what's going on,are you thinking what is the ghostwriter ranting about,if I told you it would fuck you up.. seriously,mentally,emotional, and spiritually...it's to deep for the African American society and the American society...
In fifth grade I walk out my backyard gate with my skateboard,walking down the alleyway,I see tat and Nat garage door up,I hear two boys,a second grader leaning back up against a car and a seventh grader pushing him, come on suck it the seventh grader repeating and the second grader repeating saying give me the five dollars first, I walk in to the garage and Eric the seventh grader leave from the front yard, Nat the second grader and I ride our skateboards in the alleyway...one day coming home from elementary school maybe six grade,the police detectives and my mother was sitting at the living room table,my mother told me my little brother won didn't come home,she said he was missing, I told the detectives I want to help them find my little brother won,they gave me information about how I can help and phone numbers to call if I get any clues...I talked with the detectives so much I became interested in being a detectives,I also asked the detectives is it a good career being a detective, the detectives said"yes there's a lot of victims out there"..so I went around my neighborhood looking for clues and information about my missing little brother won.
my mother was so happy when the detectives found my little brother...vann they found your little brother won in New York city!!!...New York city!..wait, you meant to say California...yeah the detectives found my little brother won and Bruce all the way from California to new York..Bruce ran away from home and my little brother ran away with him,how did won and Bruce get from California to new York, on a fucking train! well you ask how do two African American second grader boys get on a train, I will tell you how,with a homeless man from down town los,Angeles!!I was so fucking angry,I didn't give a shit about Bruce but that's my baby brother..yes downtown los Angeles California has a train station,I am not sure about today but back in the day something like Amtrak,so the homeless man and the second graders secretly get on the train.
The detectives fly my mother to new York on an airplane because the two second graders went to court to testify against the homeless man for kidnapping,and many other charges..my little brother won returned back home,in one piece, healthy and normal.
Bruce father created a seed of his own breed, as he groom little black boys in the hood,let me briefly speak on a elementary school boy named al tricky one of Bruce dad well groom and favorite,al tricky was spoiled by Bruce dad,nicely dressed up for school,and all ways wearing brand new shoes,wore long hair in a perm from the hair shop,you see him walking from school wear expensive Jewry,sometimes Bruce dad would pick him up from school in a nice car,so when little elementary school children living the hood and ghettos see this admiration sets in and just like Bruce,al tricky was a tool for Bruce dad, al tricky was the first boy I seen in elementary school wearing fake thick eye lashes,he always said they were real.al tricky was a skinny dark skin African American boy that was so popular light skin African American girls was jealous of him,now let me be clear,this was a different time back then,ok,so don't get offended,this is real shit I am writing about...al tricky would sometimes get pick up from school by Bruce dad and all of al tricky friends would get in the car with him,they would stop by McDonald's on the way to Bruce dad big house,sometimes I would see parents after school to pick their children up and Bruce dad would say who want McDonald's! and all the kids would say me!! leave their parents to run jump into Bruce dad car,and the parents would just stand there and watch Bruce dad drive away
but on some occasions I did see Bruce dad walk over to talk with the parents before taking their children away,sometimes he would just wave his hand at the parents in front of the school and drive away with a car full of children...that's why I am trying to remember his career,because I remember what he said to me and I am sure he said the same to other children too,so I know for sure Bruce dad was helping parents on hard times, with food,money, etc..I never seen him try anything sexual with the parents,I seen mostly him dealing with single mothers..speaking about mothers,no one really seen Bruce mother,she was a mystery,she did exist but no one knew much about her,and I am not sure if she knew about her husband deep dark secret with little black ghetto children...what became of Bruce dad creations,let's start with Eric died of AIDS during his high school years, al tricky after high school became a well known basehead,you may have heard of base head AL, Bruce did return back to California from new York with my little brother won but that's all I can remember at this moment and about that cute little biracial boy named Nat..one day during a short time after I graduated from high school, I visit my mother at her house,and I see a young woman walk by through the living room window, so I run outside,you know back as a youth I was well to do,so I run out and put my Mack down on the girl passing by,shit she was so fine!,her skin smooth and yellow like butter,slim body with D cups,she giggle and laugh while I am putting my super Mack daddy Mack down,so I asked her name,she says "Vann you don't remember me?",I said "you know me?",she begins to tell the story of us as kids on this same street and riding our skateboards in the alleyway when we were kids ....she became like your adversary the devil,as a roaring lion,goeth about seeking whom he may devour*1Peter 5:8*
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