I get a sense of ignorance from this story or, at least in the beginning. Perhaps, that is the wrong word so let me describe what I mean. These two girls, Susan and Joanne, are boy crazy. They want to look beautiful and put on bright lipstick and strut in the front of the mirror. Which I suppose is like every young girl. The comments about to be a Church of God Pastor you don't need to know much or when the girls are singing they immediately jump to say it "must be a Jew singing".
I feel as Christians we sometimes pray like how the child prays. We forget and when we remember it is sometimes like a routine. We say our thank you’s, ask for a couple things, and then make sure we pray that if we were to die in our sleep we would make it to Heaven. I think that everyone who is a Christian can honestly say that they have had a season where prayer hasn't been their best.
All I truly get out of this story, aside from my miniature tangents, is they are children. They remind me so much of just my nieces and nephews and how they act and tell stories. I suppose the "freak" at the circus could have been real. However, the girls could have just made him up. But, if they did see him it could bring up the lesson of how we should love even the "ugly", because in God's eyes no one is ugly, everyone deserves love. (or at least a chance at love)
Did the preachers shut down the fair because of this “freak”? Was he a false teacher? Was he a threat to “religion”?
Perhaps I am not getting everything I should out of this story like I should. I almost feel like I am looking too much into it, when the meaning could be right out in the open.
I am excited to read it again and discuss it in class to further my understanding.
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