I love it almost more than Christmas. My birthday is exactly one week before, so guess what kind of parties I tended to have growing up? I didn’t mind.
The costumes, the food, the feeling of communal, lighthearted deceit–in some ways, it’s better than Christmas, because no one is stressing out about what gifts to get other people, and there are no worries about “taking the Christ out of Halloween.”
September 12, 2016 at 9:40 pm
This could turn into a piece reflecting on the holiday with different memories and maybe weaving some research about the holiday as well, either the history or some other material. Maybe even songs or stories about the holiday from different sources as well.
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September 13, 2016 at 2:01 pm
Great idea!
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