Read this excerpt from "The Piñata." I got up from my place at the bucket and grabbed two empty milk jugs from the hundreds that were lined up in neat rows. I handed them to him. The paste cracked and flaked on my arms and hands from the heat of the garage. The old man pulled a small pocket knife from his back pocket. He cut open the jugs and taped the balloons to them to make a piñata form. He looked at me once more, and I knew what to do next. I returned to the bucket full of paste and handed him strip after sticky strip. What is the narrative point of view in this excerpt? first person second person third-person limited third-person omniscient