by Rebekah Pearl Anast and Gabriel Anast from No Greater Joy – Safeguarding Your Children
Editor’s note: I am curious how Rebekah defines ‘perverted looking’? Was he drooling and panting or perhaps this was just someone unknown to her? How many awful likely fake ideas can we spot here? Throwing shame at the neighbor boy? Check. Deciding a total stranger is a perv? Check. Behaving like an idiot to a poor authority-less gas station clerk and deciding they are also pervs? Check. ies
All of this earns our new rainbow warning for possibly fake Pearl stories involving perverts and homosexuals! (thanks for the idea Baby Raptor!)
When I was 14 years old, we (my brothers and I) were swimming in the creek with our neighbors. They had three boys the same ages as we were: 14, 12, and 10 years of age. A perverted looking local drove by our swimming hole repeatedly, leering out the window at us. My brother Gabe made a comment about his probably being a queer. The 14-year-old friend looked curious and asked, “What’s a queer?”
My brother replied, “You know—a faggot.” The boy shook his head in confusion. Gabe said, “A homosexual.” Still not understanding, the 14-year-old, homeschooled neighbor boy just shook his head. Gabe laughed, sure that his friend was playing dumb.
“Come on! You got to know what a queer is. You know, guys that mess with other guys or boys. Perverts!”
To this day I can remember the look on the other boy’s face. It was NOT a look of surprise and curiosity. It was a look that said, “There’s a word for it? You know about that? Do other people know about it? Do you know…?” I felt sorry for our friend that day. I wondered what experiences he had run into—unprepared and unwarned.
Many times as a child I remember standing at Dad’s side when he would go into a gas station to prepay fuel. If the station carried pornography, Dad would scrape his money back off of the counter and tell the cashier that he could not buy gas there because he just noticed they promoted rape and child molestation. The cashier would look shocked, and Dad would point at the porn magazines behind him. The cashier ALWAYS looked guilty and ashamed. He would glance at us kids; we would all be looking at him with suspicious shock (are you a child molester???) before we turned and walked out. These incidents burned a sure reaction into us. Dad’s reaction and openness about sin, and God’s hatred of sin gave us assurance in dealing with the world when Dad wasn’t around.
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