At first glance, I thought this said “Todd and the Talking Pinata Sacrifice.” Sacrificing a talking pinata would be awful, for sure. This is still a weird book.
Todd and the Talking Pinata are best friends. Really, Todd? A talking pinata is your best friend?
After they buy a new baseball glove, they go to the baseball field so that the talking pinata can hit balls to Todd to catch in his new glove.
You guys, A TALKING PINATA IS HITTING BASEBALLS. Well, it is a children’s book. We’ve seen talking animals, so it’s only a small stretch to have a talking pinata hitting baseballs. I guess.
Whatever. The story continues. A nice boy named Scotty shows up and Todd asks him if he wants to play. Poor Scotty’s dad is out of work, and his family can’t afford to buy him a baseball glove. Todd lets Scotty borrow his. The talking pinata then hits balls to Scotty (who seems to think this is perfectly normal too.)
Afterward, Scotty returns the glove to Todd, who insists that Scotty keep it. He sacrifices his new baseball glove to a less fortunate boy. A tear forms in our eye. The talking pinata is proud. Because talking pinatas are that way. Obviously.
I was anxious the whole way through this book. Baseball bats are a dangerous thing for talking pinatas to be around, and I was waiting for an unfortunate mishap that would make the talking pinata the sacrifice.
Whew! The talking pinata “lives” to see another day.