Old man Burning

Authors Note: I am doing this piece to inform you that in Mexico there is a different culture for New Years. I'm doing this in my point of view. I would like feedback on if I should change my point of view.

The evening was warm on January 1st, the reason it was warm was because I was in Mexico.  I was sitting at the dinner table eating delicious ham with my aunts, uncles, grandma, cousins and mom. When we were eating, suddenly loud "booms" arrived all around. "That must be the fireworks!" my mom declared. We all stared at each other. Then, all at the same time without saying anything we all leaped out of our chairs and sprinted outside to see the fireworks. I was looking up…but there was nothing there, just peaceful clouds and stars in the sky, yet the loud "booms" were still popping.  A puzzled look came on my face. When my cousin saw my confused face, he said "The fireworks aren't in the sky, silly." Then he started running towards a turn at the end of the street. I hesitated a little, then followed him. Right when I turned the corner, the "booms" got louder and light spilled everywhere. I blinked several times before my eyes adjusted. A manikin-looking piñata was burning and sparks were flying everywhere. "What is that?"I asked my mom. "Oh, I never explained this to you! Every year on new years they burn a old man piñata, signifying that they're burning the old year (the old man in this case) and starting fresh with the new year!" I turned and  watched the old man burn.  The fire lit up the whole night. Sparks flied everywhere and people started coming around to look at it too.  I turned to face my mom, "Do they ever set like…REAL fireworks?" My mom replied "They don’t have REAL fireworks here. They can buy them one by one and set them off, but there not nearly as bug as the ones in Wisconsin, there tradition here is it to burn the old man." For the rest of the night I watched the old man burn with light so bright I had to squint my eyes. The fire shot up so high I thought it was going to burn the trees down! Finally the fire died down and I was left with two thoughts. 1. That was weird, but really pretty! 2. Wow. This is a really different culture then Wisconsin!!!