Remembrances of Halloweens Past

Gabi1200

I am seven years old in the Bronx. I love Halloween because in my friend Joanie’s apartment building we can get on the elevator, ring a bunch of doorbells all at once on each floor and clean up in no time flat: twelve floors, with eight apartments on each floor. We never have to go out in the rain. Doesn’t it always rain on Halloween? Afterward, we go back to Joanie’s apartment, 3B, and spread the loot on her living room rug: Chocolate kisses and candy corn; pennies and pencils; pez candy, sour balls, gum drops, jelly beans. Loose, not pre-packaged in mini-sizes.

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The Elusive History of Halloween

trickortreat

Turns out that trying to trace the history of Halloween is no treat. Actually, it’s kind of tricky.

Even the most basic question, “When did it begin?” is a mystery. One source says the holiday has been traced back to the 5th century BC in Ireland. Another says the Middle Ages. And, when exactly were they?

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Doing Grown-Up Activities with Children

Young girl applying lip gloss

I think we might have it all wrong. Parents (and worse, grandparents) try to please the littlest members of the family with what we believe are fun activities for children. But often, it’s the mundane chores of our everyday lives that are the stuff memories are made of.

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Making Halloween a Treat

Digital Image by Sean Locke Digital Planet Design www.digitalplanetdesign.com

In the apartment building where I live, Halloween is a repeat performance every year. Scene 1: I buy a ridiculous amount of candy because I am always afraid I will run out. Scene 2: Half a dozen kids show up and claim the best loot of the night because I don’t want all that candy going into my mouth and onto my thighs.

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