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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Charade (08/14/08)

TITLE: Let Your Face Know
By Judy Meyers
08/19/08


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Our family had been to Canada several times. The three of us had been involved in singing in tight harmony for several years and had recently been asked to come to a small town in Canada for a camp meeting. My husband, daughter and I were anxious to see where this camp meeting was scheduled to take place because we had heard that it was going to be in a barn.

As we drove up to the sight, we saw several barns. Visitors had already started arriving and heading for an open barn with single lights hanging from the rafters. Folded chairs over a tarp were covering the dirt floor. A stage had been built in the opposite side of the entrance.

Our daughter, who was 18 years old at the time, was finding the whole experience very fascinating. It was a Thursday evening and the camp meeting would continue for a week. Our family would sing together and then my husband would give the sermon.

After the introduction of our family, we took our places and started to sing. Normally, when we start singing, we can tell how well we are accepted by the expressions on the faces of the people in the audience. That is a normal calculation. But, as I scanned the audience, I saw a lady in the second row, right in front of me that was beginning to squirm. I tried to dismiss her expressions. She looked like she was having an entirely bad reaction to our music. Her face was distorted. Her lips pursed. Her eyes rolled. She didn’t seem to enjoy any part of what we were doing.

We finished our singing and my daughter and I left the stage and went to the back of where the people were sitting. We didn’t say anything to each other at that point. But, after the service, our family discussed the lady on the second row.

Through the weekend, we held the same schedule. Our trio would sing and Len would preach. Each night brought new challenges. During one song, our family had four or five wood bees flying around us, diving at our faces to find out who we were and why we were in their barn. Each night we noticed that the same lady was on the second row. I began to wonder why she kept coming if our presentation was so distasteful to her. Her expressions never changed.

Monday night, while my daughter and I were putting our things away, this lady came up to us. “Your family is so wonderful!” she exclaimed. “I could listen to you sing all the time. Where are you going to go next week?”

I had one thought at that moment, “You should tell your face how you really feel.”


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Verna Cole Mitchell 08/21/08
I enjoyed your camp-meeting descriptions. I haven't been to one in Canada, but I've been to many a campmeeting service. Your last line is priceless.
Jan Ackerson 08/23/08
Very good! I'd love to see this expanded, with more dialogue perhaps...so that we get to know this family better...maybe a glimpse into the thoughts of the lady in the 2nd row. I was very interested in this story.