“I’m sure they would. They won’t know what they are, but they’ll like them. I doubt if these children even know what candy is. Living out in the mountains as they have, they’ve probably never tasted many sweets. I know this party will be a real treat to them and their mothers, too.”
When they had finished their cooking, Florence remarked, “Now we must decorate the olla for the piñata.”
Peggy smiled. “I know what an olla is—it’s just a big earthen water jar, but what is a pin—pin—or whatever you called it?”
“That’s what I’m wondering, too,” added Jo Ann.
“Well, when we fill this olla”—she pointed to the big pottery jar on the table—“with the candy and doughnuts and decorate the outside with gay colors, then it’ll be called a piñata.”
“What do you do with it then?” queried Jo Ann.
“Hang it up by a rope and blindfold the children and let them see which one can break it; then they all scramble for the contents.”
The girls laughed, and Peggy added, “Sounds like a lot of fun. What’re we going to decorate the olla with?”
“The only thing I can think of is to cut some colored pictures out of magazines and paste them on it. Can you think of anything better?”
Both girls shook their heads.