The Circus

Guest written by our friend Sergio Chaney

The first time I went to the circus I was three years old. I vaguely remember being there in the dark tent with my dad at my side. My mom likes to tell the story that my dad bought me a grape snow cone that I spilled all over my shirt. My dad got me a glow in the dark t-shirt, which I kept for many years. The next time I went to the circus I was 22 years old. My husband, who was my boyfriend at the time, took me for my birthday. I loved it so much and could not wait to go back. Our son is almost three years old and the circus will be coming to our city next month. I told my husband that I would love to take our son to the circus. He was hesitant at first and said that he thought our son was too young to remember anything about the circus and really enjoy it. Then he changed his mind and told me to go online and find tickets for the three of us. Luckily we had recently got Jamaica wireless internet service so I could easily find the tickets. I cannot wait to see my son’s face when we go to the circus. I think we will have a ton of fun.