Imagine a birthday . . .

My daughter loves Cinderella.

Here darling, here is Cinderella -

Now, for fun, and to celebrate something wonderful, lets string her up with some rope, and proceed to beat her with a stick until her body is ripped from her head!

At which point we will all cheer and dogpile over the inners. *note- watch out for elbows, knees, feet, teeth, claws*
Remember the aggressive and forceful win!
And appendages will be going home as trophies if you can wrangle one away.

Small children, it would be best if you just cried in the sidelines.

I don't care much for pinatas. But I figure it's like sushi. Some love it, others just see raw fish. I don't like sushi either.

Now factor to all this jubilation over blatant violence -deafness. That was real fun at the deaf school we ministered at before we were here.

They'd have a blindfold on, so they couldn't see or hear when the pinata was broken, or when others were massing around them to gather candies . . No, they'd only feel a mass bobbing around them *he he he he*

Yeah, we had a rule that the kids couldn't go for the candies until the blindfold was off. Then the staff would look at each other and say "You go tap him on the shoulder to tell him his turns over!"