i've had more experience with pinatas in recent years than most adults i know. you see, they make their appearance at the orphanage for nearly every occasion imaginable. the only thing is, with 110 kids vying for a chance at bat, the adults are lucky if they can get a seat in the background to watch the festivities.
tonight, i got to actually hit my very first pinata in years. as i stood there blindfolded, swinging at absolutely nothing, i could hear the chants, "to the right. to the left. colie, right in front of you." chalk it up to the cynical adult in me or the fact my family has made "faking me out" their favorite pastime but i insisted on doing the complete opposite of everything they said.
the result? i beat the crap out of my parents' palm tree.
in the end, the pinata broke, the kids made out like bandits and the grown-ups got a good chuckle. as for me, i couldn't have asked for a better or more fitting 30th birthday celebration if i'd tried!
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