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The Waukesha Civic Theatre, Inc. is a non-profit corporation whose mission is to provide quality live theatre performances and educational opportunities that will enrich, challenge and entertain both participants and audience members.

Can You Hear What I Hear?

For more information on Loop Systems please go to www.hearingloop.org. And for more information regarding our theatre, log on to www.waukeshacivictheatre.org. We'd love to have you join us!

Imagine you've a black piece of paper with large, bold white letters on it.  You read the words and all is understood. 

Now, imagine that same piece of paper with the same words on it, only this time a toddler has been let loose with a handful of crayons and has scribbled through the writing and you've just spilt your coffee on it leaving a bunch of splotches to mingle with the crayon.  Can you read and understand the message now?  Other than a few letters, likely not; visually, that's what it's like for those in large spaces or rooms who are hearing impaired.

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Have Yourself a Memory-Making Merry Little Christmas...

For more information go to www.waukeshacivictheatre.org. We'd love to see you at the theatre!

'Back in the day,' the twenty-five days between Thanksgiving and Christmas were full of anticipation.  Nothing appeared in the stores or was strung across the streets until the day after the turkey was consumed.  Nothing!  It made the wait all the more exciting.  The days were filled with school and shopping and planning.  But what to do in the evenings and on long weekends till the 'big day' arrived? 

When the television specials began in the 60s, it filled that gap.  While we celebrated the true meaning of Christmas; it was fun to participate in the pretend and fantastical.  Those specials added warmth and gaiety to the cold and often dreary winter days and nights.  My sisters and I glued ourselves to the box.  My husband remembers doing likewise.

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