Happy Halloween!
Wednesday, October 31st, 2007
Happy Halloween everyone! While Australians don’t much get into Halloween, that doesn’t mean I have forgotten about it by any means. In my childhood I had my share of dressing up, parties, candy, scary music, and scary people handing out candy.
Today, instead of just having my usual random word bank, I am going to have the word bank for those of you who don’t/haven’t celebrated Halloween along with a challenge for those who have!
Let’s get started!
For those of you who don’t have any Halloween memories, feel free to use this random word bank like you do other Wednesdays. You can also use this as an opportunity to dust off your research skills and find out the roots of the holiday.
Moon
Wind
Mystery
Clear
Pebbles
Wide
Black
Stick
Hide
Night
Have fun!
For those of you who have Halloween memories to share, why not put them in your biography? Good, bad, whatever; no matter how bland you might think the memories are, they could be interesting to someone else. What was your favourite candy? Your favourite costume? Did your family have any Halloween traditions you loved? Hated?
If you are writing your biography in a journal, you could do it scrapbook style and include a few pictures if you have any. Don’t forget the Halloween traditions and fun you have now! Do you go out with friends? Do you take your kids out? Do you hand make their costumes? All are memories you might want to share with someone sometime.
Enjoy! Explore your memories.
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