"When God had made The Man, he made him out of stuff that sung all the time and glittered all over. Then after that some angels got jealous and chopped him into millions of pieces, but still he glittered and hummed. So they beat him down to nothing but sparks but each little spark had a shine and a song. So they covered each one over with mud."
The theology is a little screwy, but this is what I love about teaching Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston: she immerses readers in the mud so we can see the shine and hear the song.
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I so love that book!
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