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Well, Halloween is almost upon us, so I thought I would talk about how this is one of my favorite days of the year. I was talking about this blog with a coworker and she wanted me to go after the costume industry for only having female costumes with one common denominator; they all started with the word slutty. For example, slutty nurse, slutty referee, slutty cowgirl...you get the idea. As stimulating as this sounded I didn't want to go down that road for this blog. Then I thought the origin of the day and some general information about Halloween to enlighten everyone with my vast knowledge about this day in October. Well turns out I really didn't know much and there is an incredibly long history. Okay, then I read an article about a minister who was warning parents not to allow their children to take part in this evil event and was actually trying to get the Halloween carnival banned in their city. Wow, that would be fun to talk about but then I remembered a day that I will never forget. It was my fondest Halloween memory.
I worked at a treatment facility for youth for a number of years. The youth were 12-18 years old and there for numerous reasons. As a counselor we tried to normalize the stay at the program as much as possible and in fact tried to give the youth an opportunity to do things they would have missed out on as children. So one specific Halloween we got dressed up and went out and collected loads of candy (great for kids with issues focusing by the way). We went back to the program and like my parents did with me as a child, we sat down and sorted through the candy to make sure all had proper wrapping etc. Then a great Halloween tradition started, the candy exchange. You sort the favorite ones and the ones you don't really like and begin to bargain. Well, one of the youth had about 8 bags of chips but he liked chocolate bars better, and another liked chips better and she only had 5 bars. So I was helping and said okay you can give her 5 bags of chips and that would be fair. Then he said to me why not all of them. I was of course making sure no one took advantage of the other so I said it wouldn't be even. He then pointed out to me that he didn't really like them and she really did. Why not just give them to her if that would make her happy. At this point the teacher became the student and I just sat back and watched.
These kids who had very little were not concerned with "fair trade" or " getting what was coming to them". They were giving what they didn't want and they knew someone else would enjoy more. It was generousity that was so thoughtful, kind and pure that I was deeply touched and still get chills thinking about that moment to this day. This is my fondest Halloween memory.