“Can’t we just give them candy?” I would ask.
My mother would shake her head. Then she would say, “No. If we give them candy, those kids will keep coming here every year. We don’t celebrate Halloween, so when they knock, don’t open the door.”
My mother didn’t want us celebrating a night that was filled with demonic lore, like every other pious/strict Christian household.
There were only two options on Halloween night; Go to a church service, where we would get godly blessings and a couple of sweets, or stay at home and lock our doors.
But my mother would compromise a little. In the morning, she would let my little sisters dress like princess and fairies to their schools.
I was in high school however; people didn’t dress up as princess and fairies, at least not the pure kind. The costumes in high school were provocative, grim, or both, provocative and grim. But a few opted for funny costumes, like a fried egg costume, or the overdone thing 1 and thing 2 matching costumes, or the classic loony clown costume.
Frankly, I was too focused on what I couldn’t dress up as on Halloween, that I forgot that—like the funny kids in school—I could be creative. I could’ve been so many things that wasn’t considered ‘demonic’.
…Do you know what I could’ve been during those Halloweens?
A Na’vi being (yes, you read right).
At that time, I’d recently watched the 2009 Avatar movie. Those Na’vi beings/hybrids/Avatars/ “blue-people” were beautiful creatures.
They looked like me, just with blue-textured-skin, and spiky ears. It would’ve been an easy costume to form. I already had braids and beads on my head (Africans braid their hair to protect and stimulate hair growth). I just had to paint my skin blue, create skin texture, and pointy ears, and warrior clothes like theirs, and I would’ve looked exactly like them.
Heck, I might’ve won one of the Halloween competitions in my school.
But I didn’t have the balls (I would realize later my mother isn’t too strict on the no Halloween costume rule, but during this time I feared disobedience).
Do you celebrate Halloween now?
I’m currently 19. I acknowledge the day, but I don’t do anything special for it. And we (my family) still lock our doors on Halloween night. Mostly—I believe—because of safety reasons, and not because we want to avoid Halloween kids.
But its funny, because my love for supernatural things have developed elsewhere.
I’m a fiction writer, mythology and angelology are a huge part of my life. In fact, most of the tv shows and movies that I enjoy have those themes.
It’s quite funny.
Please, share your Halloween experiences. Did you (or do you) celebrate Halloween?
Everywhere is so Halloween-friendly these days, I couldn’t help but talk about my Halloween experience (or rather, my lack of a Halloween experience).
Happy Halloween creators!
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