body parts
The English seem to have no problem in exposing their children to death, blood and separated body parts. They think kids can handle the macabre nature of things. A few years ago a British children's drama group was on tour, so me and Mum went to the show when they arrived to Taiwan. The story was one of my childhood favourites, Ali Baba. Certainly you wouldn't expect to see fairies and princesses, but one scene with dummies and red tissues representing their corpses, blood and guts, is going a bit... er... too far? Anyhow, it was awesome! As children, don't we take a ghoulish delight in pulling mosquito legs off its body? Or pour glue on the ants community? Kill Kill Kill! Found this Dahl verse in the papers today, and he sure is the master.
My teacher wasn't half as nice as yours seems to be.
His name was Mister Unworth and he taught us history.
And when you didn't know a date he'd get you by the ear
And start to twist while you sat there quite paralysed with fear.
He'd twist and twist and twist your ear and twist it more and more,
Until at last the ear came off and landed on the floor.
Our class was full of one-eared boys, I'm certain there were eight,
Who'd had them twisted off because they didn't know a date.
So let us now praise teachers who today are all so fine.
And yours in particular is totally divine.
--Roald Dahl's lost and found Ode to a Teacher