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            One hot summer evening I was walking on the boardwalk at Ocean City, New Jersey.  Confronting me head on was a little girl.  At most she was six years old.  She was carrying a tube of paper topped off with a fluffy pile of cotton candy, the pink stuff that is mostly air but takes up a lot of room.  In this case, the cotton candy was a couple of feet high and about a foot wide.

            I had to laugh when I saw the bright-eyed little girl and her oversized treat.  “How can a little girl like you eat all of that candy?” I asked.

            Without a moment’s hesitation she answered me, “Well, you see mister, I’m really much bigger on the inside than I am on the outside.”

Everything You’ve Heard Is Wrong, Tony Campolo, page 49