As we do every year or so Mag and I attended another circus today. It was just a small class B circus act but it gave us excuse enough to go to Sarasota and visit our favorite Colombian restaurant “Mi Tierra“ after the show. I also figured either one of these venues might provide yet another story and I wasn‘t disappointed.
We ended up with the greatest of fortune to be seated next to the four year old subject of my story enjoying his first circus up in the last row of bleachers.
“ Hey !!….nice meeting you clown !!”
That’s what he called out to Bozo as the clown passed by and his excited enthusiasm was evident. This young guy stood out amongst his peers as I couldn’t help but sadly notice the lack of enthusiasm from fully half of the kids there who merely sat engrossed in eating Sno Cones so slowly the melted contents spilt over everything . The little girl in front of us never once even bothered to point her bored countenance in the direction of the show while our friend beside us clapped and sang and gyrated in imitation of all that happened before his excited eyes .
And so I pause to ponder and come to conclude that in all likely hood that little girl will not even remember the most exciting part of her day….the melted blue Sno Cone all over her clothes. But the young boy beside us…..
Well I’m betting he will always remember the biggest three ringer of all time….and he’ll always have that story to tell…..and will
And many more I’m sure….
