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      Wing© 2000,
      by Lisa M. Roberts They say there's no business like show
      business. That may be true, but there's also no business like
      parenting, like being a solo entrepreneur, and certainly there's
      nothing like combining the two as an Entrepreneurial Parent.
      Last week I saw the similarities of all three -- show business,
      parenting and entrepreneurship -- crystalize. And what a moment
      it was. It happened at our elementary
      school's annual Talent Show. My son Jimmy, 6 years old and going
      on 16, gave his debut performance, singing a solo of the song
      "I Believe I Can Fly." After weeks of preparation,
      he got up on the stage and indeed soared -- right into the hearts
      of many a parent who attended the show. A few days later one
      Mom stopped me in the school parking lot to tell me she and her
      friend starting crying in the middle of Jimmy's performance.
      She said the two whispered to each other, "His mom must
      be somewhere in the audience crying her heart out!" I was not. I was standing on
      the sidelines screaming (in silence, of course), "Jimmy,
      come on -- smile! Have fun! Let it rip!" Night after night
      in the living room, my son would belt out the song and soar into
      motion with gusto and zest. He'd wear the song like a leather
      jacket -- cool and confident. That night on the stage, however,
      he sang softly and almost in slow motion. He wore the song like
      a pair of cozy pajamas. The charm was still there, but a vulnerability
      I hadn't expected was too. Another mom put it this way -- she
      told me she had wanted to go right up on the stage and squeeze
      him with a tight hug. Where's the EP lesson in all
      this? In every business, there's a subtle, quiet transformation
      that takes place in between conception and execution. The ideas
      that come to us and the projects we fervently work on in the
      quiet corners of our living rooms, dining rooms and around the
      kitchen table look and feel and are one way. But when
      those ideas and projects are presented in the public arena --
      delivered to our clients, customers, target market -- they often
      look and feel and *are* quite different. The service or product
      can still work splendidly, but it can also be unrecognizable
      from its early stages. The transformation is almost magical.
      And it's always exciting. Jimmy's recast performance held
      other business lessons too. Here are a few you may relate to
      as you expand your current business or get your first one off
      the ground. EP Lessons: 
        Pick a business,
        or add on a new product or service, that means something
        to you.
       
        How often have you heard that
        you gotta feel good about what you're doing if you expect others
        to as well? With Jimmy, I suggested "I Believe I Can Fly"
        because about two years ago when the song was popular on the
        radio he was singing it constantly. This was also during the
        time when my father fell fatally ill, and I remember watching
        Jimmy (then four years old) at the playground, swinging high,
        and singing "I believe I can touch the sky!" and feeling
        the bittersweet awareness of letting one precious spirit go while
        watching another emerge. It must have meant something to him
        too because when I mentioned the song his face lit up. We bought
        the sheet music the next day.
       
        Become proficient
        in the basic core of what you do first; worry about "image"
        and panache later!
       
        As soon as we held all the words
        to the song in our hands, he learned every word by heart. Singing
        out of tune, not knowing what the song was all about, standing
        stiff as a board as he sang were all of no consequence. He needed
        to build his self-esteem through the act of competence first.
        Once that was down, the rest would follow.
       
        This much ballyhooed business
        and career technique comes naturally to Jimmy. I first noticed
        his innate awareness of the value of one's appearance this past
        New Year's Eve, when he woke from his early evening nap and came
        down the stairs to join "the party" wearing dress pants,
        a button-down shirt, tie and dress shoes (the rest of us were
        in jeans and khakis). Likewise, when he was getting ready for
        his first dress rehearsal for the talent show, he came down the
        stairs with a huge grin and a clip-on tie hanging from the turtleneck
        shirt he was wearing that day. I got the message. I smiled, changed
        him into a dress shirt, put the tie back on and off we went.
        The next day I let him choose a new dress shirt to wear for his
        final performance. He beamed.
       
        After I taught Jimmy the words
        to the song, I stepped aside. My husband, who used to sing and
        perform southern rock music in a band and has a voice that can
        make rap music sound like a lullaby, stepped in. From my husband,
        Jimmy learned that every song is a story, and this particular
        story was about a man who believed he could achieve whatever
        he set his mind to. He also taught Jimmy that when he was up
        on the stage, he had total control of everything he did up there.
        He would have a captive audience and would be free to turn the
        song into anything he wanted it to be. Together, then, they added
        gestures and movements as he sang, experimenting this way and
        that until they came up with the following "act":
         
        "I Believe
        I Can Fly"(Words and Music by R. Kelly)
  
        I used to think
        that I could not go onthat life was nothing but an awful song
 but now I know the meaning of true love
 I'm leaning on the everlasting arms. (Jimmy leans his body over)
  
        Verse:
        If I can see
        it, then I can do it.If I just believe it, there's nothing to it! (shoulders shrug)
 I believe I can fly (arms stretched out as wings)
 I believe I can touch the sky (arms over head, reaching up)
 I think about it every night (thumbs down) and day (thumbs up)
 Spread my wings and fly away (arms as wings again)
 I believe I can soar (arms as wings in motion)
 I see me running through that open door (Jimmy runs in place)
 I believe I can fly (wings), I believe I can fly (wings), oh
        I believe I can flyyyy.... (wings)
 You see I was
        on the verge of breaking downSometimes silence can seem so loud (hands over his ears)
 There are miracles in life I must achieve (arm outstretched,
        with an enthusiastic thumbs up)
 But first I know it starts inside of me (thumb pointing to his
        heart)
  
        Repeat Verse
       
        All the preparation in the world
        will mean nothing if you don't have the courage to go out there
        and "just do it." Sure, Jimmy was reluctant to carry
        out his performance, especially as the date neared. But every
        time he'd feign cold feet he'd have a smile on his face. That
        night, as the curtain rose, he stood for a moment in silence,
        almost looking petrified. (Later I asked him how he felt. He
        said, "I was like, oh my gosh, I have to sing in front of
        ALL these people??") But then he did begin to sing, and
        when he leaned his body over at the right note of the song and
        the rest of the practiced motions kicked in, he was home free.
        In the end, he delivered.
         
       
 Do YOU believe
      you can fly? Tell us how your wings felt the first time you put
      yourself and your business out there, and the lessons learned
      in the process. (Email
      us!)
      Also, if the mood strikes, consider teaching your children the
      words, the music and the message of this special song and then
      watch how they "wear" it. Chances are you will not
      only believe that they -- and you -- can indeed fly, you all
      will. 
        
 Lisa Roberts is the mother of four,
        owner of The
        Entrepreneurial Parent, LLC and the author of How to Raise A Family &
        A Career Under One Roof: A Parent's Guide to Home Business
        (Bookhaven Press, 1997). Copies of her book are available for
        purchase at EP
        and through
        Amazon.
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