Spooky Sunday: My Memories

My good friend Cherie Cayemberg suggested a special blogging theme for today called “Spooky Sunday”.

If you haven’t checked out Cherie’s brand new blog yet, head on over to Have You Seen My Roots?

Unfortunately, I don’t have any stories or pictures of my ancestors on Halloween. I really wish that I did.

I do have my own memories though.  I’m sure that someday my children would like to hear about how I spent the holiday when I was a kid.

I grew up on an island in the woods.  We were the only people living up our dirt road and the closest neighbors were at least a mile away.  Do you see the picture I’m painting?  No bags overflowing with candy for me.  No trick-or-treaters at our door.:(

Before you start feeling really sorry for me though, I did have fun on Halloween.

My elementary school always had a huge Halloween Festival.  It was a big deal in the rural area we lived in, because so many people didn’t live in neighborhoods where they could go door-to-door.  The gym was full of games to play, cake walks, a fortune teller, and of course everyone was in costume. It was the place to be!  We always had a good time and came home with candy and junk toys.

Once or twice, I tagged along with a friend into town to hit one of the neighborhoods for some extra candy.  I always felt weird knocking on strangers doors though.

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  • Cherie Cayemberg - October 31, 2010 - 9:20 pm

    You are so sweet, Jenn! I always lived in a city, but my baby sister lived up in the woods. They had a few neighbors, but there wasn’t a huge amount of candy to be had!

    Happy Halloween! Hope you and the munchkins got a great sugar haul! :)ReplyCancel

  • Jo - November 4, 2010 - 3:06 pm

    I grew up in the middle of nowhere too, and never did the Halloween Thing door to door, but my parents used to get into the swing of things and we would “dook” for apples in a basin of water and hang treacle scones on strings from the pulley in the kitchen – you had to try to eat the scone without using your hands. What a mess we ended up in :-)ReplyCancel

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