Emphasis Preaching Journal

The old man looked like a fool to busy passers-by. Just two or three elements in the sequence were enough to make people wonder, "What in the world is going on?" First he'd lean back on the park bench and roar with laughter. Then he'd stop, stiff as a bent tree, and stare at the drinking fountain twenty feet away. Then he would wiggle his head from side to side, bugging his eyes out and making a "putt-ah, putt-ah" sound with his lips. Finally, as a grand climax, he would shoot up in the air like a rocket, yelling "WHAP!" at the top of his ascent.