Log in

No account? Create an account

Previous Entry | Next Entry

  • October 28th, 2008 | 7:58 AM
Tuesday memory challenge

This week's memory challenge is inspried by the fact that this week is Halloween. So I thought I'd try to see how many Halloween memories I could bring up to the surface. This one surprised me as I have very few memories about Halloween as a child.

I rememer that I couldn't wait until the costumes showed up in the stores. They were all made by the same company and came with those one piece costumes and a hard plasic mask that made me sweat. The only costume I actually remember is one of Casper the Friendly Ghost.

I can't remember any other single costume. Okay, wait, I remember being a clown in a costume that my grandmother made for me with a tall, cone cap.

I can't remember going trick or treating.

I remember that my mom had a large paper skeleton that she would hang on the front door. And we had this foam like pumpkin that had a single light bulb in the center to make it light up. We'd put it in the front window.

Wow, that's all I remember about Halloween as a child. Your turn. What memories do you have of Halloween?
There are so many stories only you can tell.Tell them, please.


( 6 comments — Leave comment )
October 28th, 2008 03:10 pm (UTC)
I remember being the Easter bunny in a Halloween parade. (awkward? Ye-ah!) I was on the Girl Scout float, and my mom was obsessing over the fact that my ears wouldn't stay up. And I remember feeling so anxious, I almost threw-up. Halloween lost its appeal after that, I think...*sigh*
October 28th, 2008 03:16 pm (UTC)
I have several memories, but the one that springs to mind right now is going out with my dad and brothers and sister. My brother Pat was probably 4 years old or so. We went by a house that had its front lawn decorated like a cemetary, and stopped to look. A couple of older kids (HS or college) in creepy costumes came out to scare us--and Pat started swinging his candy bag. He landed a couple of blows on the kids, too.

It might not surprise you to learn that a couple of weeks ago, he helped a security guard at the store where he works take down a shoplifting suspect who was fighting back with a flying tackle, then handcuffed the guy. We should start calling him Mr. Justice. ;)
October 28th, 2008 05:22 pm (UTC)
I had a Casper the Friendly Ghost costume, too. I didn't get new costumes every year. In fact, I only had two costumes my whole childhood -- Casper, and then when I insisted I was too old to be Casper, I was a witch.
October 28th, 2008 07:25 pm (UTC)
I remember one year that it was snowing while trick or treating..not heavy, but definitely snowing....

I do remember costumes...there was a donkey (how humiating wearing those hand me down costumes I never got to pick for myself), a bunny, and some sort of princess thing that had this horrible plastic mask that made my face all sweaty...


the best Halloween was in college. We had our own private little party in our apartment with just our closes friends. My roomate and I dressed as 'ladies of the evening' and her boyfriend dressed as our pimp! It was all in good fun....nothing ever became of those one night professional costumes...lol
October 28th, 2008 11:17 pm (UTC)
Raggedy Ann. Every year my mother made me a Raggedy Ann costume. I loved it. I don't know why. I didn't even have a Raggedy Ann doll. I don't remember much about trick or treating, except that I was usually cold because I didn't want to cover my costume. But the trading. That was really the main event. Come home, dump the candy out, and trade with my older brother. Sweet memories. Thanks for the prompt to bring them up!
October 29th, 2008 01:49 pm (UTC)
My bedroom was on the second floor. My brother took a HORRIBLE MASK, stuck it on the end of a clothes pole (remember those things? to hold up a clothesline?) and tapped it on my window. I looked out, saw a face, and freaked out!!
( 6 comments — Leave comment )

Who am I?I was born on the Cancer/Leo cusp and share a birthday with Ernest Hemingway and Robin Williams. The similarities don't stop there as I can go from depressed to ecstatic without ever passing go. I feel scared most of the time though my friends call me brave and I find it easier to believe in my friends than to believe in my own abilities to make what I want out of my life.

Who am I? A wife, a mother, a daughter, and even, gulp, a grandmother.

Who am I? A writer who never gets tired of playing with words, even when the words are hard to find. A writer of books for children and articles for grown-ups and many things in-between.

Who am I? A motivational speaker, writing instructor, workshop leader and full-time follower of dreams.

Who am I? Read and find out.

Susan Taylor Brown

Create Your Badge

Latest Month

September 2014

"Successful writers are not the ones who write the best sentences. They are the ones who keep writing. They are the ones who discover what is most important and strangest and most pleasurable in themselves, and keep believing in the value of their work, despite the difficulties."
--Bonnie Friedman

"As writers, we must be willing to feel our sadness, our anger, our terror, so we can reach in and find our sweet vulnerability that is just sitting there waiting for us to come back home."
--Nancy Slonim Aronie

"Writers write about what obsesses them. You draw those cards. I lost my mother when I was 14. My daughter died at the age of 6. I lost my faith as a Catholic. When I'm writing, the darkness is always there. I go where the pain is."
--Anne Rice


Powered by LiveJournal.com
Designed by carriep63