I am at a party sitting in group of a dozen other children all raptly watching a clown. The laughable, lovable clown is dressed in a wild array of colors and dispensing happy balloon animals to us all. He cheerfully begins blowing up another balloon and, upon inflating it, wipes away where he had his mouth.|
"No dirty germs here!", he says with a wide grin. The balloon squeaks and squawks as it is twisted into shape. "Nope, don't want any of those dirty Germans..." His voice trails off. He quickly looks around the room. "Uh, are any of you kids German?" Two children raise their hands. "Yeah, uh, sorry about that..." He looks down very intently at his half completed giraffe and finishes his construction in a very awkward silence.